Jiang Quanshui looked at his son, then compared him with the Young Master Wang and Qin Dou, and sighed. The gap was too vast.
When others went to bars, you knew to follow.
When others were chasing girls and driving sports cars, you knew to follow.
Now, when others are clinging to powerful figures, you are still in bars chasing girls.
Comparing people is enough to kill you, comparing goods is enough to throw them away.
There's nothing more to say, just accept fate.
Jiang Quanshui, looking weary, lay back in his seat and closed his eyes to rest.
Jiang Xin knew it was his fault this time and lowered his head, not daring to speak.
As the convoy arrived at a farm on the outskirts, the cars had not even stopped when Jiang Quanshui got out first, trotting to the lead car and opening the door for Xia Feng.
As soon as Dula Bide got out of the car, he saw Jiang Quanshui snatching his task, and gritted his teeth.
What the hell is wrong with your brain? The car just stopped and you're already here?
"Young Master Xia, please." Jiang Quanshui bowed slightly, inviting Xia Feng to walk into the farm.
In the car, Jiang Quanshui had specifically asked Jiang Xin to inquire with Young Master Wang to learn Xia Feng's name.
Otherwise, if he didn't know the name at this moment, it would lead to much embarrassment.
Longteng Manor was one of the largest manors in Modu, offering everything you could eat and play. Moreover, it only admitted members of the manor; one could not enter without a membership card.
Membership cards were issued after the manor's rating and assessment.
Jiang Quanshui had personally booked a large private room yesterday. If he hadn't come in advance, he wouldn't have been able to book one.
"Young Master Wang, Young Master Qin." Jiang Xin, with a thick skin, ran over to open the car door for Young Master Wang.
"Oh, it's a bit unusual to see you, Grand Young Master Jiang, like this." Young Master Wang looked at Jiang Xin and smiled. Da Feng Novel Network.
"Heh heh... What are you saying? In the future, I'll still have to rely on your and Young Master Qin's care." Jiang Xin didn't feel ashamed at all. His face was already lost, so he might as well go all the way and be shamelessly brazen.
"Now you know you were like a frog in a well, don't you? I told you to be smug every day." Qin Dou said to Jiang Xin after getting out of the car.
The two of them didn't really intend to blame Jiang Xin, they just wanted this incident to teach him a lesson.
After all, they usually played together, they were friends.
"Be smart in a while. Don't go join the fun around Brother Xia. You're not qualified, and neither am I nor Young Master Wang. So, focus on Lin'er and try to make her happy."
Qin Dou, unable to bear it, passed on his experience to Jiang Xin.
That's how Young Master Wang had taught him back then, and the results were self-evident.
"Once Lin'er accepts you, you'll be promoted to the third-ranked sycophant. Are you satisfied with this position?" Young Master Wang asked Jiang Xin with a smile.
"Satisfied, satisfied." Jiang Xin nodded repeatedly.
The slap in the face came so quickly. Just a few days ago, he was looking down on Young Master Wang and Qin Dou fighting to be sycophants, and now he was somewhat eager for the position of the third-ranked sycophant himself.
Alas, the boasting he had done could not be taken back.
"It's good that you're satisfied. I wish you a speedy promotion to the third-ranked sycophant. Remember what you said then, to take off your pants and run three laps around Modu."
Young Master Wang did not forget the harsh words Jiang Xin had spoken in the group chat and reminded him promptly.
Don't forget such an important promise. The chat records are still there.
"Heh heh..." Jiang Xin smiled and said nothing.
Everyone followed Jiang Quanshui to the private room at the innermost part. As soon as they entered, Dula Bide eagerly ran to the main seat, pulled out a chair, and said to Xia Feng with a smile, "Master, please sit."
Jiang Quanshui looked at him with contempt. This foreigner had beaten him to it.
He now knew that Xia Feng was the true boss, and Dula Bide was just a subordinate in front of him. Instead of building a good relationship with this foreigner Dula Bide, it was better to build a good relationship directly with Xia Feng. After all, they were both Chinese, and it was easier to get along.
After everyone was seated, Jiang Quanshui introduced himself, "Hello, Young Master Xia. My name is Jiang Quanshui. I am very happy to treat everyone to a meal today, and I thank you all for gracing me with your presence."
Jiang Quanshui then bowed slightly to everyone, showing his utmost sincerity.
On the entire dining table, except for Dula Bide, everyone else was young and could be considered his juniors.
The main reason was that Xia Feng had given him too many shocks.
"President Jiang, please feel free to order whatever you like." Xia Feng said.
"Young Master Xia, you can just call me Little Jiang. You are right, Young Master Xia, everyone please order freely." Jiang Quanshui quickly responded with a smile.
"Little Jiang?"
Young Master Wang: ........
Qin Dou: ........
Everyone: ........--!!!
Upon hearing this, Jiang Xin felt a bit ashamed. Dad, you're flattering him too much, they've seen through it.
As for Jiang Quanshui, the person in question, he was completely unaware and still had a beaming smile.
"President Jiang, isn't calling me that a bit inappropriate?" Xia Feng frowned.
"It's appropriate, appropriate, it's what should be."
Jiang Quanshui continued to flatter.
Jiang Quanshui was not stupid. Someone who had a subordinate like Dula Bide and people like Young Master Wang and others surrounding him had a level beyond his imagination.
It would be best to pledge allegiance early for future convenience.
Jiang Xin was on the verge of tears. If his father was really called Little Jiang by Xia Feng, would he then become Little Little Jiang?
Wouldn't this mean he was a generation lower than Young Master Wang and Qin Dou for no reason?
The original third-ranked sycophant was already one step lower, and now he was a generation lower.
"President Jiang, hurry up and have the dishes served." Dula Bide couldn't stand it anymore. He was flattering too much.
"With you being so outstanding, how are we supposed to live?"
"En, alright, you guys can continue to flatter... I mean, have some tea first. I'll go arrange for the dishes to be served." Jiang Quanshui said, then walked over to Jiang Xin and told him to be in charge of serving tea and water, and to serve Xia Feng well.
Jiang Xin understood and began to take over the role of tea server, taking charge of serving tea and water himself.
Under Jiang Quanshui's personal arrangement, the dishes in the private room were soon served.
Indeed, it was a feast of delicacies, with everything from the sky to the earth and in the water.
If you couldn't think of it, they couldn't make it.
Throughout the entire meal, Jiang Xin did not sit down to eat, but ran around serving everyone. The five waitresses in the private room were dumbfounded.
Bringing their own service staff?
Is there such a clever tactic?
They had seen people bring their own drinks, but this was the first time they had seen someone bring their own service staff.
"Sit down and eat with us." Xia Feng said, looking at Jiang Xin, who was running back and forth.
Jiang Xin heard this and glanced at Jiang Quanshui, seeking his father's opinion.
"Young Master Xia told you to sit down and eat, so hurry up and sit down to eat. Don't stand there and be an eyesore," Jiang Quanshui said, glaring at his son.
"Why are you so unintelligent? When Young Master Xia tells you to sit, you sit. Why are you still looking at me?"
Jiang Xin never dreamed that after longing to meet the big shot and show off last night, today he would find himself merely serving tea and water.
"President Jiang."
Just then, the door of the private room was pushed open, and a middle-aged man with a potbelly walked in.