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Chapter 186 The civet cat exchanges for the prince

"Xiao Xuan, where do you think I fall short compared to Du Heming?" Zhan Feipeng seemed annoyed and indignant.

Zuo Jinyue found a spot with a good vantage point. It was a bit far, but safe and she could 'hear' it. Jinyue once again thanked Tingnan in her heart. She had asked her to learn together back then, and this skill had really come in handy.

"Manager Zhan, why do you ask that? You're excellent in every way! Don't underestimate yourself; your work ability and character are both top-notch." This Gan Xiaoxuan is absolutely loyal.

Zhan Feipeng chuckled to himself, "Manager Zhan? Hehehe, you've got the wrong title. It's Deputy Manager Zhan. I'm the deputy!"

"Don't say that, Manager Zhan. You'll be getting rid of the title 'Deputy' soon." Gan Xiaoxuan didn't know why Manager Zhan was acting so strangely today, and the things he was being assigned were also... but he didn't think much of it and continued to comfort him.

"Ha, but he's about to be promoted to bank manager. I even got here before him. Shouldn't it be my turn by now? Why should I be promoted?"

"Manager Zhan, you have done a great job. I suspect that this promotion is probably due to the State Council issue from last time."

"Oh? But I completed the task too, just a little later than him."

"Yes, but who knows what the higher-ups are thinking? Maybe they're having a hard time deciding between the two of you, and they're just comparing it to that time!"

"Comparison?" Zhan Feipeng fell silent. He recalled the conversation in the next private room at the restaurant yesterday: "Comparison is what motivates you; opportunities are for those who are prepared," "Solutions are found by people; even the best can make mistakes! Like your family members..."

"Manager Zhan, what are you thinking about?"

"Xiao Xuan, you went to get these things, did you mean your surname is 'Du'?"

"Yes, Manager Zhan, as you said, you're going to give it to Du Hongxue, right? His son should be turning one year old soon. Why don't you want them to know?"

"It's a gift for him. We didn't have much contact before, and now that he's a competitor of his father, it's even less advisable for us to get too close. I'll take the gift; you can go back to work first. Put it in Du Hongxue's cabinet for me tomorrow. Remember, don't say it's a gift from me; they bought it themselves."

"Okay, Manager Zhan, I'll be going now."

"Okay, Xiao Xuan, I'll leave it to you tomorrow."

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When they got home that evening, everyone was confused after piecing together the information—Zhan Feipeng went through all that trouble just to give Pin Yu a gift? He was so resentful before giving the gift, was he planning to bide his time?

Everyone was lost in their own thoughts when Du Hongxue turned his gaze to Du Pinyu. He had been so busy these past two days that he hadn't had the heart to "wean" his baby, which had been exhausting for his little Yue.

This kid is always tormenting his wife. I watched him chew on the teething toy for a while, then throw it into the empty jar, and then go grab it again. Now his hands, clothes, and pants are all sticky, and he'll have to do a thorough cleaning later. I really want to punch him.

"Ah!" Du Hongxue suddenly screamed, "I've got it!"

Li Yan slapped him on the back, "You brat, what are you yelling about? You scared Pin Yu!"

Du Hongxue glanced at his son, who was sitting there looking adorable. He stopped crying and ignored him. "Mom! Dad, I know. Zhan Feipeng is definitely a wolf in sheep's clothing—he has no good intentions. He doesn't think much of me and believes I only got in because of you. He would never send clothes to my son, and he went to all this trouble."

"Oh? Then tell me, what does he want to do?"

"The civet cat is replaced by the prince!"

"What? Explain yourself clearly, you brat." Li Yan was too lazy to think and slapped him again.

"Mom, be gentle! Look at Pinyu's hand, it's an empty jar!"

"Ah, you mean..."

Du Heming had also thought of that, but he shook his head. "Really? Zhan Feipeng shouldn't be that kind of person, right? Besides, this would require a significant investment."

"Right? We should know tomorrow. But Mom, I'll have to trouble you to go to that baby store and buy another can of these teething biscuits. We're familiar with them, and we might need them tomorrow."

"Hongzhi, what do you want to...?"