You Need an Organization to Rely On

"Stop arguing. It's the New Year—why quarrel over such trivial matters?"

"Exactly, exactly. We're all one of our own. With so many people watching, listen to me: stop arguing, or the foreign students will laugh at us for being disunited."

Onlookers generally had two traits: one, they never thought a spectacle was too big; two, they loved playing peacemaker. With a few words, they could grant a favor without spending a penny.

So when Xia Zemin stared at Li Ye's lawyer business card and was on the verge of being unable to save face, the "friends" around them finally began persuading them, talking about the bigger picture and smoothing things over.

Ruan Shujun, in particular, pleaded pitifully on Xia Zemin's behalf. "You've all misunderstood Zemin. The reason he went to work at Boeing Company was also to learn the West's advanced knowledge, so he could better build our motherland."

"..."

Even Li Ye could not help sighing in admiration.

So Xia Zemin's earlier insults toward the mainland had all been a smokescreen, a little trick of swallowing humiliation to fool the Americans? Wasn't that enough to rival that handsome Commander Wang from back in the day?

Still, although Li Ye despised Xia Zemin, Xia Zemin seized the chance to get off the hook and was pulled away by several familiar friends.

Jiao Yaqiang, who stood behind Li Ye, also tugged at him and said quietly, "Forget it. It's not worth it."

"Hmm?"

Li Ye glanced at Jiao Yaqiang, not quite understanding what he meant by "not worth it." After all, Jiao Yaqiang had just shouted something like, "Have you forgotten the oath you once swore?"

Did he think Li Ye's confrontation with Xia Zemin just now was not worth it?

But Jiao Yaqiang said the next moment, "It's not worth