Jiang Yao didn't know why she was so angry this time. He frowned and tried to reason with her: "Mr. Huang just quit the overseas medical association and did not hinder you behind your back as you said on Weibo. You
The meaning of the Weibo post is that Mr. Huang is targeting you behind your back..."
"He is Qiao Nian's teacher. How do I know if he is deliberately targeting me behind my back? It's not like he can't do anything to protect Qiao Nian." Jiang Xianrou interrupted him before he could finish.
After finishing speaking, she seemed not to want to talk to Jiang Yao anymore. She walked to the dressing table, picked up the hair dryer and wanted to dry her hair. She said in a cold tone, "Brother, I'm going to dry my hair."
Jiang Yaoju was unable to do anything to her where he was.
But Jiang Xianrou refused to listen. There was no way he could take away Jiang Xianrou’s phone and forcefully delete her Weibo.
But this time Jiang Xianrou went too far by directly involving the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Qingdao University and Mr. Huang.
After all, Mr. Huang and the others didn't do anything, they just withdrew from the Overseas Medical Association.
I was originally a member of the Overseas Medical Association, and I was free to stay in the association or withdraw from the association. When Jiang Xianrou posted on Weibo, my personal choice suddenly turned into deliberately targeting outstanding juniors. This somewhat ruined my reputation...
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Mr. Huang is the Taishan Beidou of traditional Chinese medicine. He has made many contributions to domestic medicine throughout his life.
Such people deserve respect from younger generations.
He didn't want Jiang Xianrou to have even the most basic respect for such an older generation of medical scientists!
"Xianrou..." Jiang Yao thought this way, but he hesitated and called Jiang Xianrou, wanting to have a good talk with her again and ask her to delete her Weibo.
Jiang Xianrou ignored it and blew her hair as if she didn't hear it.
The phone she put on the table lit up midway through. Jiang Xianrou looked down and saw that it was still Jiang Li's message, but it was WeChat.
She could see a line of small words on the screen without clicking on it.
[Jiang Li: Let me advise you again, delete your Weibo as soon as possible! 】
[Jiang Li: If you delete your Weibo, Qiao Nian will let you go for the sake of the family. Don’t make the matter so serious that no one can help you.]
Jiang Xianrou's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and when she saw those two WeChat messages, she just felt ridiculous.
She didn't even bother to go back.
His eyes were full of undisguised contempt.
If she doesn't delete Weibo, what can Qiao Nian do to her?
She didn't believe that Qiao Nian could still rush to the door and cause trouble for her like a little gangster!
Jiang Xianrou sneered a little. Even if Qiao Nian could do such a gangster thing, she was not afraid. At worst, it would make the matter even bigger. Anyway, public opinion was on her side now. What she wanted was to completely destroy Qiao Nian and the whole country.
Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
This is still the first step.
In the future, she will climb higher step by step, walk more steadily, and trample under her feet all those who once looked down on her.
Jiang Xianrou dried her hair and put down the hair dryer. At this moment, her phone lit up again.
This time it’s not WeChat.
Someone called.
It was no one else who called her.
Zhang Yang.
She looked at Zhang Yang's name on the caller ID ridiculously, and hung up without even answering the call, not giving the other party a chance to find her to intercede for Qiao Nian.
While I was free, I opened Weibo and edited another Weibo post to post.
[Jiang Xianrou V: There is no need for you to contact me privately. I still have the same attitude. If you have anything to say on the table, thank you.]