Chapter 77 Chapter 77 Memory Recovery
The night was as dark as ink. When the private plane landed at the airport in a coastal city, Yu Sixie's fingertips were still sliding quickly on the tablet computer, processing the urgent report of the multinational branch.
For him, this industry summit is a key opportunity to further expand overseas markets.
The accompanying staff had already arranged everything in advance. As soon as he walked out of the VIP channel, he saw his assistant coming towards him with documents, but behind him was unexpectedly a familiar yet unfamiliar figure - Xue Ying.
"Mr. Yu, since Mr. Yu was grounded, no one's taking care of the promotional work for the cultural and creative stores he's in charge of. Ms. Xue said she could take over temporarily. She also said that while sorting through the documents, she discovered a copyright document that overlaps with the summit's main partner, which might affect tomorrow's signing."
The assistant's words made Yu Sixie stop and he looked up at Xue Ying.
The girl was wearing a light gray business suit, holding a file bag tightly in her hand, her eyes full of anxiety.
"Mr. Yu, that document involves the boundaries of our partner's brand authorization. If there's an error, the summit signing could be ruined."
Xueying deliberately emphasized her tone, because she knew that Yu Sixie cared most about mistakes in his work.
Yu Sixie didn't have much brotherly affection for Yu Ziche, and he certainly wouldn't let down his guard just because of Xue Ying. However, the copyright issue was crucial to the success of the summit, so he took the room card from his assistant and said calmly, "Let's go to the hotel first and show me the documents."
He didn't even look at Xue Ying once during the whole process, as if she was just a tool to deliver documents.
In the presidential suite on the top floor of the hotel, Yu Sixie had just connected his computer to the conference room system when Xue Ying knocked on the door carrying a briefcase and an insulated box.
"Mr. Yu, I've brought the documents. Also, since you haven't had dinner, I borrowed some ingredients from the hotel kitchen and made some vegetable porridge. You can fill your stomach while you read the documents."
She placed the document bag on the table and, when she opened the thermal box, she deliberately dropped a piece of notepaper on the carpet.
It says "The partner's supplementary copyright terms need to be confirmed tonight, otherwise it will affect the signing of the contract."
This is exactly what Yu Sixie cares about most.
The man bent down to pick up the note, frowned slightly, and opened the file bag to search.
But there were only a few insignificant promotional materials for cultural and creative stores, and no so-called copyright documents at all.
"Ms. Xue, where is the copyright document you mentioned?"
Yu Sixie's tone became a little colder, and he stared at Xue Ying sharply.
Xueying immediately looked flustered and rummaged through the document bag, "How could it be gone? I clearly put it in there... Did I accidentally drop it in the hallway just now?"
She was so anxious that sweat broke out on her forehead. "There's only one copy of that document. If I lose it, tomorrow's signing will be over! Mr. Yu, could you accompany me to the corridor to look for it? I'm afraid I'll miss something if I'm alone."
Yu Sixie stared into Xue Ying's eyes, knowing that she was most likely acting, but if the copyright file really existed, it would be troublesome if it was lost.
He stood up and followed Xue Ying out of the room. The corridor was dimly lit. Xue Ying deliberately walked very fast in front, stopping from time to time to pretend to look for documents. She also "accidentally" bumped into a fire hydrant and spilled the cup of water in her hand all over Yu Sixie.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Yu!"
She hurriedly took out a tissue to help him wipe it, but Yu Sixie raised his hand to block it.
"No, I'll go back to my room and change my clothes. You can find them yourself."
Yu Sixie turned back to his room and just took off his wet shirt when he heard a knock on the door.
Xueying stood at the door holding a clean shirt. "Mr. Yu, I borrowed this from your assistant. Please change into it first to avoid catching a cold. By the way, I just found a document at the elevator entrance. Do you want to see it now?"
Yu Sixie took the shirt, and although he was still cautious, he let Xueying into the room with the important documents.
Xueying placed the documents on the table and poured a bowl of porridge from the thermos box and handed it to him. "Mr. Yu, please have some porridge to warm your stomach first. I've checked the documents and marked the key points. This will save you some time when you read it."
A whole day of running around and this sudden accident made Yu Sixie extremely tired. He hesitated for a moment and finally took the bowl of porridge.
He didn't know that Xueying had dissolved colorless and odorless sleeping powder in the porridge.
She bought this powder through a special channel. It will only make people sleep deeply and will not leave any traces of detection.
After Yu Sixie finished reading the document, he realized that the porridge was gone.
Just as he was about to let Xueying leave, he was hit by a strong wave of sleepiness, his vision went dark, and he fell on the sofa.
Xueying looked at Yu Sixie who had lost consciousness, and a hint of pride flashed in her eyes.
She knew that it was impossible for him to really have anything happen to her, so instead of using the so-called aphrodisiac, she would design a trap that could be real or fake.
