This paper marked the beginning of Mrs. Duan's appreciation of Pei Xi.
Although Pei Xi didn't say anything, Old Lady Duan was very shrewd.
She also guessed that it was written by Meng Fu.
Since she values Pei Xi because of this paper, she will naturally value Meng Fu because of this paper as well.
She hadn't discovered Meng Fu before, but now that she knows him, she doesn't want to let him go. However, she also doesn't want to give up the fame and fortune that Pei Xi has brought her. She wants to have both, and she can only do it through Yang Hua.
Old Mrs. Duan didn't know about Yang Hua, but Yang Lai mentioned Meng Fu more than once in order to ease the relationship between her and Yang Hua.
Thinking back now, the only thing Mrs. Duan remembers is. .
Willow catkins are Meng Fu's weak spot.
Old Madam Duan's expression also relaxed for a moment. She looked at Yang Hua's dark hand, but did not pull it. She just concealed her disgust and said gently, "I will hold a decent banquet for you and Meng Fu. Many celebrities will gather there."
Hearing Meng Fu's name, Yang Hua finally let go of the black soil in her hand.
...
...
She stood up and turned to look at Old Lady Duan. There was no strange expression on her face, as if she was seeing a stranger. "What paper?"
"The article that Xixi won the award for is now suspected by the outside world of plagiarizing Meng Fu," Mrs. Duan saw Yang Hua's reaction, her tone was not so cold, and she even slowed down her tone, "This is not good for Xixi's reputation. She can't marry into the Duan family with this reputation. You don't understand it, but Xixi marrying into the Duan family will also be good for Meng Fu's future development. I will train her wholeheartedly. By then, you will be the second lady of the Yang family, and she is my granddaughter. She is so talented, you don't want to bury her, right?"
Using both soft and hard tactics, Old Lady Duan wanted Yang Hua to compromise.
Let Yang Hua know the inside story.
A rural woman and a star, Mrs. Duan thought to herself, it should be easy to handle.
Unexpectedly, Yang Hua just looked at Old Lady Duan, didn't agree, and just asked calmly: "Pei Xi plagiarized A Fu?"
Yanghua actually has a very good memory.
She doesn't understand mathematics or those advanced papers.
But she remembered what Meng Xun had said to her, and the drafts written by Meng Fu were invaluable.
Last time she asked Meng Fu to help Yang Zhaolin solve a problem, Meng Fu sent her the document and she was very careful about everything.
Later, Pei Xi solved the problem. Yang Hua was reluctant to show the document to Yang Zhaolin, so she restored the original copy and sent it back to Meng Fu.
but--
Yang Hua also clearly remembered that when she went upstairs that day, the documents on the table were moved.
Thinking of this, the expression on Yang Hua's face gradually turned cold.
Mrs. Duan originally thought that Yang Hua should be easy to deal with, but she didn't expect Yang Hua to seize on the "plagiarism" issue. Her expression became calm again, "This matter is not important."
"Mom!" Behind the greenhouse, Yang Lai was controlling the wheelchair. After listening to a conversation, he looked at Old Lady Duan and asked softly, "What are you talking about?"
After the servant sent Old Lady Duan to the greenhouse, he immediately went to find Yang Lai.
The last time Old Lady Duan came, she parted with Yang Lai and Yang Zhaolin on bad terms, and the Yang family servants all remembered it. Now that Old Lady Duan came again, the servants went straight to find Yang Lai.
He stood outside the greenhouse and heard everything Old Lady Duan said clearly.
Old Mrs. Duan didn't expect Yang Lai to be outside the door, but she didn't panic. She just pursed her lips and slightly turned sideways. "This is the best result, a win-win situation. Yang Lai, you are a businessman, you should know better than me."
"What about Afu?" Yang Lai looked at Old Lady Duan. "Pei Xi's paper was plagiarized from Afu, and you asked her to clarify that Pei Xi did not plagiarize? Have you ever thought about Afu's feelings?"
