"There's a saying in books: 'A scholar is utterly useless.' That describes people like us."
With that, he poured Old Zhang a glass of liquor and downed three glasses himself as a penalty.
Old Zhang was pleased by his words and laughed heartily. "Well, at least you have some self-awareness. But I have to admit, when you cultured folks decide to flatter someone, it's really something else. You can say the same simple thing and make it sound like poetry."
"However," his expression turned cold, "you city folk are full of petty schemes. Taking us for fools and playing your games... that's not right, is it?"
Jiang Zishi said hurriedly, "Director Zhang, please, if you have something to say, just say it directly."
"We're completely in the dark here; we don't know how we've displeased you. We were sincere when we asked for your help before, but... but what did Comrade Chi Yun'er do today when she reported in that made you so unhappy?"
