Since we want to seek justice, we must prepare more sufficient evidence.
So after lunch, Jiang Si and Huo Tingzhou first sent Professor Li and Dean Gao home.
After that, I drove to the Beijing Artists Association.
Fang Yujun had just finished lunch and was surprised and happy to see the young couple coming over!
He quickly brought the person to his office and asked, "When did you come back?"
As he spoke, Fang Yujun looked Jiang Si up and down. "Why do you look a little thinner than you did in your youth? Is it because taking care of the children is too hard?"
Jiang Si felt warm in her heart and said that she had just returned the night before yesterday.
Then he smiled and said, "Master, I am quite young, but you seem to be getting younger and younger."
"You just make me happy."
Fang Jun patted her hand in a stern tone, "Hurry up and sit down. Xiao Huo, you sit down too."
As she spoke, she took out a tea bucket from the cabinet.
"I don't have much to do at work this afternoon, so I'll be home soon. You two can come with me and have a quick dinner at my place tonight."
Knowing that Jiang Si had given birth to twins, a boy and a girl, Fang Yujun specially prepared some gifts for them to take back to her country.
Jiang Si stopped him and said, "Shi Li, please stop busying yourself. Actually, I came here today because I want to ask you for help with something."
Fang Yujun was surprised: "What's wrong? What happened?"
Jiang Si then told the story of the design drawings being stolen. The design drawings submitted this time were the official versions that had been archived.
Although it is anonymous, you still need to mark the places where the 㫧 character is needed.
However, the font is strictly regulated and can only be Fangsong.
Time is limited, and it is obviously too late for the other party to redraw it according to his own design.
Jiang Si guessed that the other party should have directly submitted his own design drawings.
As for the red and black markings and lines above, did he use a scraper to modify them, or use a pen to trace over her existing work?
This can only be known after seeing the final design drawings.
"How can this be possible!"
Fang Yujun got angry when he heard this, and his eyebrows stood up.
"He's just looking at the blueprints and not making them public. Even if he stole someone else's work, no one would be able to find out for a while."
"Don't worry, I'll take care of it. I have an old friend at the Bureau of Observation who specializes in handwriting identification. His skills are absolutely excellent. I'll give him a call later."
Then she asked, "You said you took photos for record?"
"Yeah." Jiang Si nodded.
She took the photo out of habit, but she never expected that someone would actually steal her design drawings.
"Then give me the film."
This is key evidence, so the developed photos will naturally be clearer and more detailed.
They often play in their association and Beijing pictures.
Fang Junyu: "I'll send the negatives over to them shortly, and I'll have them developed and enlarged for you by tomorrow morning at the latest."
Jiang Si was touched, "Thank you, Master Li. I'm sorry for causing you trouble this time."
Fang Jun glanced at her angrily, "Why are you being so polite to me, kid?"
The two talked for a while, and seeing that it was getting late, Jiang Si stood up and said goodbye.
Knowing that they had other things to do, Fang Yujun didn't stay any longer.
After Jiang Si left, she thought about it and finally dialed a familiar number.
After a long time, an elegant male voice came from the other end of the phone.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
After Jiang Si and Huo Tingzhou left the Artists Association, they immediately rushed to the Beijing Post Office.
The design draft was sent from here, so the problem either lies in the mailing process, or the Shen family has acquaintances in the Ministry of Construction.
Otherwise, the design draft would not have come into his hands out of thin air.
However, as soon as the car stopped, Huo Tingzhou suddenly grabbed her hand.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Si turned her head to look at Guo Dian.
Huo Tingzhou didn't say anything, but gestured for her to look in the direction of the post office gate.
It was the afternoon working hours, and there was a group of post office employees wearing green uniforms and aluminum badges on their chests.
At this moment, they were walking towards the post office building in twos and threes.
Jiang Si's eyes swept through the crowd and suddenly fixed on a familiar figure.
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