Upon hearing this, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, a flicker of schadenfreude flashing in his eyes.
After hearing these words, Jiang Cheng's brow subtly twitched, and an unconcealable hint of schadenfreude instantly flashed in his originally calm eyes.
From what he knew of his father, the old man had always been low-key and disliked ostentation.
Seeing this scene, he probably would feel a bit vexed.
The thought of his father possibly getting so angry that he'd puff out his beard and glare.
Jiang Cheng could no longer suppress the laughter in his heart and let out a chuckle.
As he laughed, he slowly extended a hand and gently patted Shen Chong's shoulder.
With a faint, playful smile on his lips, he asked, "My dad doesn't know, so why did you still arrange this?"
Upon hearing Jiang Cheng's words, a bitter smile spread across Shen Chong's originally composed face, and his expression grew even more solemn.
He gently shook his head and slowly explained.
"Young Master, I told you before, the old masters are all old now, and only you, the young master, are left. You will have to step up and support the big picture sooner or later."
As Shen Chong spoke, he slightly raised his head, his eyes filled with worry and expectation for the family's future.
At this point, the two had already arrived at the VIP pick-up area.
Before even reaching the entrance, Jiang Cheng saw several middle-aged men in sharp suits standing at the pick-up area, exuding an extraordinary aura.
Among this group, Zhao Qiming, the airport's person-in-charge whom Jiang Cheng had met before, was also prominently present.
At this moment, Zhao Qiming was originally bowing his head slightly, diligently and earnestly reporting the recent progress of various airport affairs to the person beside him.
However, just as he was speaking voluminously, the corner of his eye suddenly caught sight of a figure hurrying quickly towards them.
He subconsciously looked up, his gaze following the figure.
It wasn't a big deal not to look, but once he did, Zhao Qiming was completely stunned!
Because he discovered that the person hurrying over was none other than Shen Chong.
However, what truly shocked him was not Shen Chong himself, but Jiang Cheng, who appeared walking in front of Shen Chong!
After clearly seeing that the person was Jiang Cheng, his expression instantly became incredibly colorful.
His originally not-too-big, not-too-small eyes suddenly widened, and the muscles in his face twitched uncontrollably.
Zhao Qiming knew well that early this morning, the company's senior leaders had personally rushed to the airport, not to mention that the top two leaders of Modu City were also present.
Moreover, these important figures had just treated Shen Chong with extreme courtesy, which made him even more curious about the power behind Shen Chong.
However, at this moment, Shen Chong deliberately slowed his pace, respectfully following closely behind Jiang Cheng.
Not only that, when he spoke to Jiang Cheng, he specifically kept his head very low, his face showing full humility.
Seeing such a scene, Zhao Qiming's heart felt as if it had been struck by a heavy hammer, and his eyelids began to twitch involuntarily.
Soon, his mind quickly replayed the previous two encounters with Jiang Cheng.
Although Zhao Qiming believed he hadn't shown any neglect during the previous two receptions of Jiang Cheng, but rather great enthusiasm.
But now, thinking about it, if Jiang Cheng's true identity was far more noble than he had originally imagined, then even doing his best at that time probably wouldn't have been enough.
At this thought, an indescribable feeling of regret surged in Zhao Qiming's heart.
He couldn't help but secretly blame himself: he hadn't fawned harder before.
Although he really wanted to greet Jiang Cheng, there were important figures all around. Zhao Qiming knew in his heart that he absolutely couldn't rashly step forward and steal the limelight.
So, he could only stand aside, his eyes fixed on Jiang Cheng, with a hint of longing and ingratiation, eagerly hoping that Jiang Cheng would notice him.
However, before Jiang Cheng's gaze could sweep over them one by one, a group of people immediately approached Jiang Cheng with enthusiastic smiles and quick steps.
Everyone present was a 'master' who had been through the political grinder for many years.
If Zhao Qiming could spot the clues, how could they not notice?
