Kenny almost burst into tears when Jacob said yes.

He had been waiting for this for so long! Now that Jacob had agreed to return, he had truly saved his own hide!

He didn't even dare to hope for a promotion now—at this point, just keeping his place as the president of the Calligraphy and Painting Association was enough for him.

Hence, he shook Jacob's hand excitedly again, exclaiming emotionally, "That's great! Once you're back, we'll be fighting side-by-side once more. Trust me, I will find a way to promote you again!"

However, Jacob didn't trust him at all at this point, his tone neutral as he said, "That can wait for now."

Intent on posturing, he pointed at the grand, imposing front gates of Thompson First and sighed, "Oh, and I'm sure you can tell for now that with my family background and my age, there is no reason to work hard. I worked at the association because I like the job. That's why if I'm happy, I'll work. If I'm not, I won't. The position doesn't really matter to me