Chapter 37 I was amused by him
Shi Qinghe chose the second path.
Meng Xi arrived at the conference hall five minutes later.
She stood stiffly on the carpet, as if she knew she had done something wrong. As she was being stared at by dozens of eyes, Meng Xi fell to her knees at Shi Qinghe's feet, crying, "Miss, I really had no inspiration recently. You urged me so much that I had no choice but to plagiarize my mentor's unpublished work. I copied very carefully, and I really don't know why it was discovered. Please save me, I'm still young and don't want to go to jail."
The scene was chaotic.
Everyone couldn't help but sigh.
It turns out that all the works published by Shi Qinghe after entering the industry were written by Meng Xi. She usurped Meng Xi's position and snatched away his honor. She also abandoned Meng Xi when the matter was exposed and she was about to be prosecuted, and pushed someone out to take the blame without hesitation.
It makes people feel pity for Meng Xi.
It also makes people despise Shi Qinghe.
Who would dare to work for her if she treated her loyal servants like this?
"Plagiarism is an ironclad fact. Even if it wasn't Shi Qinghe who plagiarized, but this assistant, she works for Shi Group, so that represents the entire company. Even if Professor Pei's team appeals, Shi Group still can't be exempted from liability."
"This isn't the most fatal issue. The impact of plagiarism is extremely severe. The bad reputation that will follow Shi's company won't be cleared for three to five years. If another competitor steps in and steps on us, Shi's company will be on the verge of bankruptcy!"
That's right.
A good image takes decades to build, but a bad reputation can be formed overnight.
It is very difficult to recover.
Shi's father, sitting in the center seat, was extremely worried. He glanced at his daughter in the wheelchair, feeling both distressed and disappointed. Just then, Shi Yin's voice rang out again: "Dad, maybe we can contact Professor Pei."
Shareholder: "Why would she meet with the plagiarist?"
Shi Yin explained, "Meng Xi just said she plagiarized her mentor's work, which means she learned from Professor Pei. I heard that Professor Pei treats her students very well. If Meng Xi goes to her in person to plead with her, who knows, maybe she'll withdraw the lawsuit? Give it a try. It's better than sitting in the meeting room and getting angry."
"you……"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Wang. I'm just too concerned about my sister. Besides, my dad has caught a cold and has been coughing a lot lately. I was worried that he'd be ruined by the company's work, so I was anxious and spoke without restraint."
Hearing this.
Father Shi's eyes, which were furrowed with brows, now had some light in them.
He was so busy working on a new year project that was going to be launched, that the temperature in Beijing plummeted, and he caught a cold. He didn't say anything, and his wife didn't take it seriously, nor did he himself. But Shi Yin saw it and took it to heart.
She has always been timid, but today, in order to help Qinghe, she mustered up the courage to enter this huge conference room. Facing the aggressive questioning of all shareholders, she neither humbled nor overbearingly sought a way out for Qinghe.
She is a good child.
I really treated her badly in the past.
Father Shi grabbed Shi Yin's slender wrist and brought her behind him. He then looked at Director Wang who was speaking and said sternly, "If you have a better idea, bring it up now and we'll discuss it together. If not, then do as Yin Yin says!"
…
The call came ten minutes later.
It’s connected.
The person there gave an address and asked Meng Xi to go there.
The meeting was not dissolved.
Everyone was still gathered in the conference room, watching the online chatter unfold while waiting for Meng Xi's call. After about two hours, when it was already getting dark outside, Secretary Li pushed open the door and ran in beaming, "Professor Pei's team called and said they'd like to give that unpublished work to Meng Xi!"
Everyone was stunned.
Instead, they cheered.
If the plagiarized work was given to Meng Xi, then the work published on Shi's official website would not be plagiarized. Shi's crisis was resolved, and the New Spring Project suffered a brief snowstorm, but fortunately, Shi Shiyin saved it from destruction.
Not long.
Posts published by Shi’s official account appeared online.
A photo of Meng Xi and Professor Pei was accompanied by a caption that roughly read: "As Professor Pei's last disciple, our employee Meng Xi is extremely outstanding. He has mastered Professor Pei's essence to the point that he has been accused of plagiarizing his own mentor. Please be vigilant and do not believe any rumors. Shi Group, a company engaged in the high-end luxury couture design industry for 30 years, adheres to originality and firmly protects the hard work of every original designer."
Shi did not plagiarize.
It's slander.
It's a rumor.
