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Chapter 202 Sherlock Holmes

"Could it be Shi Licheng again?" Jian Anran blurted out and then met Mi Yingying's confused eyes.

"Shi Licheng? Who is Shi Licheng?" she asked curiously.

Then she looked at Wen Siheng for help, and Jian Anran didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Oh my god, school girl, you must know something, right?" Mi Yingying rushed to her, "Who is Shi Licheng?"

"Yes..." Looking really teasing, Jian Anran had no choice but to reply, "He is a friend of the teacher."

"The teacher's friend?" Mi Yingying and Song Qi were obviously very surprised by this answer.

"The thing about Xiangyi plagiarizing... it was actually Shi Licheng who threatened Xiangyi to do it."

……

The office fell silent for a moment, and only the wind outside could be heard rustling the leaves. The short sentence contained so much content that Mi Yingying did not react for a moment.

"What? Why? How did he threaten?"

"It may not be convenient for me to talk about Xiangyi's private matters, but it was indeed Shi Licheng who threatened Xiangyi and she had no choice but to do it."

"Recently Xiangyi also sued the other party, and Shi Licheng has been placed under administrative detention."

"Oh my God!" Mi Yingying couldn't believe her ears, "So Xiangyi, who I've been scolding for so long, was actually being coerced?"

A feeling of guilt suddenly arose in Mi Yingying's mind, and she recalled the harsh words she had scolded Xiangyi in the past.

"So, Shi Licheng is deliberately trying to get into trouble with the teacher?" Song Qi immediately grasped the point, "Does he have any personal grudges with the teacher? Why is he always holding on to the teacher's projects?"

"Is Shi Licheng also engaged in construction?" Song Qi asked.

Wen Siheng shook his head and immediately denied, "It's from the bridge."

"He is Xu Nianhe's predecessor."

"What?!" Mi Yingying's voice almost shouted from the depths of her throat, "Help, why is there such a thing as catching a horse?"

Although they were embarrassed to ask further, everyone immediately imagined the annual emotional drama in which Xu Nianhe's ex, in order to pursue love, slandered Xu Nianhe's current successor, Wen Siheng, at all costs.

The other party was even detained, which is almost like ancient be literature.

"Don't be too nervous about this matter," Wen Siheng looked at the untouched mineral water on the table, "We have a clear conscience."

After closing the glass door to isolate Mi Yingying's gossip, Wen Siheng took out his mobile phone from the table full of documents. Wen Siheng immediately found Zhang Peiwen's phone number.

"I didn't expect them to be so efficient?" The moment the call was connected, Zhang Peiwen immediately started talking to himself before Wen Siheng could speak.

"Mr. Zhang could have avoided such trouble." Knowing that it was Zhang Peiwen who set up the trap, Wen Siheng didn't look angry at all.

"I'm sorry, Teacher Wen. This is the easiest way." Zhang Peiwen's voice didn't mean he was sorry at all.

Wen Siheng paused, "So, what should I do now? Just wait quietly?"

"Then I still have to trouble Teacher Wen to work hard again," Zhang Peiwen said. "Teacher, as long as you think about who is the vested beneficiary of this result, the problem will be easily solved."

A vested interest?

After hanging up the phone for a long time, Wen Siheng still didn't know who the vested interest Zhang Peiwen was talking about.

The answer is clearly right in front of him, but the other party still wants to play a riddle with him.

However, for the sake of two million, Wen Siheng is still willing to be a commoner, and he can still tolerate this level.

Whether it's good or not, whether it's projects, fame or fortune, even if he doesn't value these personally, his students, the people in his studio, whether they are going to school or getting a job, they all need projects of this magnitude.
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"Pa-ta-" The glass door opened again, and Wen Siheng walked out.

"Let's stop what we are doing now. Next, we may have to worry about something else."

……

After looking at the list for two hours, they still had no clue.

Not long ago, Wen Siheng collected a list from nowhere and asked everyone to do everything possible to search the resume and background of the above people and speculate on who might report them.

"Is the person who reported the report here?" Song Qi looked at the list in fear.

Wen Siheng then shook his head, "Maybe he's not here, but I don't know where to start now, so let's start with the people in the project."

"Anran, Anran!" Mi Yingying's voice suddenly brought Jian Anran back to reality, "Why are you in a daze? I called you several times."

"Sorry." Jian Anran said sheepishly after tying her wandering self back to the chair in time.

"What were you thinking about just now?" Mi Yingying handed her a copy of the list.

"I'm thinking, am I really here to be a designer?" Jian Anran sighed.

During the summer after completing the college entrance examination and filling out her major, she was confused for a long time about what major she should choose.

After all, in the past, whether it was teachers, parents, or various news media on the Internet, everyone only said to do well in the college entrance examination and to study hard.

But after they study hard, they start to get confused when filling in their majors.

They have only known about studying for many years, but in the end they found that no matter what ideals or goals they had, they were all empty talk.

After all, ideals cannot be eaten for a living, and the major they choose now is likely to be their job for forty years in the future.

She had always thought that she was not good at talking to people, and she was usually quite interested in painting. After struggling for half a month, Jian Anran immediately applied for the major of architecture.

In the past few years of college, she only talked about it on paper. It was in her senior year that Jian Anran came into contact with an actual project for the first time. The only thing she felt was-

The gap is huge.

I thought I would just immerse myself in design and become an artist.

I didn’t expect that if I engaged in this industry, I would have to become a salesman at the same time. I would do research in the early stages, various adjustment meetings in the mid-term, and finally connect with Party A in the later stages.

Just when she thought the matter was finally coming to an end, she realized that it was not settled yet after signing the contract. Now she had to turn into a detective at the same time and start investigating this project.

"Hey, wait, something doesn't seem right!" Mi Yingying was the first to break the silence in the office.

Her computer interface was a tweet from a certain public account, which probably introduced a certain college's foreign exchange and cooperation projects. The introduction under one of the group photos immediately attracted everyone's attention——

[A group photo of teacher Shi Baozhen, a grade 20 counselor in our school’s construction management major, and her husband, Mr. Qi Shuquan, a senior engineer]

In the list of project teams given by Wen Siheng, the name Qi Shuquan was only listed below Li Jisheng. As for Shi Baozhen, this last name was so special that everyone noticed it at a glance.

Time to protect treasure, time to establish progress.


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