"I told you," Mrs. Duan frowned, a little impatient, "I will train Meng Fu well. She will be the pride of our Duan family in the future! She will inherit my position! This matter is just a temporary measure. Gold will always shine. If Xixi gets the upper hand, it will not be bad for Meng Fu or you."
"No, I won't agree." Yang Hua suddenly said.
Old Mrs. Duan looked at Yang Hua, her brows still furrowed.
Yang Hua picked up the shovel again, squatted beside the flower pot, and crushed the black soil bit by bit and spread it on the flower pot, "You can go."
This was the first time that Old Lady Duan spoke to Yang Hua in such a humble and condescending manner, and even promised Yang Hua and Meng Fu a big deal.
When she came, she didn't think Yang Hua would not agree.
As long as Yang Hua agrees, everything will be easy.
I didn't expect Yang Hua to say this.
Old Madam Duan looked at Yang Hua, then at Yang Lai, and was also amused by her anger, "Yang Lai, you should know which path Xixi has taken to the Feng family, right? Don't you agree?"
Yang Lai didn't quite understand the whole story, but he knew one thing: Pei Xi seemed to have... plagiarized Meng Fu.
Old Mrs. Duan came to see Yang Hua to protect Pei Xi.
As she spoke, Yang Lai remained silent.
Old Mrs. Duan looked down at Yang Lai, said nothing, and left the greenhouse.
After Mrs. Duan left, Yang Lai frowned. He moved the wheelchair to Yang Hua's side and asked, "What happened between Afu and Pei Xi?"
"Remember Pei Xi's award-winning paper?" Yang Lai talked about this with Yang Baoyi and others more than once.
Yang Hua remembers it very clearly.
Yang Lai was stunned, "That is..."
"If I'm not mistaken, it should have been written by Afu." Yang Hua said lightly.
Yang Lai was completely shocked.
He calmed down in the greenhouse for a while before asking, "Afu...her math..."
So powerful?
Probably because of Yang Lai, Yang Hua was in a much better mood. She finished packing the soil and brought the kettle over, "Very good."
Yang Lai nodded.
He controlled the wheelchair and came out, and saw Mrs. Yang standing in the garden.
Madam Yang sneered, "I heard everything. Your mother is also a talented person. We have already torn our relationship with Pei Xi openly, but she still wants to have both. If she chooses to stand on Afu's side, there will be a way out."
**
Outside the door.
Old Madam Duan was extremely angry.
Old Madam Duan was really moved by the talent displayed by Meng Fu. As the top scorer in the college entrance examination, he could write such a paper at the age of 20. His future achievements would not be too low.
But Pei Xi has now used this momentum to climb to the upper level.
There are obvious effects.
If Pei Xi's plagiarism is exposed, the reputation of the Duan family will be greatly reduced, and Duan Shenmin, the research institute and the Feng family will not be able to get in touch. Old Mrs. Duan really doesn't want to see this result.
That's why I came to find Yang Hua in person.
Unfortunately, Yang Hua refused to cooperate at all.
Old Mrs. Duan's face was dark. She really wanted to have both, but if she had to choose one now, she could only choose Pei Xi, who could help her more.
Old Mrs. Duan took out her cell phone and called Pei Xi.
Pei Xi answered the call quickly, her voice trembling slightly. Old Lady Duan asked bluntly, "Do they have any evidence? Tell us everything."
"No." Pei Xi let out a breath and told the whole story from beginning to end.
Pei Xi has always been careful in doing things, and she had deleted the pictures on her phone long ago.
Now the only surveillance left is from the Yang family.
Meng Fu had no direct evidence. If Pei Xi refused to admit it, there was nothing he could do. After all...
Pei Xi registered and published it first. Pei Xi insisted that he had never read Meng Fu's paper, so what could he do?
"Okay, you can tell everyone about this. I didn't expect Meng Fu to be able to do it at that time. I was frightened and had hypoglycemia, so I didn't do it. You have to study Meng Fu's paper thoroughly in the next two days." Mrs. Duan hung up the phone, then looked up and said in a deep voice: "Go to the Mathematics Union."
The headquarters of the Mathematical Union is in Beijing.
Not long.
