As soon as Jian Anran finished speaking, their call fell into long silence again.
"Can I ask you why you thought of recording the meeting?" After a long silence on the other end of the phone, Wen Siheng spoke again.
Jian Anran did not hesitate, "I am the person with the lowest academic qualifications in the whole office. I am afraid that I will not understand something or I will miss something."
"I go over the meeting minutes every day when I go home."
"Thank you." Wen Siheng said softly.
After hanging up the phone, Jane Anran took a deep breath and leaned her head heavily on the back of the bus seat. She gave her whole body to the bumpy bus.
When Jian Anran got off the bus at Luo University Station, she didn't hear her phone ringing again.
Whether it is the real world or the Internet world, everything seems to be like a silent crow.
Before going out, she promised Ning Beibei to go to the cafeteria to pack her dinner before going back to the dormitory. Even the cafeteria seemed to be deserted on campus during the weekend. Jian Anran packed her dinner without waiting in line for a long time.
……
"Little Jane! Little Jane!"
As soon as the key was inserted into the lock, the dormitory door suddenly opened, and Ning Beibei rushed out excitedly and hugged Jian Anran.
"What are you doing? I've lined up the pistol legs, don't worry." Jian Anran was so frightened that she almost lost her balance with the food in her hand.
"Come in quickly, I have something to show you." Ning Beibei took the thing in her hand, turned around and ran back.
She piled things and lunch boxes on the table casually, and pulled Jian Anran to the computer.
The content on the computer screen is the official Weibo account of Wen Siheng Studio. Not long ago, at Jian Anran's suggestion, Wen Siheng went to authenticate Blue V.
After apologizing to Weibo, Wen Siheng finally updated his account. Probably because Weibo could not post PDFs, Wen Siheng only posted a few screenshots.
The screenshots show the details of their project that was reported for plagiarism, and the corresponding meetings. Their names are clearly listed, the division of labor for the project is very clear, and several controversial parts all came from Xiangyi.
The trend of comments quickly changed, and everyone left messages asking who this Xiangyi was.
The Weibo was posted in the afternoon, and Wen Siheng received a call from the Vice Chancellor before dinner. They talked for a long time, and the Vice Chancellor was furious, while Wen Siheng always looked as calm as a chrysanthemum, calm and unhurried.
"Now that the matter has come to this, don't you think you should say something to me?" The Vice Chancellor interviewed Wen Siheng in the office that night.
"What does the leader want to hear?" Wen Siheng asked, "Tell you, pay attention to rest? I heard that your schedule is really full recently."
"Don't pretend to be stupid," the Vice Chancellor became even more angry, "I was the one who brought you to Luo University in the first place, and now you directly put all the blame on my niece, and you haven't even apologized yet?" p>
Not sure if he had anticipated the direction of their conversation, Wen Siheng immediately took out the hard copy of the internal reporting document from his bag, which he had just printed out after returning to the office.
"If I am concerned about the current direction of public opinion, then I can only say that I am very sorry. But as for classmate Xiangyi, I have nothing to say." Realizing that the Vice Chancellor was obviously unwilling to read the content of the document, Wen Siheng squatted in front of the coffee table.
, flipping through the files on the desktop page by page.
"I don't want to assume the worst about others, especially when they were once my students." After flipping through the documents, Wen Siheng stood up and looked down at the Vice Chancellor, "I got these documents a long time ago, and I won't be able to do so until I have to."
, I don’t want to take it out either.”
"But there are three other classmates in my studio, right?" He paused, "I am also responsible for them."
This is what Jian Anran said to him today.
"As for work, it was you who introduced me to the job, and I'm very grateful for that."
"If there is a problem with my ability to work, then you can just follow the formal procedures to fire me. After all, I don't have a staff, right?" The smile did not stay on Wen Siheng's face for too long, and he immediately returned to his normal expression.
"Otherwise, we will still be colleagues before I resign."
"If there is nothing else, I have plans later." Patting the pleats on his pants, Wen Siheng immediately stood up with his briefcase.
After Wen Siheng left expressionlessly, the lights in the Prime Minister's Office stayed on for a long time.
……
For some unknown reason, Xiangyi sent a document to Wen Siheng——
She exported all the chat records with Shi Licheng in the past few months, which clearly recorded how Shi Licheng got close to her, so that he gradually lured her into trapping Wen Siheng's project.
"You know that my original intention is not to stand against you, right?" Wen Siheng said after briefly glancing at the document.
Xiangyi nodded, "I know it very well."
"Then can you tell me your motive for doing this?" Wen Siheng asked again, "Is it because you and classmate Mi Yingying quarreled before that I didn't speak for you?"
Shaking his head, Xiangyi rejected Wen Siheng's conjecture.
"You are partial." Xiangyi's voice was so low that Wen Siheng could hardly hear it.
"Partiality?" He didn't know why.
Xiangyi glanced at Wen Siheng coldly, "I worked so hard to get into your group, why don't you appreciate it no matter how hard I try to please you?"
"Unappreciative?" Wen Siheng became increasingly confused, "What do you mean?"
"Is it wrong that I just want to please the teacher and get high marks?" Xiangyi asked sternly, "First it was Jian Anran, and then there was Xu Nianhe. You smile at everyone, can't you be nicer to me?
”
……
His throat seemed to be blocked, and Wen Siheng was so speechless that he didn't even know what to say, "Your transcript, I remember, should be pretty good, right?"
"Not bad?" Xiangyi became even more excited, "If I hope to get a 'not bad' evaluation, do I need to please you like this?"
"I want better results, I want results to prove..."
Wen Siheng immediately interrupted, "Then you have to put in more effort, right?"
"Ah!" Xiangyi screamed and suddenly overturned the display screen on the table. Mi Yingying's computer fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
Probably sensing the movement here, people from several nearby offices rushed out one after another. They stood through the door of Wen Siheng's office, hesitating whether to push the door open or not.
The veins on her neck popped out, and Xiangyi was shouting hysterically without knowing what she was saying. Looking around, Wen Siheng made sure that there were no deadly weapons around, and then leaned forward, trying to calm her down.
"Bang!" The office door was opened, and the Vice President rushed in, holding Xiangyi's shoulders with one hand and patting her back gently with the other.
Long after Xiangyi left, Wen Siheng received a message from the Deputy Prime Minister on WeChat:
[Sorry, Xiangyi has a secret reason why she is like this. Let’s just pretend that what happened today never happened]
[If you have damaged items, go to the Finance Department to go through the procedures, and I will explain them there]
In the early morning, the Vice Chancellor sent another message:
