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Five years have passed since the incident, and Huang Lao's attitude is still so sharp. +++The latest Danmei novel ranking: www.readwn.com

She felt more hopeful.

The more bitter Huang Lao is, the more it shows that he has been worried about this matter, and is not relieved. She asked her father, knowing that Huang Lao was invited to join the project team, Huang Lao immediately agreed without caring about the income. In terms of developing new products, he and his father had some ideas that coincided with each other, which should have given him a high level of trust, but was ultimately disappointed.

Now that she is so mean to Baoli, the knot in her heart has not been solved.

Jiang Dai's mentality was too stable. Not only did she show no signs of frustration, she actually rode two laps.

Approaching noon, the temperature gradually increased.

Bai Zhi is tired: "Dai Dai, do we want to withdraw it, it's too hot."

Jiang Dai has good eyesight. Although she was riding a horse far away, she actually kept staring at Huang Lao's movements.

Bai Zhi belonged to the type that couldn't see clearly in the distance even with contact lenses. She thought Jiang Dai was so relaxed, maybe she thought of other ideas, and had already given up on Huang Lao's difficult old bone.

Jiang Dai pulled the reins, "Go, I'm hungry too, let's go have lunch."

Baizhi thought that Jiang Dai was going to treat her to a big meal, but Jiang Dai took her to the rest area in front of the racecourse. There was a restaurant in the rest area. There was usually no meals. Most of the guests drank coffee and drinks. It happened to be a restaurant. It was full of enthusiasm, many people ordered meals, and various dishes.

Bai Zhi cried: "Let's eat here, are you sure?"

Jiang Dai smiled unpredictably: "Of course, I ordered fish head with chopped pepper and pickled frog. I especially want spicy food today."

Baizhi also likes spicy food, but never thought that he would eat these in the restaurant of the racecourse...

"My God, is this really a racecourse?"

Jiang Dai was made to laugh by her.

Of course, this is a racecourse, but it is not a high-end place that Baizhi and the others would go to. It is a relatively civilian place. In fact, all the facilities are complete, and the dishes smell good.

Baizhi didn't eat much for breakfast, and riding horses consumed a lot of money. I was really hungry at the moment, and soon ate fish and rice with rice, which perfectly performed the story of the real fragrance.

"Dai Dai, this frog tastes too good! Especially this sour radish, ah, ah, I'm dead."

"The chopped pepper fish head is too authentic. I really want to invite the chef home. If such a powerful chef stays in the back kitchen of such a humble racecourse, it would be too shameful."

Jiang Dai looked at her speechlessly: "If you eat fish, stop talking, be careful."

...

Jiang Dai seemed to be eating seriously, but most of her thoughts were always ready.

She soon proved that she had won the bet.

Mr. Huang sat at a table with a few students, ate very quietly, and occasionally chatted a few academic-related topics.

After a while, about seven or eight men walked into the restaurant, obviously headed by a middle-aged man in the middle, and everyone nearby was flattering and boasting.

Jiang Dai saw Zhang He at a glance.

Zhang He's riding uniform is also six-figure. It is not difficult to guess what the purpose of coming to such a civilian racecourse is.

The middle-aged man who was surrounded should be the professor surnamed Zhen.

Jiang Dai and Baizhi sat in the corner, Zhang He didn't look in this direction at all.

But Baizhi soon discovered that Jiang Dai had been squinting over there with her left light.

She looked suspiciously for a while, and the one who seemed to be around thirty-five years old was the one who was slightly visible among those people.

Bai Zhi’s children’s gossip sense has always been keen: "Dai Dai, would you not be interested in the man in the black (color) vest? It seems that he is a little older, a lot older than Huo Rongshen...you This taste is getting heavier. But the one who seems to have good taste, riding clothes is the most popular brand."

Jiang Daibai glanced at her, her voice lowered: "That's Zhang He."

Baizhi's eyes are brighter: "So you have known each other a long time ago, so don't you know me soon!"

"...Zhang He, the founder of Yali Group."

Baizhi was stunned for ten seconds, and his face darkened: "Grass, it turned out to be that bitch! The scum, he looks very disgusting, and it's greasy. It's not a good thing at first sight."

