Tian Wei also particularly admired Jiang Mianmian; she was especially angry listening to what those people had just said.
Because she didn't dare to stand up like Jiang Mianmian did, to accuse those people to their face.
"Uncles, you're giving too much praise. As for people like them, who have knelt for too long and can't stand up, who have softened their bones and look down on their own country, we shouldn't spoil them. They need a good lesson," Jiang Mianmian said crisply.
"Right, the kid is correct. They do need a lesson to let them know that our country has changed beyond recognition, and the people of our country are no longer like before, to be bullied by them at will." The guests at the other tables resonated with Jiang Mianmian's words and applauded loudly.
A roomful of people, who didn't know each other, felt closer because of those few who idolized foreign things and fawned on outsiders.
