Married to the army by mistake, abstinent boss becomes addicted to pampering his wife

Chapter 211 Slap in the face
"No wonder he walks with his eyes practically on the top of his head, turns out he's got connections!"

As Fan Qiuyun's companions began to mock her, the people around them couldn't help but whisper among themselves.

Seeing this, Qian Ling couldn't help but feel anxious for Jiang Moli.

"Stop talking nonsense, Comrade Jiang did it based on her abilities..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Moli pulled him behind her.

Facing the questioning and disdainful gazes around her, Jiang Moli grinned and said, "Okay, I'm coming clean, I'm not pretending anymore, Comrade Fan is right..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the people around him immediately erupted in uproar.

"My God, this is really a case of connections!"

“We all studied for years and went through layers of selection to get in, but she just got in easily by using connections. It’s so unfair!”

"that is!"

"Disdain value +12, 120000 yuan credited."

Hearing the ever-increasing level of dislike, Jiang Moli almost burst out laughing.

It was definitely worth joining this performing arts troupe!
Fan Qiuyun sneered, "So you admit you're a nepotism hire?"

Jiang Moli smiled and put her arm around the other person's shoulder, "If you dare to say it, why shouldn't I admit it? I got in here because of your connections, because you opened the back door for me."

Upon hearing this, the way people around Fan Qiuyun looked at her immediately changed.

Fan Qiuyun angrily shoved her away, her eyes wide with fury: "Stop talking nonsense! What does your joining the cultural troupe have to do with me?!"

Jiang Moli's smile faded slightly. "Yeah, what's it to you? Did you eat shit for breakfast? Otherwise, why are you spewing filth as soon as you open your mouth?"

"He looks like a human being, but does things that are worse than those of pigs and dogs."

"Why learn any of the eighteen weapons? Why choose to learn something cheap? You might as well change your name to Fan Jian (Fan the Cheap)."

Fan Qiuyun's head was buzzing from the scolding. "You, you..."

"What do you mean, 'you'? You can't even speak properly, yet you try to spread rumors and cause trouble. You should go eat shit; that's your specialty."

Everyone around was shocked by Jiang Moli's all-out effort.

That guy's got a really sharp tongue.

"They say I'm a crony? Come on, tell everyone, whose connections did I use? Or if you think it's none of their business, let's go to the disciplinary inspection department?"

Fan Qiuyun was startled.

If someone is brought before the disciplinary inspection commission, they need to provide evidence; otherwise, it's considered a false accusation.

"I... I have other things to do, I can't be bothered to talk to you!"

As he said that, he was about to leave.

Jiang Moli wasn't about to let him leave so easily. She grabbed him by the collar and dragged him back, a half-smile on her face. "Has no one taught you that you should admit your mistakes and stand up straight when you're about to be beaten? Are you going to apologize first, or should I beat you up first and then apologize?"

If she were to apologize in front of so many people and admit to spreading rumors and causing trouble, would she still be able to live a respectable life in the performing arts troupe?
Fan Qiuyun's face flushed crimson. "If you weren't a relative, then why were you able to get into the regiment even after the recruitment process was over?"

"If you don't know something, don't just blurt it out, understand?"

Whispers arose from all around:

"So she knew nothing at all, yet she insisted that the other person was a relative. What kind of person is she!"

"Exactly, I almost fell for her trick. She's so unethical!"

"Hurry up and apologize to them!"

Fan Qiuyun's slander and defamation of Jiang Moli all backfired on her!

Forced by circumstances, she had no choice but to apologize to Jiang Moli, "I'm sorry!"

"Sorry for what? Speak louder and say it clearly."

Fan Qiuyun gritted her teeth: "Don't push your luck!"

Jiang Moli smiled, "You're too kind. I'm just teaching you a lesson. Hurry up, you don't want the leaders to come over, do you?" Fan Qiuyun had no choice but to loudly apologize as Jiang Moli demanded.

As Qian Ling left the dance troupe building, she was filled with utter admiration for Jiang Moli.

If she were in this situation today, she would probably be unable to defend herself.

Jiang Moli not only cleared up Fan Qiuyun's name with a few words, but also forced Fan Qiuyun to admit her mistake and apologize on the spot.

That's really amazing!

"Comrade Jiang, you should not offend Fan Qiuyun too much in the future."

Hearing Qian Ling say this, Jiang Moli became interested. "What, does she have a powerful background?"

Qian Ling nodded. "She is a key member of the song and dance troupe. Deputy Director Yang appreciates her a lot. The previous dance team leader was injured and on leave, and she is now the acting leader. Everyone is saying that she is very likely to be promoted to the permanent position. Anyway, she has a lot of influence in the cultural troupe."

Jiang Moli understood.

Seeing the worry on Qian Ling's round face, she smiled and said, "Don't worry, don't be afraid. My man is a battalion commander with hundreds of soldiers under his command. If anyone dares to bully me, he'll just shoot them with a gun."

Qian Ling was stunned.

Its two originally round eyes widened even more, and paired with its chubby face, it looked like an adorable little kitten.

……

Fan Qiuyun arrived at Yang Liqiong's office with red eyes.

"Deputy Regimental Commander Yang, you wanted to see me?"

Yang Liqiong looked at her and frowned slightly: "What's wrong?"

Fan Qiuyun's pent-up grievances welled up like a flood, and she choked back tears as she recounted the events:
"That Jiang Moli, she's gone too far! I've already apologized, but she still won't let it go."

"You deserve it."

Seeing Fan Qiuyun staring at her in astonishment, Yang Liqiong smirked, "What, you think I'd comfort you and cause trouble for her to vent my anger for your subordinate?"

"Although I protect my own, I am not a fool who cannot distinguish right from wrong, and has no principles or bottom line."

Fan Qiuyun bit her lip and remained silent, but the tears that kept flowing were enough to prove her grievances and sadness.

Yang Liqiong coldly said, "Let's not even talk about whether she's a relative or not. Even if she is, if you don't like her, you can report her to the relevant departments. By making a scene in public like this, you not only didn't hurt her, but you also made yourself a clown. Aren't you ashamed?"

After being scolded by Yang Liqiong, Fan Qiuyun realized that she had been reckless.

"I'm just so angry. How can someone like her be allowed into our performing arts troupe?"

"Why are you staring at her all day? Have your professional skills improved significantly during this time? Have you done your best at your job?"

Three questions in a row left Fan Qiuyun speechless.

"Xiao Fan, I've been training you because you're highly skilled, talented, and reliable. But if one day you lose even these advantages, why do you think I'll still treat you differently?"

Yang Liqiong's bluntness was like a bucket of cold water poured over Fan Qiuyun's head, leaving her drenched in cold sweat.

"Deputy Regiment Commander Yang, I was wrong. I will definitely focus on myself and my work from now on. Please give me another chance."

Yang Liqiong neither confirmed nor denied the statement.

Coincidentally, Jiang Moli, upon returning to the drama troupe, received high praise from Zhong Lin.

It's not necessarily true that Zhong Lin cared a lot about Jiang Moli, the new member of the group.

Where there are people, there will be conflict.

Externally, the song and dance troupe, drama troupe, and vocal ensemble are all part of one entity.

However, internally, the three regiments have always been engaged in open and covert struggles.

Jiang Moli's act of slapping Fan Qiuyun in the face can be considered as saving face for the drama troupe.

(End of this chapter)