"..."

After Zhen Lao and his party appeared, the atmosphere of the racecourse restaurant became a bit subtle.

Those people looked like scholars, and Jiang Dai had already known the old grudges between Zhen Lao and Huang Lao. These two were colleagues from the University of Chinese Medicine. They had a deep intersection, and they were good friends.

It's just that as the times have changed, so have people, and eventually parted ways.

Huang Lao is obviously the kind who is obsessed with academics. Although he also does projects for commercial companies, his essential purpose is to develop practical drug products.

He also used private funds to open a Chinese medicine museum, and the charges are much lower than ordinary Chinese medicine museums. Medical insurance can be used, which is very favorable for ordinary people. For marginalized patients without medical insurance, he even paid out of his own pocket for subsidies. .

These are all good deeds that can be reported, but Huang Lao dislikes these propaganda the least and has been acting in a low-key manner.

Without publicity and government support, the Chinese medicine clinic he opened was quickly squeezed out.

There are rules in any industry, and the Chinese Medicine Museum is no exception. Its prices are low. Many drugs are basically at cost prices. They also take care of the poor. This is a big blow to the Chinese Medicine Museum in this city and even the surrounding cities.

Huang Lao was jointly squeezed out by others. In addition, he had other jobs and limited energy. The Chinese Medicine Museum has been closed for two or three years.

And this old friend Zhen Lao is completely the opposite.

Zhen Lao was also a very ordinary teacher when he was young. He taught hard and did academic research.

Later, commercialization became more and more popular. He began to cooperate with various medical institutions and made huge profits. Recently, he published a paper in an academic journal and won an award.

The promotion of him to the honorary dean of the University of Chinese Medicine is a combination of fame and fortune.

The two tables are clearly adjacent tables. At first, Mr. Zhen always pretended not to see Mr. Huang. After a long time, Mr. Zhen suddenly raised his head with a very meaningful tone: "Isn't this old Huang, take the students to ride a horse?"

Huang Lao was silent.

Another person laughed and said, "Old Huang sits over and eats together. There are many people and many dishes. You students are poor enough. Ask the professor to order just a few dishes."

A student of Huang Lao couldn't help himself, and said solemnly, "Professor Li said carefully, it was the teacher who invited us to dinner."

Mr. Zhen's tone was even worse, and he sneered: "Oh, people who are already in their seventies and are still taking graduate students, Lao Huang, you always don't like to hear these things. Now when you take graduate students, you are all for graduate students. Work for yourself and work for nothing. It’s good for you to have a son.

Huang Lao's face was very stiff, but he never said a word. Jiang Dai guessed that such a similar old colleague's ridicule, it must be a long time.

The students were not so calm, as if they were about to break out.

But Mr Huang was silently pressed down.

Jiang Dai became more and more sure that except for Zhang He, the table should be all colleagues from Huanglao University of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Because they are all professors or teachers at the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and the students have not graduated yet, if they offend these people, it may have an adverse effect on them. It can be seen that Mr. Huang treats the students well and the students respect him very much.

As for Zhang He...80% came to give money to Mr. Zhen.

Mr. Zhen is now well-known in the Chinese medicine circle, and is almost hailed as the country's best Chinese medicine expert.

If Zhang He bought him and asked him to speak out to prove that Yali's products were developed in cooperation with him, then a large number of consumers, and even various media, would probably be on Yali's side.

Old Huang's silence only exchanged for the humiliation of the other party.

"Old Huang, your salary is only six or seven thousand a month when you re-employed. In a place like Yanjing, six or seven thousand can't even pay a rent. Why are you saying this? Come to work in my company, I will give you 20,000 yuan."

"Yeah, Professor Huang, you don’t know it yet. Dean Zhen opened a pharmaceutical company by himself and plans to go public in two years. Even if you are older, you can’t do any hard research. It’s a big deal to take care of the pharmacy. You can count the medicinal materials, right?"

Jiang Dai was angry from her heart, and a fire was about to burn from her stomach to her throat.

