"I just received an internal document, and someone anonymously reported that your project was suspected of plagiarism."
"How is this possible!" Mi Yingying slammed the table hard, "How could the project we made by ourselves from beginning to end be plagiarized!"
"Sorry, the other party has also provided a lot of evidence. We have to wait for our staff to check it before we can proceed with the follow-up procedures."
The eldest sister glanced at the notification she had just received in her hand, and then looked at the few people in front of her who looked unhappy.
"If I remember correctly, according to regulations, any objections can only be raised during the publicity period."
"Since there were no problems during the previous publicity period, can your company still accept so-called anonymous reports after the publicity period has ended for such a long time?"
The office was very cool, but the eldest sister of the project team still had a layer of cold sweat on her forehead.
"I thought," Wen Siheng paused before continuing: "Your company has a very good sense of time, doesn't it?"
After all, I was not willing to give them even a minute to submit additional materials this morning, and now I am saying that I will start accepting reports after the public notice period ends. It is really hard not to make people suspicious.
"Sorry," the eldest sister stood up immediately, "I have no comment."
"You should go back and wait for the follow-up results. Don't affect our work."
"Why are you..." Mi Yingying couldn't help but want to curse, but Jian Anran stopped her.
Sitting back in the business car, everyone fell into silence.
Neither reluctance nor regret seemed to be enough to describe their current emotions.
What haunts Jian Anran's heart is more of a sense of powerlessness.
He knew clearly that something was fishy, but he didn't know how to defend his own rights.
"Can you find someone to find out the specific reason?" Jian Anran, who was sitting in the back row, suddenly said.
Her voice was very low, and I wonder if Wen Siheng, who was sitting in the driver's seat, heard her. He had his hands on the steering wheel and had not spoken since he got in the car.
Xiangyi immediately showed a look of disdain, "You think the project team is run by your family? Is this something you can ask if you want?"
Mi Yingying, who had always stood up to speak for Jian Anran, was also speechless.
Although Xiangyi's tone was harsh, what she said was not wrong at all.
It is true that the project team was not started by them, and they cannot even be called Party B of the project now.
They are just bidders caught up in plagiarism disputes, ants on a hot pot, and fish on the chopping board.
The sound of the engine starting interrupted the silence of the commercial vehicle. Wen Siheng did not look back and turned his back to everyone.
"Are the seat belts fastened? We are ready to go now."
His voice was hoarse, with a hint of fatigue hidden in his voice.
He spent most of the semester working on this project, and it was also his first project after returning to China.
I originally thought that as soon as the publicity period ended, there would be no suspense about this project. The current situation has a feeling of "death before the start".
After returning to school, Wen Siheng did not go to the car dealership to return the car in person this time. He threw the keys on the desk and did not know where to go.
There were only a few of them left in the office, sitting and staring. No one even got up to turn on a light. The office was completely dark.
Taking a few steps back from the chair, Jian Anran stretched her legs straight under the table.
She was almost lying on a chair, leaning on the window and staring at the ceiling quietly.
Project team, foundation, Ludao City.
No matter what level you are at, it is not something ordinary people like her can recognize.
Wait, Ludao City, foundation, project team, she suddenly thought of the project chief engineer who gave the opening speech at the bidding meeting, Li Jisheng——
An old friend of Wen Shuliang.
She sat up in an instant. Fortunately, the chair was leaning against the glass of the small office at the back, so she didn't fall down.
Open the WeChat address book and quickly locate the contacts in the "W" list——
Professor Wen Shuliang.
She set an extremely accurate and polite note for him.
Looking back on this period of time, from marriage to divorce, she never called Wen Siheng's parents "Mom and Dad".
She didn't understand whether it was because she didn't think they could be her parents at all, or because she simply didn't think she was their daughter-in-law.
Her fingers quickly coded a long paragraph. Jian Anran's fingertips hesitated on the send button for a long time, but finally did not press it.
It seems too hasty to rely solely on text to communicate such a thing.
Immediately getting up and walking out of the office, Jian Anran walked to the end of the corridor before stopping.
After looking around to make sure there was no one around, she calmly opened the dialing interface on her phone.
…
"Bang!" The office door suddenly opened. Mi Yingying, who was sitting at the door, was startled. She rubbed her chest. After she recovered, she saw Jian Anran walking in hurriedly.
"What's wrong with An Ran? I see you suddenly went out and suddenly came back." She asked aloud.
"Sorry," Jian Anran walked quickly back to her work station and picked up the bag on the table, "I have something to do, so I have to leave first."
After taking two buses and walking for another fifteen minutes, she saw the gate of the elegant community facing the road.
"Hello, which household are you looking for?" The guard saw someone coming and immediately walked out of the security booth.
"I'm looking for Professor Wen in Building 23, Area A."
The guard then turned back to look at the roster, "Please show me your ID, we will do a visitor registration here."
I walked in through the door smoothly, and inside was the familiar riverside boulevard. After walking in Henghe Garden for who knows how long, I finally saw the familiar roof in the distance.
As soon as I turned the corner, I saw a familiar figure under the porch. Wen Shuliang's hair was a little gray. He was standing on the steps with his hands behind his back, looking at the river view in the distance.
"Hello, Professor Wen."
Hearing Jian Anran's greeting from a distance, Wen Shuliang immediately turned around, nodded and smiled in her direction.
"I just heard that you were coming, and I didn't prepare anything at home." Wen Shuliang said slowly.
"It's me who's bothering me. I just contacted the professor suddenly."
"This is your home too. Why should we contact you when we go home? Just come back anytime." Wen Shuliang greeted immediately.
"Come in quickly, it's not hot now, it's still very sunny outside." Wen Shuliang looked behind him and found that Jian Anran was the only one.
"Mr. Tang happens to be out today. I'll call her later. Why don't you stop by to have dinner together before leaving." After Wen Shuliang finished speaking, he was about to take out his cell phone when he heard Jian Anran politely decline.
Jian Anran folded her hands in front of her, "Sorry, teacher, I may not be able to stay tonight. The reason why I contacted the teacher suddenly is to ask the teacher for help."
