After hearing Wang Xiaobin's words, Yuan Dong became angry and said angrily: "Okay, I'm so proud, boy, say, what's your name? Where are you working? If you can't receive a lawyer's letter tomorrow, I will write the word Yuan upside down."

"I heard it clearly, my name is Wang Xiaobin."

Speaking of this, he glanced at Principal Ma who was standing next to Yuan Dong with an upset expression and said loudly: "I will hand in my resignation letter tomorrow, and we don't need Principal Ma, you will take the blame for me. My family lives in XXX, but I hope you'll give the lawyer's letter to me tomorrow morning. Don't worry, I'll play with you to the end! It depends on whether you have the ability to ruin me."

With this stubbornness, Wang Xiaobin's bones also rose. Originally, if Principal Ma had said something good to him, he might have been convinced and turned things into small matters and nothing else. But Principal Ma not only did not help him, but instead put the blame on the wrong side. Therefore, Wang Xiaobin didn't care and took it aside. The house was distributed to him by the school. If he resigned, he would naturally move out. Therefore, he asked Director Yuan to send the lawyer's letter to the morning.

Before Mr. Yuan could speak, the foreigner who led the team rushed over.

The foreigner who was in his thirties who looked in his thirties carefully looked at Wang Xiaobin for a while, then rushed up and hugged him, "Wang Xiaobin?!"

After seeing Wang Xiaobin nodding with certainty, he jumped and shouted excitedly: "Wang, Teacher Wang, do you still remember me? I am William, do you still remember me?"

"William?" Wang Xiaobin thought carefully for a long time, and finally remembered it and asked, "Are you the fool who had a small appendicitis surgery but cut off his duodenum?"

The name William was recorded by Wang Xiaobin when he was watching "Brave Heart". There was a king nickname called Big Butt William. At that time, the guy opposite was a doctoral student. He had the first internship and had an operation. As a result, he had the wrong place in the operation and turned a minor operation into a major operation. He almost sued him. Later, Wang Xiaobin came forward to ask someone to plead for mercy. Then Wang Xiaobin called him the idiot William.

"Haha! Teacher Wang, you finally remembered me! How about it, my Chinese is good, right?!" William smiled and let go of Wang Xiaobin, who looked painful. That guy was as strong as a ox. The entire American professional boxer was hugged by him, and his bones were clattering all over his body. It would be strange if he didn't feel pain.

The scene of the meeting between the two old friends shocked everyone in the banquet hall. One was a famous American Western doctor who was leading a team with a reputation and status, and the other was a famous Chinese doctor in China, and the foreigner actually called this Chinese medicine teacher. What was going on?!

"Are you going to sue my teacher? OK, Wang, don't worry, I'll hang up the phone for Little Doyle later. I guess you'll save even the lawyer's fees." William looked back and looked surprised. Yuan, who had just called himself brother, said loudly to Wang Xiaobin, for fear that others wouldn't be able to hear clearly.

"Mr. William, do you know me?" Principal Ma was surprised to anyone on the field. Because he was quite familiar with William's origin. In the United States, there were many experts around thirty-five years old, and there were only two people who could be called authoritative, one was Nicholas Doyle in the brain surgery department, and the other was William Mai Zi in front of him who was specially used to open the arms for others.

"Wang is my internship tutor, and we all respect him very much. If it weren't for his recommendation, we newly-learned students wouldn't have been noticed by major hospitals. By the way, Wang, Little Doyle is amazing now! There is a country's president who is asking him for surgery!" William said with a smile.

Little Doyle's father was the most authoritative figure in the American brain science department, that is, John Doyle. Fifty percent of the books on brain surgery were written by him.

Wang Xiaobin patted William on the shoulder and said, "We'll talk about our affairs later. Let's get rid of this old guy first."

When William heard this, he quickly stood aside, with a clear position and swearing to support Wang Xiaobin.

Wang Xiaobin snorted to Yuan Dong and said, "If you want to sue, just sue it. I will always be with you for what you do today."

"You..." Yuan Dong was so angry that he trembled all over and couldn't even speak.

"Everyone, I'm sorry, I have something to do, so I'll leave first." Wang Xiaobin looked at Yuan Dong, whose lips were so angry that his eyes turned blue, turned around and walked out of the banquet hall.

"Wang, where are you living now? If you have time, come to room 607 of XX Hotel to chat with me! By the way, you have said before that if I come to China, you will take me to have a good time." William chased out and said.

"Haha! OK, no problem. I'll go to you after I'll handle everything tomorrow." Wang Xiaobin replied. Actually, what's wrong with Wang Xiaobin! Even tomorrow, it's just going to go to school to submit a resignation letter.

"Okay, come and find me if you have something to do." William smiled and patted Wang Xiaobin on the shoulder. He was the leader of the medical exchange team, so he naturally could not leave the venue casually. After talking to Wang Xiaobin, he entered the banquet hall again.

Although Wang Xiaobin wanted to tell William about his past, he was very sad to be in trouble later. He forgot William as soon as he got busy. As a result, it was William's second time to come to China.

After walking out of the hotel gate and rejecting the taxi driver's attentive solicitation, Wang Xiaobin walked alone on the way home in anger.

When you need to think about the problem carefully, Wang Xiaobin especially likes quietness; and if you need to release the burden, he especially likes excitement, hoping to integrate with others, let other people's happiness infect themselves and make themselves happy as soon as possible.

Walking on the streets where people are coming and going, Wang Xiaobin couldn't help but ask himself, what was the purpose of returning to China?

If I had considered developing in the United States at the beginning, maybe my achievements today would never be below William and Doyle. But when I really embarked on the road to go home and returned to the so-called "home", I found that everything was completely different from what I imagined.

In China, what if you have the technology? No matter how high the technology is, if you don’t have a chance, you will always be the lowest-level person. Those rich people who are arrogant and have endless money in their lifetimes, even the food they give to dogs is better than themselves. Why are there such a big gap in people?

Wang Xiaobin thought for a long time and stood blankly in the middle of the pedestrian street, like a statue. Finally, he thought it through clearly. Isn’t it just money? The simple answer is, just be a rich man. As long as he has money, no one will dare to look down on him anymore.

So he stood on the street and shouted to the sky: "I want to be rich, I want to be rich!" As if he had been back when he was sitting in an American taxi and watching the most luxurious shops on the street worth ten thousand yuan.

"Is this person crazy?" A young couple was scared by Wang Xiaobin's throat as soon as they walked to Wang Xiaobin.

"I'm afraid of being poor!" An old man with gray hair shook his head as he looked at Wang Xiaobin.

"It seems that the company has gone bankrupt!" A white-collar worker who seemed to have a small career sighed and regretted.

"Hey! What's your name? I'm out of money? I'll lend you some." A familiar and beautiful voice rang in Wang Xiaobin's ears.

"Why are you coming out?" Wang Xiaobin turned his head and saw the beautiful and pure face. It was Ren'er, so he asked in a cold voice.

Wang Xiaobin was filled with mixed feelings for a moment: "If it weren't for her, maybe she would have had a good experience of the so-called celebrity dinner tonight! If it weren't for her, maybe she was still listening to the nonsense of a group of people! Maybe..."

After a while, Wang Xiaobin confused himself. He no longer knew whether he should thank Ren'er for pulling him out of boredom or blame Ren'er for pushing him into the fire pit.

"It's boring. You're leaving, I don't even have a shield. If you stay there, I'm afraid you'll have to run away." Ren'er smiled and was not angry at all.
Chapter completed!