As Jacob spoke, Chairman Price's eyes shined, eagerly awaiting this moment when Jacob would express his desire to return. Chairman Price saw this as a crucial hurdle to overcome.
Regarding his own future, Chairman Price no longer dared to dream. He found contentment in retaining his position as the president of the Calligraphy and Painting Association.
With excitement, he grasped Jacob's hand and said emotionally, "This is fantastic, Jacob! Once you return, we can fight side by side once more. Don't worry, I will find opportunities and ways to help you advance in rank."
Jacob, having lost his trust in Chairman Price, responded nonchalantly, "Let's not discuss promotions for now."
He decided to boast a little, gesturing towards the grand entrance of the Thompson First residential area behind him, and sighed, "You know, judging from my family background and age, I don't need to exert much effort. The reason I chose to work at the Calligraphy and Painting Association is simply because I enjoy it..."
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