Someone, however, discovered another overlooked point: "Shi Qinghe, Deputy Director of Shi's, abused his position to bully junior employees, stealing other people's work and writing his own name on it. Doesn't Shi's company have an explanation?"
"I can't imagine. If this plagiarism mistake hadn't happened, would this designer named Meng Xi have been sucked blood and exploited by Shi Qinghe for the rest of his life, never to have a chance to rise above the crowd?"
"Meng Xi isn't just one person, but a group. Everyone, speak up now while the heat is still on. If you remain silent this time, you'll be the Meng Xi next time!"
late at night.
The lights in Shi's Building are still on.
The plagiarism incident had passed, but Shi Qinghe was thrust into the spotlight. Despite spending a fortune, he still couldn't suppress the trending topics. Shi Yin knocked on the door and entered the chairman's office. She glanced at the man sitting in the boss's chair, his face gloomy. She quietly walked over and placed a cup of brewed lily tea next to him.
Father Shi woke up with a start, looked up and saw his daughter's well-behaved face, and breathed a sigh of relief: "You haven't left yet, Yinyin?"
"Traditional Chinese medicine says lily tea can moisten the lungs and relieve coughs. I've made you a cup."
At that time, my father's throat was slightly choked.
That evening, Secretary Li told him that Yinyin had braved the heavy snow to buy medicine at a traditional Chinese medicine clinic and had brought it to him at the office. Perhaps he had treated her too harshly in the past, with nothing but indifference and verbal criticism, so when she, despite past grudges, showed filial piety to him, he felt a little guilty and a little sorry.
"Dad, are you going to fire my sister?"
Shi Yin glanced at the signed dismissal form.
Surprised out loud.
She tried to plead, but Shi's father interrupted her, saying, "The online outcry is intensifying. When people mention Shi's company, their first impression is one of workplace bullying and backdoor privileges. To restore the company's image, not only must Qinghe be fired, but Mengxi must also be promoted to deputy director of the design department."
Shi Yin bit her lip, her eyes immediately reddening. "It's all my fault. If I hadn't followed Secretary Li into the meeting room and hadn't been so anxious to clear my sister of the charge of plagiarism, then this wouldn't have happened."
"Yinyin, don't blame yourself. If it weren't for you today, not only would Qinghe be detained, but the company would also be in danger. It was because you stood up and thought of having Meng Xi contact Professor Pei that everyone was able to escape."
"The first series of products for the New Year project have become victims of public opinion. Dad knows you have a talent for design, so the content of the second series will be entirely handed over to you."
"I'll do it."
Shi Yin nodded.
He left the office a few minutes later.
She wiped the tears from her face and entered the elevator expressionlessly. The Porsche Macan drove out of the Shi Building, braving the snow and wind as it careened through the streets of Beijing, heading towards Beishan Villa.
A message pops up on the central control screen.
My friend Mo Li sent me this: "Yinyin, as you said, I've already pushed Shi Qinghe's post about stealing the fruits of others' labor to the top ten of all topic lists. No matter how much money the Shi PR department throws at it, it won't be taken down within two days."
Molly owns more than a dozen media companies.
Rich in resources.
It's very convenient to check things.
Manipulating public opinion is her forte.
Shi Yin replied with a voice message: "Thank you, Jasmine, I'll treat you to some candy. There's a candy store over at IFS Mall, and the candies there are all delicious."
"Huh? You don't like sweets, do you?"
"I've been liking it a bit lately."
"Really? Then I must go try the candy in this candy store and see what good stuff is put in it."
Not long after Mo Li sent the message, a certain bad guy appeared with his gray avatar. Just by reading the text, one could imagine Han Zhan's snarky tone: "Wife, when will you be home? I miss you so much that I can't even eat."
Image: "Rice bowl/Rice not touched/"
It's obviously a staged photo.
The dishes are all empty.
Young Master Han had a good appetite today and ate so much.
The car stopped at the intersection ahead. While waiting for the red light, Shi Yin reached out to click on the picture, but before his fingertips touched the screen, the picture was withdrawn.
A new one arrived a few seconds later.
Han Zhan: "(The bowl is full of rice) / The dish behind it is cut off /"
Shi Yin was amused.
She pretended not to have seen the previous photo and typed a reply: "Just past IFS Mall, about 20 minutes to get there."
[Han Zhan]: "(Hands on the wall, a rose in mouth)/emoticon/"
Shi Yin: “…”
This emoji is really ugly.
But, looking at him a few more times was inexplicably funny. She couldn't help but chuckle, and on the way back to Beishan Villa, a faint smile unconsciously appeared at the corners of her eyes.
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