Chapter 211: Face Slap
Chapter 211: Chapter 211: Face Slap
"No wonder she walks around with her nose in the air. Turns out she’s a nepotism hire!"
As Fan Qiuyun’s companion’s mocking voice rang out, the surrounding people couldn’t help but whisper amongst themselves.
Seeing this, Qian Ling couldn’t help but feel anxious for Jiang Moli.
"Stop your nonsense! Ms. Jiang got in on her own merit..."
Before she could finish, Jiang Moli pulled her back.
Facing the surrounding gazes of suspicion and contempt, Jiang Moli grinned. "Alright, cards on the table. I’m done pretending. Ms. Fan is right..."
The moment she finished speaking, the crowd erupted.
"Heavens, she really is a nepotism hire!"
"Which one of us didn’t spend years studying our craft and pass round after round of selections to get in? But she just waltzes in through the back door. It’s so unfair!"
"Exactly!"
『Contempt Value +12. 120,000 yuan credited to your account.』
Hearing the constantly rising Contempt Value, Jiang Moli almost burst out laughing with joy.
’Joining this arts troupe was totally worth it!’
Fan Qiuyun sneered, "So you admit you’re a nepotism hire?"
Jiang Moli beamed and slung an arm around her shoulder. "If you dare to say it, why wouldn’t I dare to admit it? I got in because of your connections. You opened the back door for me."
As soon as she said this, the way the people around looked at Fan Qiuyun instantly changed.
Furious, Fan Qiuyun shoved her away, eyes wide with rage. "Stop spouting nonsense! What does you getting into the arts troupe have to do with me?!"
Jiang Moli’s smile faded slightly. "Exactly. Does it have anything to do with you? Did you eat shit for breakfast? Otherwise, why is that what comes out every time you open your mouth?"
"You may look human, but you do things worse than any animal."
"Of all the skills in the world, you just had to master being a bitch. You’re so good at it, it should be your name."
Fan Qiuyun was so stunned by the verbal assault that her head was ringing. "You... you..."
"’You’ what? You can’t even form a sentence, yet you’re trying to start vicious rumors? Just go back to eating shit. That’s what you’re good at."
Everyone around was shocked by Jiang Moli’s full-throttle verbal assault.
’This girl really knows how to curse someone out.’
"You say I’m a nepotism hire? Come on, tell everyone. Whose connection did I use? Or if you don’t think they’re the right people to tell, how about we go talk to the Disciplinary Inspection Department?"
Fan Qiuyun was startled.
’Going to Disciplinary Inspection means you have to provide evidence. Otherwise, it’s a false accusation.’
"I... I have something to do! I can’t be bothered with you!"
She said, turning to leave.
But Jiang Moli wasn’t about to let her go. She grabbed her by the collar, dragged her back, and said with a smirk, "Didn’t anyone ever teach you? When you’re wrong, you admit it. When you get punished, you take it. So, are you going to apologize first, or should I beat you up and then you apologize?"
’Apologize in front of so many people and admit to starting rumors? How could she ever show her face in the arts troupe again?’
Fan Qiuyun’s face turned crimson. "If you’re not a nepotism hire, then why were you able to join the troupe after recruitment was already over?"
"If you don’t know the facts, then don’t just run your mouth. Understand?"
Whispers rose from the crowd:
"So she didn’t know anything and still accused her so confidently of being a nepotism hire? What kind of person is that!"
"Exactly, I almost fell for it. That’s just wicked!"
"Hurry up and apologize already!"
All the slander and defamation Fan Qiuyun had aimed at Jiang Moli had boomeranged right back onto her!
The pressure of the situation was overwhelming. She had no choice but to apologize to Jiang Moli. "I’m sorry!"
"Sorry for what? A little louder, and be specific."
Fan Qiuyun gritted her teeth. "Don’t push it too far!"
Jiang Moli smiled. "That’s a strong word. At most, I’m just teaching you how to be a decent person. Hurry up now. You don’t want this to escalate until the leaders show up, do you?"
