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At this point, there was no need for even a holographic image; everyone could see the clear rows of English.
There is also the beaver shield emblem at the top, which is unique to the London School of Economics.
The place suddenly fell silent. Several senior executives of Yan Group who were attending the press conference looked at each other. Yan Chi, who was three seats away from Mu Qingyan, couldn't help but look over.
Mu Qingyan changed her posture and leaned back in her chair:
"Regarding the negative news I've brought to Yan's, I believe the industry is most concerned about my personal strength and work ability, not any romantic scandals. So, as you can see, this is my explanation."
She paused.
"As for Dongji University, I did study there before and I loved it. However, I dropped out due to health reasons and had to apply to another school. Fortunately, I successfully obtained my diploma."
As she spoke, she showed her IELTS scores, application documents and even tutor recommendation letters.
Many of you here have returned from studying abroad, so you naturally understand the ins and outs of this.
"Ms. Mu, with all due respect, there's absolutely no need for you to hide this academic qualification. Hiding it like this makes it hard not to speculate on your intentions."
This sentence seemed to have helped the colleagues who had been convinced find the crux of the problem, and soon a new round of bombardment began.
"Gentlemen, reporters—"
Mu Qingyan's voice was not loud, but he successfully drew attention back.
"Your questions are not without reason, but I never intended to hide anything. Yan's HR, President Yan, and several of my seniors who have taken care of me, all of whom have read my resume, know about this..."
The more innocent her expression, the more ridiculous the rows of stunned reporters looked.
The HR person sitting nearby seized the opportunity and took the floor:
"Ms. Mu's academic qualifications were indeed reviewed and approved before she entered the interview process. However, she has always been low-key and deeply devoted to her alma mater, so she rarely mentions the School of Political Science and Economics in her daily work. However, this should not be a reason for some employees to maliciously attack her!"
The words were spoken with righteousness and the effect was excellent.
Mu Qingyan exchanged glances with the other person, and everything was said without words.
After all, it's not like she really did nothing these days.
After looking through the online comments again, I found that many "experts" have started to "verify" her new academic qualifications. Fortunately, she has learned from her mistakes since childhood and ensured a perfect disguise this time.
After much thought, she realized that as a small operations director, it would be useless to show her graduation certificate of her major, and choosing famous universities such as Oxford and Cambridge would be a bit too ostentatious, so she chose an upper-middle-level school that was related to business management.
In a short while, public opinion seemed to have completely turned to her side—
"I was wondering how such a pretty girl could do something like this! School of Political Science and Economics! That's my dream school! I want you to be my alumni friend!!!"
"Get out of the way upstairs! Miss Wuwumu is such a powerful girl, yet she's so low-key. You have no heart to hurt her!"
"Look! I told you not to criticize casually, maybe she's out of your league! Do those people who can only chat on their keyboards get a fraction of her IELTS score?"
"Ding Dong——" WeChat notification sound.
Mu Qingyan tilted her head to glance at Yan Chi, then clicked on the profile picture.
"So, many people knew about it, but you kept it from me?"
Mu Qingyan: "..."
It seemed that this man didn't listen to a word she said the night before.
I didn’t know how else to persuade him, so I just closed the interface without replying.
Just when she thought everything was settled, another question from the scene once again made her realize how unreasonable the reporters were.
"Even if that's the case, it doesn't prove that Miss Mu didn't use any improper means in her work!"
A certain young master who had just been turned down raised his eyelids slightly:
"Which media outlet are you from? If the editor-in-chief gets tired of his job, I can help him!"
There was a distinct chill in the voice, and all the cameras stopped simultaneously. It was not until Yan Heng's assistant muted the reporter's microphone that they shrank their necks as if waking from a dream.
Mu Qingyan exhaled and said patiently:
"Whatever you want to know, ask it all at once."
"Ms. Mu, we do have some questions. I wonder if Mr. Yan would mind connecting with your partner, Mr. Wu Sheng, the head of Chuangyuan Group's marketing department."
Mu Qingyan searched her memory for the name, but couldn't figure it out.
She stood up and nodded slightly to Yan Heng, politely declining his attempt to decline the question. Then, her sharp gaze swept towards the press box:
"Can."
Soon, the person concerned stood in the middle of the conference room in the form of a holographic image.
"Mr. Wu, as far as we know, this Mr. Mu has asked you to meet privately several times when he was discussing business with Chuangyuan Group. I wonder if this is true?"
Although Wu Sheng was wearing a suit, his buttons were all over the place due to his fat body, especially his abdomen was very tight. There were several pure gold rings on his fat fingers, which were shining dimly and contrasted with his big gold teeth that were exposed when he spoke.