All her plans today are for Baoli, and her purpose is to win over Huang Lao, including investigating Huang Lao's opponent Zhen Lao, all of them are acting according to plan.

But she didn't expect that she was really angry.

Although she doesn't have much social experience, she can fully imagine how difficult it is for a person like Huang Lao to take every step in this materialistic society. It must be difficult and ridiculed.

He is stubborn and old-fashioned, but this society always has to have such a role (color), if even Huang Lao is reduced to a businessman who is self-interested and disregards the bottom line, those critically ill patients who look down on illness and cannot afford Chinese medicine really don’t have it. I hope.

Jiang Dai stood up and strode over, stroking her palms and laughing: "It's so wonderful, President Zhen, right? She is the first person in Yanjing Traditional Chinese Medicine, and she deserves her reputation."

Such a young and beautiful girl suddenly appeared among a group of men and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Even Professor Zhen looked at her more: "Are you...?"

Only Zhang He changed his face (color) and his eyes were dull.

Jiang Dai smiled brightly (yanyan): "After seeing your face, I understand why the research of Chinese medicine has stalled in recent years. You changed your career to become a businessman and named Li. This is nothing wrong with it. But there is something in this world. A kind of businessman is dirty-trampling on the noble character for his own benefit, this is the scum of the business world."

The atmosphere of the restaurant suddenly solidified, and the seven or eight men at Professor Zhen's table looked at each other.

Recently, Mr. Zhen just won an award. There are too many people who come to give benefits and ask for help. They subconsciously think that this beautiful girl must have a similar purpose.

Jiang Dai continued: "There are at least 50 or 60 critically ill patients treated by Huang Lao in the TCM Clinic. Yes, I know that people with too high moral standards like him are regarded as aliens in today's society. But most of them Everyone has a face, knowing that even if you can't do it, you shouldn't ridicule.

You old people are all shameless nasty things (colors), who regard cheapness as a habit and subordinate as their duty. People like you should feel disgusting. Can't you smell the smell of copper on your body? "

As soon as Jiang Dai's voice fell, the men at this table frowned. Look at me and I look at you, and immediately covered his nose.

It really smelled of copper, no, it was much worse than copper.

Old Zhen's face (color) is very ugly, but this is a public place after all, and he (touching Mo) doesn't know what Jiang Dai is. In case it is a reporter's unannounced visit, it will be over. If it is too wrong, it is safer to keep silent. .

Other colleagues around him were also scolded.

Having lived for most of my life, how can I be scolded by such a college girl who looks like a college student?

It's just that Jiang Dai's temperament can be seen whether it is rich or noble. Even Zhen Lao dare not speak out, and they dare not act rashly.

Only Zhang He knew Jiang Dai and immediately guessed Jiang Dai's purpose.

He stood up and approached Jiang Dai: "Ms. Jiang, why is this? In order to please Huang Lao, you will not hesitate to offend all the powerful professors in the Chinese medicine circle. After all, your Baoli made a fortune with Chinese medicine cosmetics. This is not worth the loss."

Jiang Dai wrinkled her nose with no expression on her face: "You stay away from me, you feel flustered."

Zhang He has no face in public, and his attitude is even worse: "Why are you, a well-known name is too improper, and you have to take over a broken company that will cool down sooner or later. In order to please an old man with such a good-looking dress, I will tell you the truth. Wearing a horse-riding outfit is really beautiful, but have you ever wondered... How old is Huang, is he okay?"

Mr. Huang, who had been silent all the time, stood up and said sternly: "Zhang He, you'd better keep your mouth clean. If you say this, Miss Jiang can call the police."

Jiang Dai gave Huang Lao a soothing look, then turned her head and smiled at Zhang He: "Zhang Dong, do you look down on women? I think you are also very beautifully dressed, right? , But have you ever thought about Mr. Zhen... Is he interested in men?"

As expected, Zhang He's face turned blue, and she never expected Jiang Dai to be so neat.

He snorted, pretending not to be annoyed: "Okay, Jiang Dai, the reaction is fast. You are so powerful, dare you dare to race with me? If you win, I will take back what I said and apologize in front of everyone. ."