Old Mrs. Duan arrived at the Mathematical Union.
The Mathematical Union members were very busy, so Old Mrs. Duan sat in the car and made a phone call.
After finishing the call, she came out and walked into the Mathematics Union.
Soon, a middle-aged man came out.
Mrs. Duan's serious face was wrinkled with laughter. She looked at the middle-aged man and stretched out her hand: "Vice President Jiang."
Vice President Jiang also smiled and said, "Madam Duan, long time no see. Let's go to the office and talk."
He invited Mrs. Duan into the office.
"I came here this time because of Xixi's patent," Old Lady Duan said straight to the point. Holding a teacup, she said to Vice President Jiang, "After all, it was our Xixi who applied for the patent first. They can't provide evidence of Xixi's plagiarism. It's not appropriate to block it like this, right? You also know that our Xixi's boyfriend was interested in her paper at the beginning."
Vice Chairman Jiang also knew about Pei Xi's affairs.
He had some friendship with Old Lady Duan. When he heard what Old Lady Duan said, he looked up and asked, "Miss Pei's boyfriend?"
"That's Shen Min," Old Lady Duan smiled, "I heard that his younger brother Duan Yan has become a formal perfumer."
Vice Chairman Jiang's expression changed. Although he was the vice president of the Mathematical Union, he also knew about the affairs of the capital. He had naturally heard of the rising star "Duan Yan" in the capital.
The main reason was that his teacher became an A-lister and gained great fame.
"I know," Vice President Jiang took a sip of tea, "it's really inappropriate to block it this way."
Old Mrs. Duan smiled.
Having said this, she turned and left the Mathematics Union.
Vice President Jiang sat there for a while, then stood up and walked upstairs to the control room. "Who blocked Pei Xi's patent?"
The staff member looked up and said, "I don't know. Someone must have reported the blockade. We are still collecting evidence."
"Where is the president?" Vice Chairman Jiang looked at him and asked casually.
The staff member smiled and said, "You forgot that the president went to the exchange meeting and will be back tomorrow."
Vice President Jiang said, "Since there is no evidence in Pei Xi's paper, it should be unblocked. Let's delete the news on the official website as well."
"Ah?" The staff was stunned.
Deputy Jiang would look at him and ask, "Didn't you hear?"
After Vice President Jiang finished speaking, he went downstairs directly.
The staff quickly opened the webpage to unblock Pei Xi's patent.
**
Dean Li’s laboratory.
When Meng Fu arrived, Su Cheng also called her.
"I've found a house," Su Cheng's voice came through the electricity, even lower, "I'll take him to school. This place is a little far from the school. Su Huang's house is next to his. Su Huang will take him to school every day from now on."
This was the new house that Su Cheng asked Dou Tian to find.
It is close to Suhuang, which will also be convenient for Suhuang's special training in the future.
Seeing Meng Fu making a phone call, Xin Shun kindly gestured to Meng Fu to go inside to find Dean Li.
Meng Fu thanked him quietly. She walked inside and pulled off her coat with one hand. Her fingertips were clearly visible and her voice paused slightly: "Su Huang's house?"
Even Su Huang has a house?
I didn’t pay attention to Su Huang’s special training.
It was not in Jiang Xinchen's house, nor in his school.
All attention was on Su Huang's house.
Su Cheng, "...I gave it to him wholesale at that time."
"Okay," Meng Fu recalled that Sudi also had a wholesale set, so she looked up with a lazy look in her eyes, "Let's talk about it when we get back."
She hung up the phone and happened to see Dean Li inputting data algorithms.
"You're here just in time," Dean Li looked up and saw Meng Fu. He pushed his glasses and said, "You need to fill in the information for the SCI paper. Think about what pen name you should use to publish it."
He reached out and turned the computer towards Meng Fu, asking her to fill in the information.
"Thank you." Meng Fu put her coat over her arm, lowered her eyelashes, and thanked Dean Li.
She pressed her fingers on the keyboard and filled in the information.
Another message appeared on the phone. Meng Fu looked down and saw that it was a WeChat message from Xu Mohuai. Her eyes narrowed.