Based on Jiang Cheng's age, combined with Shen Chong's attitude beside him, the few people had roughly guessed Jiang Cheng's identity.
Before Shen Chong could even make an introduction, the middle-aged man standing in the center of the crowd eagerly extended his hand towards Jiang Cheng.
His face was wreathed in smiles as he enthusiastically greeted, "Hello, hello."
Seeing this, Shen Chong quickly stepped forward, respectfully introducing to Jiang Cheng, "Young Master, this is Secretary Du. Oh, by the way, the last time you and Wang Hao had that incident, Secretary Du personally called to inquire and handle it."
No sooner had Shen Chong's words fallen than Du Wei hurriedly waved his hands, his movements slightly rushed, as if he was eager to stop something.
At the same time, an extremely sincere expression quickly appeared on his originally calm face.
"Oh, Mr. Shen! Please, you must not mention this matter again. Every time it's brought up, I feel a pang of guilt! As the Party Secretary of Modu City, I always remember where I came from, and I constantly bear in mind that serving the people is one of our most important tenets. Therefore, anything that happens in Modu City, regardless of its scale, big or small, it is my bounden duty and responsibility to handle it properly!"
This was the first time Jiang Cheng had heard such a tone of speech.
He was slightly stunned, a trace of surprise flashing in his eyes, but he quickly returned to normal.
If it were an ordinary person, they might humbly say that it was their duty.
For Jiang Cheng to encounter such a situation here was very unexpected.
But Du Wei's tone was simply amazing.
While expressing his attitude, he also took all matters upon his official duties.
He left no room for talk of favoritism, abuse of power, or even sycophancy.
It could be said that he grasped the Chinese art of language.
Usually, conversations with Second-generation rich like Wang Congcong would be like, 'Holy crap, you bastard,' 'No problem, we're brothers,' and so on.
Now, suddenly hearing such watertight officialese, Jiang Cheng felt a bit unaccustomed.
After a moment of surprise, Jiang Cheng calmly extended his hand and shook Du Wei's.
He began the commercial flattery: "The excellent management system of Modu City is inseparable from Secretary Du's guidance..."
Zhao Qiming, standing by, had his gaze fixed like nails on Du Wei and Jiang Cheng, especially on their tightly clasped hands.
This scene made his previously somewhat vague conjectures now become clearer and more certain.
When Du Wei first met Jiang Cheng, he initially only extended one hand politely.
At that time, Du Wei had a polite smile on his face, tinged with a hint of probing.
However, the moment Shen Chong loudly called out "Young Master," the situation dramatically changed.
Du Wei quickly withdrew his outstretched hand, and then, without hesitation, he firmly grasped Jiang Cheng's hand with both hands.
Moreover, judging by the force he applied, it seemed as if he was afraid Jiang Cheng would pull his hand away.
Looking at Jiang Cheng, he remained exceptionally calm throughout.
Facing Du Wei's enthusiastic, almost exaggerated, handshake, Jiang Cheng still steadily extended only one hand.
His expression consistently maintained an elusive calmness.
He neither appeared flattered by Du Wei's eagerness nor showed any arrogance or disdain, presenting a completely humble yet not subservient demeanor.
It is important to know that in daily social interactions, especially in such important and formal occasions.
Typically, if one party chooses to firmly grasp the other's hand with both hands.
Then there are usually only two possibilities.
Either they feel their status is lower than the other party's, and thus express humility in this way.
Or they harbor immense respect for the other party deep in their heart, to the extent that they need to convey this emotion with stronger body language.
Now, Du Wei's actions clearly placed himself in a relatively lower position.
For some reason, this scene made Zhao Qiming involuntarily recall news footage of Great Britain he had seen on television before.
In the news, those ministers, when shaking hands with the prince, also had faces full of humility, tightly clasping the prince's hand with both hands, in a respectful posture.
Although Jiang Cheng's attitude was much more amiable than those arrogant princes.
The scene before him and the image in his memory surprisingly had similar points, causing a ripple in Zhao Qiming's heart.