Chapter 150
My Rich Wife
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Mr. Yang didnât feel awkward in the face of everyoneâs ridicule. He only said politely, âIâm not participating this time. Itâs Mr. Qin whoâs participating.â
After saying that, Mr. Yang looked at Qin Yu.
The group of old men couldnât help but laugh when they saw this.
âMr. Yang, is there no one else in Jiangcheng? You found a little kid to participate.â
âThatâs right. Alchemy is all about experience. What can a kid like him do?â
Mr. Yangâs expression was a little awkward, but he didnât say anything.
It was obvious that he was already used to everyoneâs ridicule.
âMr. Yang, itâs okay. These people arenât worth mentioning at all.â Qin Yu smiled and comforted him.
Although his voice wasnât loud, it reached everyoneâs ears.
This group of old men immediately flew into a rage and berated, âBrat, we are your elders after all. How dare you talk to your elders like this!?â
Qin Yu glanced at them, then said indifferently, âThere are always people who like to use their age to oppress others. Does being old mean youâre always right? Does being old give you the right to spout nonsense? If you have morals, I respect you. If you have no morals, Iâm sorry, but youâre nothing in my eyes.â
These words made everyone blush.
âFrom your words, I know that you donât have any real ability!â Someone snorted coldly.
Qin Yu sneered and said, âOld fart, right back at you.â
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âYou!â The few of them were so angry that their expressions turned ashen, but they had nothing to say.
âDonât lower yourself to their level,â Mr. Yang said to Qin Yu in a low voice.
Although that was the case, it was obvious that Mr. Yang felt extremely satisfied.
He had been ridiculed by these people for many years. Now that Qin Yu was able to help him fight back, how could Mr. Yang not be happy?
Then, Mr. Yang brought Qin Yu to find a place to sit down and wait for the people from the Chinese Medical Association to arrive.
Qin Yu looked around and couldnât help but frown.
This place was usually deserted, but the decorations were extremely luxurious. This made Qin Yu somewhat suspicious.
Was the decline of Chinese medicine related to these people?
âThese people are all here to amass money. They only care about profiting. How can they care about anything else?â Mr. Yang seemed to notice Qin Yuâs doubts and said from the side.
Qin Yu nodded slightly and couldnât help but sigh inside. The moral degeneration of the world was getting worse day by day.
The group of people waited for two whole hours, but the people from the Chinese Medical Association still didnât appear.
Qin Yu looked at his watch. It was already four oâclock in the afternoon.
âDidnât they say that the registration time starts at two oâclock? Theyâre already two hours late,â Qin Yu muttered.
Mr. Yang forced a smile and said, âGet used to it. These people are very arrogant.â
As he spoke, the door opened.
Then, a young man walk in from outside.
He reeked of alcohol and walked unsteadily. It was obvious that he had drunk too much.
When they saw this young man, the few old men hurriedly stood up and bowed. âMr. Zhong, youâre here.â
The young man who was called Mr. Zhong didnât pay any attention to them. He sauntered over to the sofa and sat down.
Then, he said with some annoyance, âThe form is on the table. Take it and fill it out yourselves.â
âAlright, Mr. Zhong!â The few old men eagerly took the form and began to fill it out.
Seeing this, Qin Yu couldnât help but sneer.
Mr. Zhong wasnât even as old as Qin Yu, but these old men were full of respect for him. They didnât care about his age at all. Such double standards.
âLetâs go get the form too,â Mr. Yang said to Qin Yu.
Qin Yu nodded. His original intention was to get hundred-year-old herbs, so he was too lazy to argue with these people.
After taking the form, Qin Yu quickly filled out his information and put it on the table.
âIs this enough?â Qin Yu asked Mr. Yang.
Mr. Yang nodded and said, âYes, letâs go.â
Qin Yu nodded and turned to leave.
Just as he reached the door, the door was opened.
Then, he saw Zhou Tong standing outside the door.
When he saw Zhou Tong, Qin Yu was stunned.
Zhou Tong stayed where he was as he sized up Qin Yu and sneered. âWhat are you doing here?â
Qin Yu opened his mouth, but before he could answer, Zhou Tong suddenly understood. âI know. Youâre here to participate in the Chinese Medicine Conference, right?â
âMr. Zhou, do you know Qin Yu?â Mr. Yang asked from the side.
Zhou Tong sneered. âI know him. Not only do I know him, but Iâve dealt with him before.â
Qin Yu frowned slightly and had a bad feeling.
As expected, Zhou Tong walked to the table, picked up Qin Yuâs application form, and glanced at it.
Then, he tore the form and threw it on the ground.
âIâm sorry, but youâre unqualified to participate in the Chinese Medicine Conference,â Zhou Tong said indifferently.
As soon as he said that, Mr. Yang immediately became anxious.
He quickly walked forward and said anxiously, âMr. Zhou, why is Qin Yu unqualified to participate? I submitted his information before, and everyone was very satisfied with his qualifications...â
Zhou Tong took a sip of tea and said indifferently, âItâs not for any reason. Itâs just because he offended me.â
His unabashed shameless attitude shocked Qin Yu somewhat.
Mr. Yangâs expression suddenly changed, and he stood there in confusion.
Zhou Tong walked in front of Qin Yu and sneered. âQin Yu, do you still remember what I told you? Sooner or later, you will have to beg me!â
After saying that, Zhou Tong put his hands behind his back and said proudly, âIf you beg me, I might be able to show mercy and let you participate in the Chinese Medical Conference.â
âBeg you?â Qin Yu raised his eyebrows. âWho do you think you are?â
Zhou Tongâs expression couldnât help but change. He sneered. âYouâre really stubborn! In that case, you can get lost. We donât welcome you in the Chinese Medical Conference!â
The few old men also shouted one after another, âServes him right! This kind of person shouldnât be allowed to participate!â
âHurry up and scram, little b*stard!â
Facing everyoneâs curses, Qin Yu remained silent.
Mr. Yang was extremely anxious. He hurriedly walked in front of Zhou Tong and said with a pleading tone, âMr. Zhou, what exactly is going on? Qin Yu is still young. Donât lower yourself to his level...â
âHehe, as long as he is willing to beg me, I can consider it. Itâs just that he isnât willing.â Zhou Tong sneered.
Mr. Yang was extremely anxious. He walked back to Qin Yuâs side and whispered, âWe have no choice but to do what they ask. Qin Yu, why donât you apologize to him...â
âApologize to him? Why should I apologize to a sh * thead?â Qin Yu sneered.
âYou heard him, right?â Zhou Tong sneered. âHurry up and get lost!â
Qin Yu snorted and turned to leave.
At this moment, Qin Yuâs phone suddenly rang.
He picked up the phone and saw that the caller was Yu Jing.
Qin Yu picked up the phone and said, âMr. Yu, whatâs wrong?â
On the other end, Yu Jing said with some excitement, âMr. Qin, do you still remember what the Deputy Chief said last time? He said that he could get you a spot to send you to the finals. Now, the spot has been given to you. Where are you? Iâll send it to you!â
When he heard this, Qin Yu immediately smiled.
He told Yu Jin the address and then hung up the phone.
Zhou Tong looked at Qin Yu coldly and said, âWhy? Have you thought it through?â
Qin Yu shook his head and said with a nonchalant smile, âIâm sorry, I donât need to ask you, because Iâm guaranteed a spot in the finals.â