Fan Qiuyun had no choice but to loudly apologize as Jiang Moli had demanded.
Walking out of the song and dance troupe building, Qian Ling was in absolute awe of Jiang Moli.
’If she had been in that situation today, she probably wouldn’t have been able to defend herself.’
In just a few words, Jiang Moli had not only cleared her name but also forced Fan Qiuyun to admit her mistake and apologize on the spot.
She was truly amazing!
"Ms. Jiang, you probably shouldn’t get on Fan Qiuyun’s bad side too much from now on."
Hearing this, Jiang Moli’s interest was piqued. "Why? Does she have a powerful background?"
Qian Ling nodded. "She’s a core member of the song and dance troupe. Vice Commander Yang really appreciates her. The previous dance team captain was injured and is on leave, so she’s the acting captain now. Rumor has it she’s very likely to be made the official captain. Anyway, she has a lot of influence in the arts troupe."
Jiang Moli understood.
Seeing the worry on Qian Ling’s round face, she beamed and said, "Don’t worry, there’s nothing to be afraid of. My husband is a battalion commander with several hundred soldiers under him. If anyone dares to bully me, he’ll just take his gun and ’pew pew’ them."
Qian Ling was stunned, her jaw on the floor.
Her already round eyes widened even further, which, combined with her chubby cheeks, made her look like an adorable kitten.
...
With red-rimmed eyes, Fan Qiuyun arrived at Yang Lijiong’s office.
"Vice Yang, you were looking for me?"
Yang Lijiong looked at her and frowned slightly. "What’s wrong?"
The feeling of being wronged in Fan Qiuyun’s heart burst forth like a flood. She choked back sobs as she recounted what had happened.
"This Jiang Moli, she’s too much! I already apologized, but she was still relentless."
"You pretty much deserved it."
Seeing Fan Qiuyun stare at her in astonishment, Yang Lijiong quirked her lips. "What, did you think I was going to comfort you and go make trouble for her to vent your anger for you?"
"I may be protective of my own, but I’m not a fool who can’t tell right from wrong and has no principles or bottom line."
Fan Qiuyun bit her lip and said nothing, but the tears that continued to stream down her face were enough to show how wronged and upset she felt.
Yang Lijiong said coldly, "Let’s not even discuss whether she’s a nepotism hire or not. Even if she is, and you can’t stand her, you can report her to the relevant departments. By making such a scene in public, not only did you fail to even scratch her, you just made yourself look like a buffoon. Isn’t that humiliating?"
After being reprimanded like this by Yang Lijiong, Fan Qiuyun also realized she had been reckless.
"I just couldn’t stomach it. On what grounds does someone like her get to join our arts troupe?"
"Why are you staring at her all day? During this time, has your professional skill improved significantly? Have you been doing your own job to the best of your ability?"
The string of three questions left Fan Qiuyun speechless.
"Xiao Fan, I’m grooming you because you have a high level of professional skill, you have talent, and you’re reliable. But if one day you lose even these advantages, on what grounds do you think I would still see you in a special light?"
Yang Lijiong’s blunt words were like a bucket of cold water poured over her head, leaving Fan Qiuyun drenched in a cold sweat.
"Vice Yang, I was wrong. From now on, I’ll definitely focus on myself and my work. Please give me another chance."
Yang Lijiong gave a noncommittal response.
Coincidentally, when Jiang Moli returned to the drama troupe, she received high praise from Zhong Lin.
It wasn’t necessarily that Zhong Lin cared that much about looking after a new member like Jiang Moli.
Wherever there are people, there will be conflict.
To outsiders, the song and dance troupe, the drama troupe, and the vocal music troupe were all one entity.
But internally, the three troupes were constantly engaged in both open and secret struggles.
Jiang Moli’s act of putting Fan Qiuyun in her place had, in a way, won some prestige for the drama troupe.