Huang Lao wanted to stop.

Old Huang's students also stood up to persuade:

"Miss Jiang, forget it, don't get angry with such people."

"Yes, Miss Jiang, it's not necessary. The temperature is too high at noon. Be careful of heat stroke."

Jiang Dai calmly said: "Okay, I just happened to play a round with you before I had fun today. If you lose, you don't need to apologize to me. As long as I fell off and broke my bones, I would be very satisfied."

...

The people on Huang Lao's side have changed their opinions on Jiang Dai and want to stop her, but they are really unfamiliar.

Bai Zhi chased up and bit Jiang Dai's ear at the place where the horse was selected: "You take a moment, that Zhang He looks like a villain at first glance, what if he calculates what you do."

Jiang Dai pinched her best friend's face: "Zhizhi, come out with an umbrella, don't get tanned."

The trainer chose two horses: "Both of them are fierce horses. They run very fiercely, but they have a higher risk factor. Ladies are generally not recommended to ride them. If they are not strong enough, it will be easy to take off the reins."

Jiang Dai stepped forward (touching Mo) (touching Mo) the horse's head.

She has experience riding horses, and she can see that this horse is indeed violent, and may even have been taught not long ago, a little frightened and a little angry.

Jiang Dai began to feed the horse: "It doesn't matter, I want this one."

Zhang He over there has already got on his horse and started to find feelings.

He got on the horse at a high altitude and became more conceited: "Miss Jiang, it's not that I look down on women. You should choose a gentle one. If you can't hold the reins and fall, your face is on the ground...Tsk, you eat with your face. of."

Jiang Dai has no waves on her face: "Zhang Dong is not afraid of breaking it when he eats on the third leg. What am I afraid of?"

Bai Zhi did not dare to leave, and kept persuading Jiang Dai.

Although Jiang Dai can ride a horse, she was once thrown by a fierce horse, and then she was afraid of it.

"Dai Dai, why don't we (gan gan) compare with him, Huang Lao obviously has a good impression of you, there is no need to fight like this."

"I am not for Huang Lao, but want to see Zhang He break his leg."

Bai Zhi was chattering endlessly, her eyes flickered, her eyes widened, her mouth was so long that she could stuff an egg: "Huo...Mr. Huo, why are you here?!"

Jiang Dai was establishing a friendship with Lie Ma, was busy feeding and talking, and suddenly saw Huo Rongshen.

She also cursed in her heart. This dog's ex-husband would really pick time and delay things.

Huo Rongshen twisted her wrist without saying a word: "Don't be fooling around, you know what your situation is, can you be angry about this? Do you think it's worth it to be angry?!"

Jiang Dai looked at Zhang He had already arrived at the preparation place, she was anxious and shook his hand vigorously.

"Don't bother me, stay away."

...

At the beginning of the game, Zhang He started very fiercely, throwing out Jiang Dai a lot.

Jiang Dai didn't rush, speeding up gradually, getting more and more fierce, and the cooperation with Lie Ma seemed to become more and more tacit.

Look at the horse trainer.

"Niu, girl, this horse is the strongest in our place. No one can control it except our old horse trainers."

The melon-eating crowd saw Jiang Dai surpass Zhang He, and someone shouted: "Zhang He, you are too weak, even a little girl!"

Zhang He angrily attacked his heart and slammed Ma San's whip in the sprint.

Lie Ma made a long cry, and suddenly lost control of its front hoofs and fell to the ground. Zhang He was thrown out and let out a wailing——

Jiang Dai won beautifully and rushed to the finish line. After dismounting, she rubbed the horse's head. The corners of her lips couldn't hide her smile: "It's so good, isn't your name Abai? I will come to you when I have time. play."

Baizhi watched the racecourse become chaotic. Someone hit 120 to send away Zhang He, who could not move his broken leg.

There are emergency personnel on the racecourse and I want to show him the injury first.

Zhang He didn't let people stumble. As soon as they (touching Mo) him, he screamed.

Baizhi laughed and her stomach hurts: "Dai Dai, your mouth is poisonous, he is so miserable, he screamed like he was screaming, clams clams."