The focus of the Ji Family and the Weaving Factory had already shifted towards Ji’s third grandfather.
Even Ji Lang had been scolded mercilessly by him.
"Grandfather," Ji Lang pursed his lips, waiting for his grandfather’s rage to subside before he spoke, "Tonight, the Xicheng Chamber of Commerce is hosting a dinner for the people from the Xuankang Chamber of Commerce headquarters. Will you be attending?"
The Xicheng Chamber of Commerce used to be led by the Weaving Factory.
Now, the president had changed to the wealthiest man in Xicheng.
Upon hearing this, Ji’s third grandfather slightly subdued his anger and had Ji Lang prepare to accompany him in the evening.
The evening banquet of the Xicheng Chamber of Commerce was held in the grand auditorium, with many celebrities gathered and several municipal leaders also present.
The banquet started at seven, but Ji’s third grandfather arrived early, not even six o’clock yet.
He networked with various significant business owners at the venue, exchanging business cards.
Ji Lang and his fiancée both followed behind Ji’s third grandfather.
As it neared seven o’clock, a stir went through the main entrance, marking the president of the Xicheng Chamber of Commerce’s arrival.
The crowd surged towards the entrance.
Ji’s third grandfather and Ji Lang exchanged glances, picking up their wine glasses and following the crowd toward the entrance.
The two finally squeezed in and saw the Chamber’s president, who was accompanied by a young man in a suit. Judging by his somewhat tender face, he seemed to be no older than twenty.
"President." Ji’s third grandfather finally found an opportunity and, holding up his wine glass, toasted the president and the young man, "I am from the Weaving Factory, and this is my grandson Ji Lang."
The president of the Xicheng Chamber of Commerce nodded; he seemed to have met Ji Lang before, "Young Ji is promising. And this is Director Mao from the Xuankang Headquarters, managing director, just like Young Ji, both with great prospects."
Ji’s third grandfather had been waiting for just that moment and hurriedly raised his wine glass, "Director Mao, hello."
Mao Xiaoqi held his wine glass and slightly raised it toward Ji’s third grandfather.
Ji’s third grandfather only managed to exchange a few words with Mao Xiaoqi and didn’t even have the chance to introduce himself before being pushed aside by other corporate bosses.
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