She helped the man to the big bed in the bedroom, unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt, left a light lipstick mark on his neck, draped her coat on the sofa, placed her high heels beside the bed, and put Yu Sixie's phone in her coat pocket.
After doing this, Xue Ying took out a glass bottle from her bag, carefully put the few strands of hair that Yu Sixie had dropped on his shirt into the bottle, and gently wiped his fingertips with a cotton swab.
He picked up his phone and took a few photos of the scene on the bed from ambiguous angles before taking the documents and the thermal box away, carefully wiping off his fingerprints, and leaving quietly.
Walking to the corner of the corridor, Xueying touched her belly, a secret smile appeared on the corner of her mouth——
A week ago, she got the pregnancy test report.
She knew that Yu Ziche was simply incapable of giving her the life she wanted, and that only by "framing" the child on Yu Sixie could she completely change her fate.
The next morning, Yu Sixie was woken up by the alarm clock and had a splitting headache.
He looked at his messy shirt and the lipstick marks on his neck, then saw the coat on the sofa and the cell phone in his pocket. His memory of last night stopped at the moment he was looking at the document, and everything after that was a blank.
At this time, Xueying came over with breakfast, with just the right amount of worry and shyness on her face: "Mr. Yu, are you awake? You suddenly fainted last night. I was afraid something might happen to you, so I had to stay by your side in the room..."
"Miss Xue."
Yu Sixie interrupted her, his voice as cold as ice, but he did not immediately expose this clumsy plan - the signing of the summit was imminent, he did not want to cause trouble, and he did not want to let irrelevant people affect the work.
"I don't want to talk about what happened last night."
He stood up, picked up his phone, and pulled up the message from his assistant, "I've booked your return ticket. Leave now."
There are surveillance cameras in the suite, and her childish behavior is completely meaningless.
Yu Sixie only wanted to make Xueying disappear as soon as possible, but he didn't expect that his "keeping things quiet" would give her an opportunity to take advantage of him.
A hint of joy flashed in Xueying's eyes. She knew there were surveillance cameras, but sometimes the surveillance cameras were not online all the time, right?
This will actually make him let down his guard.
The girl nodded in a wronged manner: "Okay, I'll leave now."
Before leaving, she deliberately dropped a small pearl earring on the bedroom carpet - she wore it specially, and it was similar to the style that Yu's mother often wore. It was expensive and would definitely attract the attention of the cleaning staff.
Looking at Xueying's leaving back, Yu Sixie rubbed his brows, temporarily put aside last night's "accident" and focused on the summit signing that day.
Xueying sat in the car on the way to the airport and took out her phone to send a message to Liu Lianzi: "The plan is half successful. Now we just have to wait for the right time."
She touched her lower abdomen, her fingers gently stroking the glass bottle containing Yu Sixie's hair and fingerprint samples——
It won't be long before she makes everyone believe that the child in her belly is Yu Sixie's.
…
In the business school's seminar room, the wind coming in from the window swirled in the air, carrying the smell of ink from new documents.
Xitong sat in the last row, her fingertips repeatedly stroking the title of the subject "Cross-border E-commerce Supply Chain Optimization" on her notebook.
Last month, under Lu Feng's arrangement, she temporarily joined the research group.
As a doctoral student in business and the president of Haicheng Group, she now seems a bit like a layman.
I couldn’t understand the model parameters shared within the group, and even basic supply chain node analysis required repeated reference research.
There are always areas that are not covered after half a year of intensive review.
Xueying always looked at her with a bit of contempt for "joining through the backdoor".
"Next, Xueying will report on the interim results of the 'cross-border e-commerce supply chain optimization model.'"
Lu Feng pushed his glasses, and the microphone carried his voice to every corner of the seminar room.
Xueying immediately walked up to the podium with her laptop in her arms. Her off-white dress made her look particularly eye-catching. The smile on her lips revealed her pride in being a "core member of the project."
When she glanced at Xi Tong, her eyes stayed for two seconds, as if to confirm whether this "new member" could understand her report——
According to Liu Lianzi's investigation, Xitong now "can't even figure out basic cost calculations."
The PPT homepage popped up, and the words "Core person in charge of the project: Xue Ying" were marked in bold blue font, which was particularly eye-catching.
She cleared her throat and pointed to the port comparison chart on the screen. "We compared the logistics efficiency and customs clearance costs of three major ports in Southeast Asia and ultimately selected Malaysia's XMH Port as the transit hub. Model calculations show that this can reduce overall supply chain costs by 8% and increase inventory turnover by 5%..."
As soon as the words fell, Xitong suddenly felt a sharp pain in her temples, and it was as if countless data tables were rapidly turning pages in her mind -
Debugging cost optimization formulas on my computer late at night, recording port congestion data while communicating with logistics company leaders, and filling my notebook with supply chain node weight diagrams...
Those lost memories, like an activated database, became clear in an instant.
