Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Chapter 943: If you lose the game, you lose the game, no matter how shameless you are

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But neither Mr. Huang, Nie Mi nor Ye Maoshan were interested in participating in the activities of the young people. They were all older people, and preferred to find a quiet place to drink tea and chat quietly rather than attending the celebratory banquet downstairs.

No one had ever thought about this before Qiao Nian won first place in the medical competition.

Not to mention people like Nie Mi who only believed that winning was the only thing that mattered. Even Huang Lao and Ye Maoshan had never thought that Qiao Nian could get the first place.

Qiao Nian won first place, and the three of them were in a good mood. Besides, since they had all been in the Beijing circle for a lifetime, they knew each other to some extent, so they chatted for a while in the lounge upstairs.

The atmosphere of the chat was originally good, and the topic basically revolved around Qiao Nian.

Who knew that Mr. Huang received a phone call in the middle of the conversation, and his face looked unhappy when he turned around. He then called Qiao Nian in front of the two of them.

Seeing him hang up the phone, Nie Mi couldn't hold back his anger, put down his teacup first, and asked, "What's wrong? Did something happen?"

They were all smart people among smart people. Mr. Huang did not intend to hide anything from the two of them. He raised his eyes and explained the situation to them directly.

"It's not a big deal. Qiao Nian posted a status on Instagram, taking screenshots of the results of the medical competition, but only took screenshots of her and Qi Lanyin's rankings. Someone just called me and said that the overseas medical side also responded on Instagram."

"Qi Lanyin?" Nie Mi frowned and asked him irritably.

"No." Huang Lao shook his head, looked at him and Ye Maoshan, and said softly with a calm face: "It's Karoska."

"… "

"Master Carlo posted an INS. He didn't mention Qiao Nian directly, but he posted papers that Qi Lanyin published in international journals and websites. He basically said that this competition was just an accident and Qi Lanyin just didn't perform well."

Mr. Huang always spoke in a straightforward tone, and one could not tell his inner emotions when listening to him speak, but Nie Mi was a man of character, and as soon as she saw his darkened eyes, she knew that he was also annoyed by the group of overseas medical practitioners.

He sneered and said in a rather disdainful tone: "Karoska is a master in the medical field after all, how can he be so uncultured? If you lose, you lose. You can't just stand up and take a beating. Why do you have to say that you didn't perform well? Who will judge your performance in a competition? According to what they say in overseas medicine, we can also say that we didn't perform well in the past three years!"

Except for this year when Qiao Nian crushed Qi Lanyin as a dark horse, overseas medicine won the first place in the competition in the previous three years.

Both Qi Lanyin and her teacher Master Carlo have frequently ridiculed domestic medicine in media interviews and on social media platforms, but they cannot afford to lose this time.

"What did Nian Nian say? Has she published any papers?"

Just now, Mr. Huang did not avoid them when he made a phone call. They heard everything he said to Qiao Nian clearly, and they heard him ask Qiao Nian whether she had published a paper on the academic website.

Nie Mi was quite irritable. He picked up the teacup and put it down heavily because he was not in the mood to drink tea. The bottom of the cup hit the table with a crisp sound. He was straightforward and impulsive. He did not have the airs of a master and spoke directly: "Qiao Nian is only a freshman, and Qi Lanyin is a senior. They lost the game, but they have to compare who has written an academic paper. How shameless!"

Ye Maoshan, who was sitting on the side, didn't say anything, his face sank slightly, and the housekeeper beside him could see that he was in a bad mood. He put down his teacup, picked up his phone with one hand, and asked Mr. Huang: "Did Nian Nian tell you whether she has published a paper?"

(End of this chapter)