"Our company has been working with Yan's for a while now, promoting autonomous robots for surveying and transporting heavy equipment. Initially, the cooperation was very pleasant, but later on, I don't know if Yan's KPI requirements were too high or what, but Ms. Mu contacted me several times, hoping we could increase the order amount. Chuangyuan Group is a small business, and I've already said it's not possible, but...but..."
Wu Sheng looked towards Mu Qingyan, his small eyes flashing with danger and greed, but his tone and expression showed that he was extremely embarrassed.
"Ms. Mu...Ms. Mu sent me a lot of messages in the middle of the night, and the content became increasingly ambiguous. Later... Later, she often asked me out for drinks privately..."
"Did you go?" the reporter asked.
"I... I went, I shouldn't have gone! Miss Mu... Miss Mu always dresses very... very that way. The last time, she... she even made an appointment at the hotel... she... we..."
Wu Sheng paused for a moment, then suddenly bowed several times towards Yan Chi.
"It's my fault! I shouldn't have been with Miss Mu... Mr. Yan, I'm sorry for you—"
"What the hell are you talking about!!!"
The man's pointed words instantly ignited all of Yan Chi's anger. He jumped up from his chair, even forgetting that Wu Sheng was not there at all, and rushed directly towards the holographic image.
Yan Heng and Zhao Qun didn't even have time to hold him back.
Mu Qingyan quickly gave an order to the robot standing beside him:
"Stop him! Now!"
The high-intensity command instantly reached the positron brain, and the thrusters under the robot's feet took effect, sliding out at a speed unattainable by ordinary people, barely blocking Yan Chi at the edge of the podium:
“Sir, please stop!”
"Get out of my way!" Yan Chi roared.
But for some reason, his words did not seem to have the effect of overriding the previous potential instruction, and even failed to trigger an equipotential conflict. The robot still stood in front of him unwaveringly.
Mu Qingyan didn't look in that direction. Even though she knew how much dirty words there were on the Internet, her expression was still calm and composed.
If she remembered correctly, she had only met the director of Chuangyuan Group once.
The department deputy had something to do, so she went there to replace him.
I don’t know who wanted to frame her, but they even dug out this person.
In that case, don't blame her for being rude.
"Mr. Wu, forgive me for asking, but do you have any evidence for what you just said?"
Mu Qingyan asked as she blindly typed a few words and sent them to York.
Wu Sheng was not scared. Although his hands were shaking, he quickly took out his cell phone.
AI captures information on the interface and directly magnifies it on the big screen.
In an instant, the whole audience took a breath almost at the same time.
Behind each of the explicit and ambiguous words are some photos that are too painful to look at.
Judging from their appearance, those two people were undoubtedly Mu Qingyan and this Mr. Wu.
She thought she had lived for 25 years and had experienced everything she should have experienced, and had seen the world, but she was still disgusted by the scene before her.
The press box was filled with looks of surprise, ridicule, and contempt, and several Yan's executives in the stands looked at her with a hint of distrust.
She could almost foresee what kind of bloody storm would happen on the Internet.
"Mr. Wu." Mu Qingyan raised her hand to suppress the whispers, "Have you forgotten what Yan's does? You dare to frame me with just these few photos. You and the people behind you are a little inconsiderate, aren't you?"
Wu Sheng hadn't expected her to say such words at this time. His expression cracked a little, and he stiffened his neck and said:
"Ms. Mu, now that things have come to this, I really can't hide it any longer. I—"
“Snap—”
Yan Chi slammed his palm on the table, scaring Wu Sheng back what he was about to say.
"I'm warning you! If you dare to say another word, I will definitely make you pay the price!"
Mu Qingyan looked at Yan Chi in surprise:
"Oh, I almost forgot. Our Xiao Yan is a core figure in Yan's R&D Center. I believe Xiao Yan has already noticed the problem with these photos. Why don't you help me explain it?"
After he finished speaking, Yan Chi turned sideways and looked at her.
Then he took a deep breath, straightened his slightly wrinkled suit, and his expression visibly relaxed.
"This little trick is absolutely ridiculous."
He waved to the robot that had just stopped him and whispered a few instructions.
Soon, under the increasingly suspicious gazes of the crowd, the robot manipulated the keyboard projected through the optical mirror and reanalyzed the photo on the big screen in just a few steps.
All layers, light and shadow contrasts, and color blends are all displayed.
Mu Qingyan looked at the face that was revealed after her face was removed.
Very good, there is an unexpected gain.
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