Seeing Zhang Tianming take the initiative to come forward to say hello, Ling Zikai only remembered why he had left their father and son aside. Hurriedly said: "It's all my fault, I patronized and talked, and I forgot to introduce it to you."

These two were my college classmate Zhang Hao and his father. Uncle Zhang is now the deputy mayor of Baishan City. They wanted to go up the mountain to celebrate the old man's birthday, but they were stopped outside by the guards at the sentry and couldn't enter. When I came up, I brought them back. You won't blame me for making it my own way!"

Seeing that Ling Zikai said this, Brother Zhang Siping would not say it even if he felt a little uncomfortable.

Zhang Siping, who is the head of the Zhang family, also took the initiative to stretch out his hand to Zhang Tianming and said, "Vice Mayor Zhang, you are welcome to the Zhang family compound!"

Zhang Tianming looked a little flattered, and quickly held Zhang Siping's palm with both hands and said, "Thank you, General Zhang!"

Zhang Jiefang said on the side: "Originally, the old man had already sent a message, and he would not see any outsiders today. But since you're here, let's go in and sit down!"

As the executive vice governor, Zhang Jiefang can be said to be Zhang Tianming's boss, and when he said it, he not only knocked Zhang Tianming for not complying with the regulations, but also invited him in with a big belly, implying the meaning of wooing, which made Zhang Tianming embarrassed for a while, and hurriedly said: "Thank you, Governor Zhang!"

Zhang Siping and his brothers had to greet the guests at the door again, and told Zhang Jun to take Ling Zikai and them in.

After entering the courtyard gate, Zhang Jun led everyone to a wing room on the east side.

Inside the wing room was a small hall with three bays and five dining tables, which should be the place where the birthday banquet was held. The interior is very simple, only the red silk with a golden word "Shou" written on the wall directly above is full of joy.

Except for the top table, which was still empty, there were already quite a few people sitting at the other three tables. Because the protagonist hasn't appeared yet, the banquet has naturally not started yet, and everyone is sitting there chatting.

Seeing Ling Zikai and them come in, He Ling, who was sitting at the bottom of the first dining table, shouted at them: "Sister Du Juan, come here!"

There were still four empty seats at the table where He Ling was sitting, which should have been specially reserved for Ling Zikai and them. Now that there are two more Zhang Hao's father and son, they have to add two more chairs, and after sitting down, they seem a little crowded.

A young man at the same table muttered in a low voice: "Didn't you say that there are still four people, why are there six, this is too crowded!"

Zhang Jun said dissatisfiedly to the young man: "What, you are too crowded, then sit at the top table, there are still many empty people!"

The young man smiled wryly and said, "Brother Jun is laughing, can I sit in that place!"

Ling Zikai looked around, except for the young people sitting at his own table, the other tables were all people over forty or fifty years old, and nearly half of them were officers wearing military uniforms, with gold stars shining on their shoulders, and the lowest rank was also a colonel, and he couldn't help but secretly said in his heart: The people who can sit in this small hall are probably the descendants of the old Zhang family, as long as the old man's big tree does not fall, these people will always follow, and the Zhang family's courtyard will always be prosperous.

Just as he was thinking, the people who were originally sitting in the small hall stood up in unison and clapped warm applause.

I saw the old man walking in surrounded by everyone, with a smile on his face, and waved to everyone in the small hall as he walked. The whole person looks radiant, and he has not lost his majesty.

There were also a few gray-haired old men behind him, presumably old subordinates who followed him back then. Compared with the old man's ninety-year-old man, who is still in a hurry, these old people's complexion is obviously inferior, both mentally and physically.

The last ones were Zhang Siping and He Wandong and his wife, as well as a few people with solemn manners and unsmiling attitudes, probably leaders of government departments.

The old man sat in the first place, and those old subordinates and government leaders sat in the chief.

Zhang Siping, as the eldest son, wanted to entertain the elders for the old man, so he naturally stayed on the chief.

Zhang Jiefang and He Wandong lacked that qualification and were placed in the second seat.

Surprisingly, when everyone sat down, they found that a chair next to the old man was still empty, and I don't know which VIP it was reserved for, and it seemed that the qualifications should be very high. But it seems that the entire Northern Province can no longer find anyone who can be on an equal footing with the old man, is it a big man from the capital?

Just when everyone was secretly guessing, I saw that the old man glanced at the entire small hall, beckoned to the table at the bottom, and shouted: "Little Brother Ling, why did you hide in that corner, come, come, come, sit down here!"

Hearing the old man's greeting, Ling Zikai's head suddenly became bigger. He didn't want to be in the limelight on such an occasion and become the focus of everyone's attention! It's just that since the old man had already arranged this good show, it was impossible for him to hide from it.

Sure enough, all the eyes in the small hall had already looked in the direction of the old man's beckoning.

Ling Zikai had no choice but to stand up and say to the old man: "Old man, you see that the people sitting at your table are all respected seniors, how dare I, a hairy boy, sit on an equal footing with them! ”

"Where did you come from so much nonsense, let you come over! Why, do you think that we people are old, useless, and not rare to deal with us!"

The old man deliberately pretended to be angry and said.

Ling Zikai knew that if he resigned, he would become everyone's public enemy.

I didn't see how many people present were about to burst into flames in their eyes! Probably their hearts were eager to rush up and kick themselves away, and then said to the old man: "Old man, since this kid doesn't know how to lift and doesn't want to sit next to you, let me sit down!"

Don't you see that even the dignified Executive Vice Governor is not qualified to sit in that seat?

Where did this kid come from, could it be a certain prince in the capital, otherwise how could the old man value him so much and let him sit beside him!

How can this kid be so virtuous, he can afford to be called a little brother by the old man!

Under the gaze of everyone full of surprise, envy, and jealousy, not to mention that Ling Zikai felt uncomfortable like a thorn all over his body, even the cuckoo sitting next to him felt uncomfortable, pulled the placket of his shirt with his hand, and said in a low voice: "Don't be stupid here, since the old man wants you to go over there, don't excuse yourself, hurry up!"

Ling Zikai smiled bitterly and walked towards the chief helplessly.

After Ling Zikai left, Su Guoer stretched his body that was squeezed a little sore, and said heartlessly: "There is one less person, and it is much more comfortable to sit." ”