The Second Thousand Five Hundred and Eighty-Seventh Chapter Is Too Much

Lin Shufang also sank her face. She has always been proud of her son. This old lady said she was nothing, but she actually mocked her son for being unpromising. Hmph, her son is a thousand times more valuable than Xiaojie's father!

But Ye Qingqing reacted faster than her.

"Old lady, it's boring to say that. It's great to have a doctor. I don't think people who raise a post-doctor are as shy as you, and what's wrong with high school students? My husband is a self-made big boss, and he manages it. With tens of thousands of employees, how many people does your son manage?"

Ye Qingqing stepped forward and stopped the old lady Theory.

Dare to mock her man, it must be made clear.

There were more people watching, all of them were residents of the community, and many of them were Lu Mo's business partners. Of course, the business was not as big as Lu Mo's, so when he saw that Mrs. Lu was arguing with someone, he immediately became energetic.

"Yes, Mr. Lu is one of the top ten outstanding young people in our city, old lady, isn't your son?"

"Mr. Lu's company is a big taxpayer in our city, old lady, how much tax does your son pay in a year?"

"By the way, which company does your son work for? What kind of business does he do? How much does he earn a month?"

"I see. This old lady and son seem to be a foreign-funded enterprise that produces car brakes. What is the name of Lift (made up), it is run by people from the island country."

Everyone was chattering, and without Ye Qingqing speaking at all, the old lady was silenced and her face flushed red.

"Lift, I know that company, and the treatment of foreign-funded companies is really good, but it depends on which country it is. The companies in Europe are good, and companies from island countries are not easy to get along with, and the wages are not good. It will be great, old lady, what level is your son?"

There was a middle-aged man with a pot belly, who spoke slowly but sarcastically, making the old lady run so hard that she couldn't even speak, she just wanted to find a way to get in.

Ye Qingqing was amused. She really thought that her son was the best in the world. He was just a doctor. Xiaojie's mother, a postdoctoral fellow, was still polite and courteous, not like this old lady.

"Old lady, do you know what our community is called in Pingjiang? This is an elite community. Which one can live in is not an elite? Your son is a mere doctor, so don't be too embarrassed. If you find any one here, it's better than you. The doctor's son is excellent."

Ye Qingqing spoke ruthlessly, and continued to run: "My husband really only has a high school education, but ability and education are not directly proportional.

Although my husband's Huanyu Pharmaceutical is not top-notch, it is also well-known in the industry. It is thousands of times better than your son who is still working for foreigners. If you think about it in the future, it is better to go back to your hometown and show off. In the community, Your showing off will only embarrass your son. "

Everyone gasped, Huanyu Pharmaceutical, how could it be a little famous, the boss of this company is on the Forbes list.

The net worth is at least tens of billions, and the old lady's doctor's son is not even qualified to carry shoes for others.

The old lady didn't know about Huanyu Pharmaceutical, but she wasn't stupid. Just looking at everyone's reaction, she knew that the high school student she looked down on was a great character. She was kicked hard.

"Mom, what are you doing? Go home quickly!"

A middle-aged man with a short stature came over. It was Xiaojie's father. Xiaojie was very clever. Seeing that something was wrong, he just ran back to find his father who was sleeping late.

Xiaojie's mother looked at her husband coldly, pointed at the old lady, and said, "Ask your good mother to see what good things she has done. Today, we have lost all face of our family!"