"Let's toast in advance to Chaoqun's smooth promotion after his training at the party school! Everyone, cheers!" Chaoqun's wife announced, raising her glass as the dinner was about to conclude.
The others all turned their gazes toward Zhang Youwen, seated at the head of the table. Seeing him nod and stand up, they all followed suit.
The three children glanced at each other and also stood up, holding their cups filled with juice.
"A clear mind is the foundation of governance, a straight path is the plan of life," Zhang Youwen declared solemnly, standing up to recite.
"The upright will eventually become pillars, and fine steel not made into hooks. Dad, don't worry, I'll remember that!" Chaoqun, seemingly reminded of something, had his eyes slightly reddened.
"Cheers!" Everyone brought their glasses together and shouted in unison.
Qingfan sat up straight, thinking to himself that a leader is truly a leader for his cultured way of speaking.