Xitong never thought that she would recover her memory through such an opportunity!
She suddenly looked up, and her originally distracted eyes suddenly became sharp, like a precise data analysis tool, seeing through the loopholes in the report at a glance.
Suppressing the exploding pain in her head, she took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.
"Junior Sister Xue," she slowly stood up, the chair making a light sound on the floor, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
"You said XMH Port can reduce costs by 8%, but according to a report released last month by the Southeast Asian Logistics Association, XMH Port has four typhoon warning days each month, which can increase port demurrage by 12%. The storage fees, liquidated damages, and customer compensation for delayed delivery of goods incurred by port demurrage actually increase total supply chain costs by 3.2%. How can it be a reduction of 8%?"
The smile on Xueying's face froze instantly. Her fingers slid across the keyboard frantically, trying to turn to the next page of the PPT to hide her panic. "I—I used the latest calculation model and adjusted the port detention coefficient to minimize the impact of the typhoon..."
"What is the adjusted port detention factor? What is the basis for it?"
Xitong walked towards the podium step by step. The sound of her high heels stepping on the floor was steady and powerful. She was completely different from the silent and lowered girl just now.
"In the group's shared folder, the midterm report you submitted last week still used the old coefficient of 1.5. If it were the new coefficient, the latest edition of the 'Southeast Asia Port Logistics Index' you cited was only released yesterday, but your PPT revision history shows that all the data pages were created three days ago. You can't possibly have gotten the index data before it was released, right?"
There was a sudden murmur from the audience. Several students lowered their heads to look at the port report on their phones. Lu Feng also frowned and picked up the mid-term report on the table to compare it with Xue Ying's PPT.
Xueying's fingertips began to tremble. She hadn't expected that Xitong, who had lost her memory, could instantly point out the key loophole. Her voice began to tear up. "I... I asked a friend in the industry for the index in advance, and I haven't had time to update it in the report yet..."
"Yeah?"
Xi Tong pulled out a black notebook from her backpack. The cover had a worn edge and was printed with the logo of last year's International Supply Chain Forum.
That was the work notebook she carried with her before she lost her memory. She had never remembered its purpose before, but now she clearly remembered the contents of every page.
"This is a calculation table I used when I was doing cross-border logistics research last year. It clearly states that the demurrage cost coefficient at XMH Port can only be adjusted to a minimum of 1.8. However, the coefficient you used in your PPT is 1.2. This value is outdated data from three years ago and is no longer consistent with current port operations."
Xi Tong opened the notebook and handed it to Professor Lu Feng. On the yellowed pages, the data, formulas and handwritten revision notes were clearly visible.
What is even more coincidental is that the "inventory turnover rate optimization formula" in Xueying's model is almost the same as the derivation process in the notebook, except that the "safety stock coefficient 0.3" was changed to "0.25", and even the variable signs were not changed.
The evidence was irrefutable, and Xueying's tears welled up instantly. "I didn't mean to do that. The core members of this project went abroad, and there was no one to organize the data. I was afraid that the project would be stalled and affect the postgraduate entrance examination, so I... I referred to the previous research..."
“Reference is not plagiarism, nor is it replacing someone else’s work with your own name.”
Xitong's voice was cold, but every word was clear.
"As a business researcher, the bottom line is the authenticity of the data and the originality of the results. If you take previous research data, change the coefficients, and claim it as your own work, this is not 'data collation', it is academic misconduct."
After Lu Feng finished reading the notebook, his face darkened. He switched the PPT back to the homepage and deleted the label of "core person in charge".
"Xueying, give me all the raw data, parameter bases, and previous research materials you referenced tomorrow. Xitong, since you have in-depth research on cross-border logistics, you will be responsible for optimizing the cost model for this project. We will discuss the new research plan next week."
Xueying walked down the podium in a daze, while Xitong stood on the podium and began to analyze the optimization direction of the topic freely and fluently.
From the cost-sharing mechanism for multi-port collaboration to the demand forecasting model based on consumption data, every idea is supported by data and every plan has rigorous logical deduction.
The students in the audience looked at Xitong's skilled appearance and couldn't believe that this was the new member who even asked about the background of the project.
This is clearly a business researcher who can calmly debate with experts at academic conferences.
After the report, Xueying stopped Xitong with tears in her eyes: "Sister, I'm going to give you the project, can you please not tell the college? It's not easy for me to get into graduate school..."
Xitong looked at her, her eyes calm but with unquestionable determination.
"You have to earn your admission to graduate school based on your own abilities, not by stealing other people's work. You need to apologize to Professor Lu and everyone in your research group and admit your mistakes. I can let it go this time, but you must remember that academic integrity lost is harder to regain than any achievement."
After saying that, she turned and left. The sunlight filtered through the seminar room window, casting a long shadow behind her.
That is the calm aura of a professional researcher. It does not need to be deliberately shown off, but it is powerful enough.
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