Watching Ying Hetai leave, Zhao Jiling took out his mobile phone and found a number and dialed it.
"Are you ready?
This time, we must satisfy him, as our association owes him."
"Ready, Mr. Fang, Mr. Du and others also want to come. Do you agree?"
"Of course, the more lively the better, he deserves this belated honor."
After finishing speaking, Zhao Jiling hung up the phone.
A faint smile appeared on his face, and then he seemed to think of something and sighed softly.
Bury all your worries deep in your heart.
…
The ten candidates for vice-president have all arrived.
"Lao Ying, I want to congratulate you in advance on becoming the vice president this time."
"Yes, don't forget us in the future."
Hearing the congratulations from colleagues around him, Ying Hetai looked happy.
Most of this group of people, like him, were sent out and worked hard, so they had the opportunity to stand for election.
"Don't worry, everyone, after I become the vice president, I will definitely carry forward the association so that everyone can make a lot of money."
He stood with his hands behind his hands and glanced at everyone proudly.
In this association, it is relatively easy to make money.
After all, these few words authenticated by the association are very valuable. When the time comes, whether it is selling a batch of antiques abroad, or signing a few words, just turn a blind eye.
The money came in a hurry.
Just when Ying Hetai was feeling proud, he saw a familiar figure.
Ying Hetai's brows immediately frowned, "Chen Feng, what are you doing here? This is an awards ceremony within our association."
"It's not an appraisal competition. You can't watch it. Get out quickly."
Now, it is time for him to regain his face. If he is not powerful and majestic, how can he be worthy of the loss of one million?
Unexpectedly, Chen Feng glanced at him lightly.
"I'm here, of course, to attend the award ceremony. What do you think I'm here for?"
"Attend the award ceremony?
Are you a member of our association? You can come whenever you want."
Ying Hetai's face darkened, and with a wave of his hand, he immediately summoned security.
"Security, drive him out quickly. This person is not from our association."
The people around him also had gloomy faces and ordered Chen Feng to be kicked out.
Not to mention serious associations like the Antiques Culture Association, ordinary small companies will not allow outsiders to be present in internal meetings.
The security guard came over and made an inviting gesture to Chen Feng.
"You go down, I am the president and I will give them the awards."
Chen Feng said calmly, waved his hand, and signaled the security guard to retreat.
The security guard hesitated for a moment, then stepped aside after seeing Chen Feng's talent and convincing temperament.
Today's organizer is not these people, but Zhao Jiling.
As long as Zhao Jiling didn't say anything, he wouldn't dare to mess around.
"President?
You said you are the president?
What a joke."
"Compared with our president, are you worthy?
Our president is only in his twenties, but his appraisal skills are first-rate."
"You are also in your twenties, do you think you are worthy to compete with him?"
Ying Hetai had a look of disdain on his face, his eyes full of contempt.
"Have you met your president?"
Chen Feng glanced at the other party.
Ying Hetai was stunned for a moment and glanced at Chen Feng hesitantly.
He has indeed never met the president. What if what this guy said is true?
this……
Absolutely impossible! He had asked Tang Yixue about Chen Feng's bottom line.
The other party must be an upstart with no background, otherwise he would not be determined to poach someone.
If he were the president, how could he dare to think this way?
"Have you met the president?"
Ying Hetai asked several friends next to him.
Several people shook their heads. They were also sent out to get this quota. How had they ever seen this before?
"Get out now, you are the president, and I am the founding general."
"Maybe next year I will go to a beautiful country to be the president."
Ying Hetai was disdainful.
Everyone laughed and looked at Chen Feng with ridicule in their eyes.
He is really too young, even though their president is also very young.
But this is simply impossible. How could this pretty boy be the president?
"If you want to see me elected as vice president, please stay one hundred meters away from me. After all, this is our internal matter."
"Please go over there!"
Ying Hetai pointed to a corner.
"That's right, hurry up and go to the corner."
"Don't delay our ceremony."
The other candidates were also very rude.
"Are you sure you want me to leave?"
Chen Feng looked at a few people with a half-smile.
"Leave quickly."
Ying Hetai said firmly.
"It won't be so easy to invite me back later."
Chen Feng shrugged and said nonchalantly.
At worst, the vice president will not be replaced.
He walked to the corner, found a chair and sat down, picked up the tea on the table, poured himself a cup and drank it slowly.
"What are you pretending to be?"
Ying Hetai made a sound.
He has decided to propose to Tang Yixue after he gets the vice presidentship.
Encourage her to divorce Chen Feng.
Of course he didn't know that when he had this idea, he was destined to lose.
Zhao Jiling walked in, holding two medals in his hand.
Just as she was about to give it to Chen Feng, three waves of people arrived behind her.
"Where's the president?"
Zhao Jiling asked.
"President?
Isn’t the president here yet?”
Ying Hetai frowned and glanced at Zhao Jiling with some dissatisfaction.
You are the person in charge, but you come to ask me where the president is.
Isn't this nonsense?
Zhao Jiling glanced at Ying Hetai coldly, "Just now, the president was clearly talking to you, and I have been paying attention here."
"You guys won't drive him away."
She gave Ying Hetai a meaningful look.
Ying Hetai didn't know Chen Feng's identity, and there seemed to be a grudge between the two, so it was very possible to drive Chen Feng away.
"Talk to us?"
Ying Hetai was stunned.
He racked his brains and thought for a long time. No one was talking to them just now.
From beginning to end, just these people, could it be...
Is it Chen Feng?
This thought flashed through his mind, but was quickly rejected by himself.
Impossible! How could he be the president?
"I don't know where the president is, Miss Zhao, you are the organizer arranged by the association, and the association has always trusted you."
"You don't even know where the president is. It has nothing to do with us. You can't even handle the ceremony. This makes people doubt your ability."
Ying Hetai said in a deep voice.
His eyes glanced at Chen Feng subconsciously, and a flash of uneasiness flashed in his heart.
"Yes, Miss Zhao, don't talk nonsense."
Zhao Jiling followed Ying Hetai's gaze and saw Chen Feng sitting alone in the corner drinking tea.
"President, why are you drinking tea here alone?"
"The award ceremony is about to start. Let's go over and award the awards now."
"Several of our candidates are already waiting impatiently."
She deliberately raised her voice and glanced at Ying Hetai from the corner of her eye.
"What, he is the president?
How can it be!"
Ying and Tai were struck by lightning and looked at Chen Feng's back in disbelief.
He shook his head violently, unable to accept this fact.
If Chen Feng were the president, then everything he showed off to Chen Feng would be a desperate attempt to prove the vice president's awesomeness.