Qiao Wanyue recognized this person.
Morley—
The founder of modern architecture, with students all over the world.
In her past life, Qiao Wanyue had heard of her great name when she ran a shop in the capital. At that time, she had been exonerated and was the dean of the Department of Architecture at the Capital University. She needed to build a building and wanted to find a professional to direct it. Someone introduced her to Mo Li's student.
However, before the building was completed, she was murdered by the despicable couple.
Mo Li is a rather arrogant person; to put it simply, he doesn't like fools.
However, she held a very high position in academia. Yang Huaiyuan once wanted to get to know her, but he used the wrong approach and was scolded by Mo Li. Yang Huaiyuan then gave up on the idea and even hated her.
At this moment, Mo Li was scolding Old Hu like a grandson. She originally wanted to give instructions, but the people building the houses didn't look at the blueprints, not only giving blind instructions but also refusing to listen.
Mo Li couldn't directly scold the villagers, as they were very protective of their own. So she could only scold Old Hu, who was traveling with her. Old Hu wouldn't dare to say anything, since this young lady's temper was proportional to her knowledge.
"Mr. Hu, I've brought you some chicken legs."
Hearing Qiao Wanyue's voice, Old Hu breathed a sigh of relief.
He knew perfectly well that Mo Li was using a veiled insult. Didn't he see the construction workers' faces turn red? Intellectuals can insult without using vulgar language, but you can still tell they're cursing.
Old Hu said, "Old Mo, this is Qiao Wanyue. You've eaten her chicken leg before."
Mo Li snorted coldly, "I paid."
She doesn't owe anyone any favors.
Old Hu was speechless. "Who did you pay for the chicken wings you ate the first time?"
When Old Hu first came to work at the team headquarters, she brought some snacks for Lu Hui. Old Hu looked at them and couldn't help but drool. Qiao Wanyue then asked Lu Hui to share them with her. Old Hu missed her old friend, so she simply took them back with her.
Mo Li glared at him.
"Hello, young lady, I'm Mo Li." Mo Li smiled.
Qiao Wanyue smiled and said, "Hello, is there a problem with our house?"
Mo Li glanced at the group of idiots not far away.
This is a big problem.
Her gaze, however, was fixed on the chicken leg in Qiao Wanyue's hand, and she swallowed hard. "No problem, I can take care of it after lunch. I'll definitely make sure your mooncake workshop runs smoothly."
Old Hu twitched his lips.
That's not what you just said.
Mo Li proudly raised his head.
So what?
I'll listen to you even if you have food.
Qiao Wanyue greeted the person with a smile and handed the braised food in her hand to the cook at the team headquarters, who was the captain's elderly mother. Although the old lady was quite old, she was still sharp of hearing and sight and was a very good cook.
"Grandma, this is for Grandpa Hu and Grandpa Mo. Please heat it up."
The old man knew that she and her son were doing something important, so he took the ingredients from her and quickly said yes.
As Qiao Wanyue went out, several men squatted on the construction site smoking pipes.
"What happened? Did you get scolded?" Qiao Wanyue walked over, and the men couldn't help but sigh.
The person leading the group was Secretary Guo's son. "Sister-in-law," he said, "we've been building houses in the village for over ten years, and this old geezer... Teacher Mo came and immediately said we had problems, pointing out angles and data. We illiterate folks don't understand any of that. If we don't listen, she just starts yelling at us. She thinks we can't understand her veiled insults, saying we don't understand architecture and that we're just messing around."
I've never suffered such injustice in my life.
A grown man was so angry he wanted to cry.
He wouldn't have put up with it if it weren't for her age.
Qiao Wanyue: "Brother Guo, do you know who she is?"
"That stinking intellectual."
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