M Xia: [Picture]
M Xia: Is this what you want?
Meng Fu clicked it and took a look.
The box that M Xia sent was made of wood, about the size of a palm, rectangular, and had no lock on the outside. It was a mechanism box.
Meng Fu: [Yes, how did you get it? 】
M Xia: [mask, but they haven’t fallen into the thief sect. 】
Meng Fu: [Yes. 】
M Xia: [The situation with the Fragrance Association is tense recently, so it will take some time before we can bring it back. 】
Given her relationship with Xu Mohui and Mask, there was no need for her to say thank you. After all, Meng Fu had pulled them back from the brink of death time and time again.
Meng Fu looked at the picture and felt much better.
Put the phone back in your pocket.
**
afternoon.
Five o'clock.
Yang Zhaolin received a call from Yang Lai and took Meng Fu and Meng Xun back to have dinner.
In the Yang family parking lot, Meng Fu and Jin Zhiyuan entered the gate. Yang Zhaolin parked the car and just got out.
Then I received a call.
It's Dr. Wu.
"What's going on? The Mathematical Union has released Pei Xi's patent again, and deleted the press release that had issues with Pei Xi's paper," Dr. Wu was puzzled, frowning, "Is your cousin not going to pursue the matter?"
Yang Zhaolin paused, looked up at Meng Fu's back, walked back a few steps, and stopped in front of Yang Hua's greenhouse.
After thanking Dr. Wu, I opened the official website of the Mathematical Union and saw that all the messages about Pei Xi had been deleted.
The patent was also released again, without making any splash.
After what happened in the morning, Meng Fu never mentioned Pei Xi again. She only asked the Mathematical Union to block the article and did not publicize it. Yang Zhaolin knew that Meng Fu was probably doing this to save his face.
Now the paper has been released? !
Yang Zhaolin took a deep breath and called the official website directly to inquire about this matter.
The official website's response was also very official, "Sorry sir, we cannot block the patent because we have no evidence."
No evidence?
Yang Zhaolin hung up the phone. He remembered what he had asked Meng Fu before. Maybe...
There is evidence.
In the hall, Meng Fu was talking to Madam Yang, but Yang Hua had a very indifferent expression.
After Yang Zhaolin went in, he greeted them and then went to find the person in charge of surveillance.
"Young Master." The person in charge of surveillance saw Yang Zhaolin and quickly stood up.
Yang Zhaolin glanced at the monitoring room and said in a deep voice, "Give me last year's surveillance footage, from September, dated the 27th."
The Yang family’s surveillance footage is automatically downloaded to a mobile hard drive and is not cleaned up regularly.
Hearing Yang Zhaolin's words, the person in charge of monitoring was stunned, "No. 27? Okay."
He quickly looked for the surveillance footage on the 27th among a pile of mobile hard drives marked with data year, month and date.
But I couldn't find it after searching for a long time.
"Young Master..." The person in charge of surveillance was startled and looked again, but couldn't find him.
Yang Zhaolin's face was very cold, "Keep looking."
The person in charge was startled and looked through other years.
The surveillance suddenly disappeared at this time...
Yang Zhaolin turned around and went straight back to the hall.
In the hall, Madam Yang was talking to Meng Fu about Yang Lai's legs. Seeing Yang Zhaolin coming back, Meng Fu looked up and her lazy expression paused slightly.
Yang Zhaolin took a deep breath, turned to the people in the hall, and said in a cold voice: "Who touched the video in the monitoring room today?"
Yang Lai put his hands on the armrests of the wheelchair and looked up: "Surveillance video?"
"Pei Xi plagiarized Afu's paper. The Mathematical Union blocked her patent, but it was suddenly unblocked just now. The official response was that there was no evidence," Yang Zhaolin was very annoyed. "The surveillance at home is the evidence."
Hearing this, Meng Xun looked up, obviously very surprised.
She didn't know about Meng Fu and Pei Xi yet.
Meng Fu leaned back in his chair and only raised his eyebrows, not caring much.
Yang Zhaolin pursed his lips and glanced at Meng Fu, feeling even more guilty towards Meng Fu.
