Chapter 990: Scum

Zhuo Wang Qihua ran a few steps, got on the stage, and took the microphone from the host.

"My name is Zhuo Wang Qihua, friends present, there are those who don't know me, but most definitely know me."

Saying this, the guy swept below, and then smiled slightly.

"I was invited to attend this entrepreneur forum, but to tell the truth, I am not optimistic about the mainland's reform and opening up."

As soon as his words fell, let alone provincial and city leaders, even the faces of those few rich people from Hong Kong, Macao, and Taiwan changed.

"But the speech just now by Leader He made me have some expectations for this so-called reform and opening up."

The people below, their faces slowly got better, only Zhou Andong sneered.

He remembered that in the previous life, in the early 2000s, a forum conference was held in Shanghai, and it actually required all participants to communicate in English, prohibiting Chinese.

Think about it, to what extent it was worshipping foreign things and fawning over foreign powers. Some people's slave nature had already penetrated into the bone marrow, clearly they could be people, could be masters, but they had to be foreign slaves.

What was even more hateful was that he was a foreign slave, but when facing compatriots with yellow skin and black eyes, he always had an arrogant, high-above face, and Zhuo Wang Qihua was this kind of person.

"Just now Leader He said, taking the improvement of service efficiency as the goal, and letting enterprises feel it, this is very good. However, just doing this is definitely not enough."

"At the same time, we must also improve the quality of the citizens. If the citizens of a country have no quality, it is very difficult for this country to develop, and it is very difficult to get the recognition of the Western world."

"For example, last night, a person who claimed to be a professor at a university found me to ask for money. Said some research project stopped, because the above didn't give funding."

"To tell the truth, I am very disgusted with such people, finding me and asking for money, do I look like an idiot..."

Qin Zhi nodded vigorously, laughing and saying: "Zhou Andong said you are an idiot."

"Over the years, my donations to Western universities have reached 30 million US dollars. However, I will definitely not donate a penny to Chinese universities."

"Because Chinese people cannot make first-class research, and there is no soil for R&D, especially with the IQ of the citizens, they cannot research any high technology."

There was an uproar below, even a few Hong Kong businessmen, their faces turned black, and they were scolded too.

Because they had always regarded themselves as Chinese. Zhuo Wang Qihua's words could be considered as offending them all.

Did Zhuo Wang Qihua not know? Of course he knew, and he also knew that businessmen value interests the most.

Let alone offending people today, even if he hit them, as long as there were enough interests, they would still cooperate in the future.

And Guangdong Province didn't even need to be mentioned, today I offended you, it doesn't matter, tomorrow I invest hundreds of millions, you still welcome me with a smile.

So he had no scruples, I scolded you, insulted you, so what?

He He Jingyuan's face had been cold, especially Lu Qing, his face was so dark it could drip water.

Because he led the team to investigate in Hong Kong and invited Zhuo Wang Qihua. But he never thought that this guy would make trouble as soon as he came.

Jian Qiu was so angry that her pretty face was iron-blue, tightly grabbing Zhou Andong's hand, her fingernails digging into Zhou Andong's hand until it hurt.

"Wife, not to that extent." Zhou Andong persuaded in a low voice: "Getting angry with this kind of person, getting sick, it's not worth it."

Jian Qiu took a deep breath: "Scum who forgets his ancestors, this kind of person should be dragged out and shot with a machine gun for half an hour."

Zhou Andong was really seeing Jian Qiu so angry for the first time, continuing to comfort: "Don't be angry, in a while, watch how your man retorts him."

Jian Qiu nodded: "Good, retort him to death, retort him until he can't take care of himself."

Zhou Andong smiled lightly: "Like Zhuo Wang Qihua, this kind of person, if you don't cut him twice, he won't care about what you say."

At this time, Wu Wu Hongkang leaned over and whispered: "This guy, is he a foreign spy, deliberately sent to find trouble?"

Zhou Andong said softly: "Just a foreign slave, don't care."

Wu Wu Hongkang realized: "No wonder."

Qin Zhi behind patted Zhou Andong's shoulder, stood up, and whispered in Zhou Andong's ear: "I feel very uncomfortable with this guy, find a chance to clean him up?"

"Don't mess around." Zhou Andong warned: "He is very famous abroad, and this time he came to attend the entrepreneur forum, also invited by Guangdong Province."

"If something happens to him here, even if you just give him a slap, he will add

"I know." Qin Zhi muttered, "I was just running my mouth to feel better."

At this moment, the old Master Zhou's expression was extremely solemn, and the hand resting on the armrest of his chair was clearly trembling.

"Grandpa!" Zhou Zhou Qianyi looked at the old Master with concern.

The old Master Zhou closed his eyes, took a deep breath, waved his hand, and said, "I'm fine!"

Jian Ge Zhengrong remained expressionless, turned his head to glance in Zhou Andong's direction, then looked at Zhuo Wang Qihua in the center of the stage, his gaze somewhat distant.

Clearly, his attention wasn't there; he was thinking about something else.

"Chinese people need to learn more from foreigners. It's not just about learning their knowledge and technology; it's about learning their spirit. But while learning, you must also discard your own dross.

Otherwise, even if you learn Western things well, especially their spirit, you will just become a group of people who make no sense..."

This guy was spouting nonsense on stage, and there was a buzz of discussion below. Many with a bit of backbone were so angry they were grinding their teeth.

Of course, there were also a few who fell into deep thought, perhaps feeling that what Zhuo Wang Qihua said made a lot of sense.

Just then, Zhuo Wang Qihua suddenly stopped his speech and looked down with a gloomy expression.

No one knew what had happened; the whispering disappeared, and everyone looked toward the stage.

After it became quiet below, Zhuo Wang Qihua finally said, "While I am speaking, can you show me some respect? Have some manners and don't chat."

The venue became even quieter, as if you could hear a pin drop.

"I am truly disappointed." Zhuo Wang Qihua became increasingly dissatisfied. "Forget it, I'm done talking."

This guy even threw a tantrum, tossed the microphone onto the lectern, and walked off the stage.

The beautiful host hurriedly walked up, picked up the microphone, and said, "Now, please welcome..."

"I'm here!" Zhou Andong shouted, interrupting the beautiful host. He stood up, walked to the front of the stage, braced his right hand on the edge, and vaulted up.

The beautiful host looked at Zhou Andong, somewhat stunned. Of course she recognized him, but he wasn't the second guest; she hadn't even announced him yet, so why had he come up?

"Give me the microphone." Zhou Andong reached out.

The beautiful host looked helplessly at the leaders below, and saw He He Jingyuan nod.