The Male Main’s Uncle Is Openly Obsessed With Me

"A group of old **** who only know that they are in various associations and are waiting to die! When they are busy on weekdays, they don't see a fart. At this time, they are busy jumping out, as if someone else has planed their ancestral grave!"

Ye Qi was trembling with anger, he waited too long for this day.

Finally, I saw some hope, but these guys were stunned by these guys. Ye Qiliang now swallowed their hearts.

Ye Qiliang wasn't the only one who was angry, even if the purpose of going to A auditorium was not so simple.

Most people are more just curious about what Chinese pharmacy that Ye Qiliang has admired for most of his life looks like.

But after nearly a year of online learning, many people have been attracted by this subject and really like it.

For these people, this move by the Pharmaceutical Association is tantamount to plucking hair from a tiger's mouth!

"Isn't it? Look at this weird yin and yang, why haven't you noticed that these people's mouths are so cheap before?"

"I haven't touched it a few times before, but on the surface it looks like a dog. I didn't expect that the character is so low, and I can still talk nonsense about obvious things."

"Did you find out? These guys are not a good thing. Do you remember the pharmacy exchange meeting five years ago? At that time, I saw with my own eyes these people deliberately bullying the young people who attended the meeting. One or two also... ahem, I harassed the young girl in the hotel at the time."

"There is such a thing!" The dozens of people present were shocked.

"Why didn't you tell us?"

The old man, who was yelled by the crowd, touched his nose with a guilty conscience, and immediately snorted, annoyed: "Would you believe me after I said it? I also found it by accident at that time, and there was no video equipment in hand. With my mouth, who would believe me?"

The talking old man has a very hot temper, and he is alone, and he is not very close to other people.

Even if he knew that he didn't have any bad thoughts, he did have some real talents, and he still couldn't get close after all.

In addition to the necessary research work time, I rarely see each other.

This kind of friendship, you really can't expect the other party to report everything to yourself, and just like he said, even if he says it, will they really believe it?

The person who originally accused him suddenly closed his mouth in an inexplicable guilty conscience.

It took a while for someone to speak again, talking about these people who seemed to have met for the first time.

"Although I have only met a few times, I really don't like these people, but I didn't expect them to have such a bottom line in private."

After all, they are old foxes who have lived for most of their lives. People's eyes are still very accurate.

Just for someone who doesn't understand, no matter how they will hold a conservative estimate of a person's character, but forget that human nature is far more complicated than they thought!

"This is too much. As a senior, even if you don't help the younger generation with talents, you can still suppress it. Do you really think that the academic world is theirs?"

"Also harassing girls!" A female professor in her sixties flushed with anger, "Such a scumbag is actually a local person with us. The pharmacy industry is only because of the reputation of people like them outside. That's so bad. How on earth did these people with bad morals become so personal as they are now, and no one fixes them?"

"It's because of profiting and welcoming that I can climb to where I am today. Didn't you see what they posted?"