"Surveillance is evidence?" Yang Lai was silent for a moment. The corners of his lips lowered, and his eyebrows and eyes were a little cold: "Then I know who might have done it."
Yang Zhaolin looked over and asked, "Who?"
Yang Lai said: "Your grandmother."
Yang Hua's expression became even colder.
Madam Yang poured tea for Meng Fu and Meng Xun, and sneered when she heard what he said.
Yang Zhaolin looked up suddenly.
At this time, he finally understood why the Mathematical Union had unsealed Pei Xi's patent.
There must be some involvement of old lady Duan.
As expected, they are worthy of being a Duan family member, they are capable of planning.
"She came to see your aunt this morning," Yang Lai's voice was full of sarcasm when he said this, "and asked your aunt to persuade Afu to help Pei Xi clear her name. She knows the vice president of the Mathematics Union, and now she has secretly taken away our videos. After all, she is the only one who can do so much."
Having said that, Yang Lai also pressed his eyebrows.
He looked at Meng Fu and smiled bitterly, "Afu, uncle..."
Meng Fu held the teacup and said nonchalantly, "It's okay. It has nothing to do with you."
Yang Zhaolin took a deep breath, picked up his cell phone and dialed Old Lady Duan's number directly.
Mrs. Duan's call was quickly connected. On the other end of the phone, her voice sounded dignified and calm: "Zhao Lin?"
"Grandma," Yang Zhaolin said, trying to keep his voice calm, "Did you ask someone to unblock Pei Xi's paper?"
The voice from Old Mrs. Duan paused for a moment and she didn't answer immediately.
Yang Zhaolin's voice rose slightly, and he lowered his eyes: "You sent someone to take away the surveillance cameras in our house, right? You don't want us to submit direct evidence?"
“Zhao Lin, are you blaming me? Have you forgotten who trained you to be what you are now?” Old Mrs. Duan spoke in a cold voice with an air of authority without even getting angry.
"So, is it you?" Yang Zhaolin asked softly.
Old Madam Duan was silent for a moment. Perhaps she felt that she had won the game, so she slowly said, "Why bother? Isn't it good for the family to live in harmony? Why do you have to let me do it?"
This sentence is obviously an admission.
Yang Zhaolin's expression turned completely cold.
He didn't turn on the speaker, but the volume of his cell phone was loud, so everyone could hear what Old Lady Duan said.
The hall fell silent.
Madam Yang still sneered, she was not surprised by this.
Yang Zhaolin felt chilled. He was not angry when Old Lady Duan forced him, but now he was really angry. He said in a hoarse voice, "Grandma, I don't believe you don't know that the paper was written by Afu? You have always taught me to be upright, but what are you doing now?"
On the other end of the phone, Old Mrs. Duan was sitting on a chair.
This was the first time Yang Zhaolin was angry with her. Old Madam Duan smiled unexpectedly. "Zhaolin, are you angry? Very angry? You are so smart, you should have guessed it. I didn't go to ask for your opinions this morning. I just went to inform you. Whether you agree or not, there is only one result."
After saying this, Mrs. Duan hung up the phone.
“Pah—”
Mrs. Yang smashed the cup.
Yang Zhaolin and Yang Lai, these two were so angry that they exploded.
Meng Fu, the person involved, just smiled. She took out a piece of paper and asked Madam Yang to wipe her hands. "Aunt, don't be angry."
"Afu, you..." Madam Yang was stunned when she saw Meng Fu smiling.
Meng Fu reached out and dialed a phone number, putting her slender white fingertips against her lips, signaling Madam Yang not to speak.
The phone was connected, and a male voice came from the other end, very gentle: "Student Meng."
Meng Fu raised his eyebrows, his voice still unhurried, "President, has my teacher contacted you?"
"I was out of town and received a call from your teacher this morning." It was Hao Yiyang.
"No wonder." Meng Fu held the teacup, "Only your people released the patent of the person who stole my manuscript."
"Deal with your people before my teacher knows."
Otherwise, this president’s tenure will come to an end.
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