8: 8 Mu Family plagiarism

8 Mu Family plagiarism

"Wow! Big Beauty Su!"

Gu Nanfeng drove very slowly, almost at the same speed as Su Mian's footsteps. He shouted at Su Mian back.

Su Mian stopped in his tracks and turned around to stare at him with displeasure.

"What are you doing? I'm very familiar with you?"

Once she left her mother, Su Mian immediately returned to her lofty position.

"Tsk tsk..." Did you forget me? It was me! "I'm Gu Nanfeng!"

Su Mian pair of phoenix eyes stared intently at his face, as if thinking about his words. His memory was slowly lengthened. After a long time, Su Mian finally realized it.

"Are you Nanfeng?"

"That's right!"

"It's also the Young Master of the Gu family?"

"Uh... "That's right."

Su Mian stared at him for a few seconds before turning around and leaving. It seemed like he didn't want to have too much communication with him.

"Hey!" Su Mian Why don't you know me anymore?"

"Gu Nanfeng, if you don't quit, have you ever thought about meeting me one day?"

"At that time, I had difficulties. Listen to me, I ……"

Before Gu Nanfeng could say anything, he saw Su Mian get into a taxi by the side of the road. He angrily kicked Ferrari two times.

Su Mian and Gu Nanfeng were both high school and middle school students. At that time Gu Nanfeng they were called Song Nanfeng. They followed his mother's surname and Su Mian had been laughing at him for being dirt-dead.

The reason why they were able to become friends was because they didn't have a father. They were considered two different people in the class.

But at that time, they were the focus of the entire school.

Su Mian gave him a pseudonym called "Meng Xi ", Gu Nanfeng it was" Nan Feng ". The two of them kept publishing articles in the school newspaper, and in the end, they won the grand prize in the country.

The two of them were the hosts in the school.

At that time, Gu Nanfeng would often introduce them to others like this," Nanfeng knows my intentions. I'm dreaming to the West Province." I' m Nanfeng and she's Mengxi.

Later, Gu Nanfeng left the school on a crisp autumn morning with leaves all over the ground. He didn't notify anyone or tell anyone and disappeared.

From that moment on, Su Mian never believed anyone.

The memories were gradually put away. Su Mian calmed down, and the emotions in his eyes dispersed. He looked at the door and pushed open the door.

Perhaps sometimes, it wasn't a bad thing to throw it away.

The auction, which was waiting for everyone to see, was finally about to begin. This time, the Qin Clan would be the host of the auction. As a result, the power of life and death was in Qin Liang hands.

But today, Qin Liang gave all of this power to his special assistant Su Mian, and he leisurely played the role of an audience under the stage.

Since Qin Liang had removed Tang Corps from the competition earlier, Su Mian had added a small company to the competition. After careful investigation, the small company was founded by a newly graduated college student. It was filled with passion and passion. This made Su Mian think of himself in the beginning, so he chose to give them a chance.

"Next, the President of the Mu Family will Mu Jin on stage to introduce their proposal."

After Su Mian serious introduction, he retreated to the side and handed the stage to Mu Jin. He didn't have any eye contact with him during the process, which made Mu Jin somewhat unhappy.

"Hello, everyone. I'm the President of the Mu Family Mu Jin. The content of our bid this time is ……"

"You guys plagiarize! Mu Family plagiarism! Mu Family The bidding book is ours!"

A young face appeared below the stage, with an angry expression on his face. He pointed at the Mu Jin on the stage, his tone extremely excited.

As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd was in an uproar.

Mu Jin face was so dark that it could no longer be dark. He suppressed his anger and stared at the young man in front of him, wishing he could tear him apart.

The person who could accuse him of Mu Jin plagiarism had yet to be born.

The auction venue was a little chaotic. Everyone asked Su Mian to come forward to uphold justice.

Mu Jin and the youth looked at Su Mian with different hopes in their eyes.

At this time, if Su Mian asked the security guards to invite the young man out, the bidding would continue. If Su Mian asked the young man to show evidence on stage, then Mu Jin might be in trouble.

"Sir, since you think he's plagiarizing, how about I ask you to show your evidence?" "The Qin Clan upholds a fair and impartial attitude towards the bidding this time. They will punish those who are not right"

The young man looked at the Su Mian gratefully. He held his USB stick tightly in his hand and opened it after going on stage. He displayed the contents in front of the audience.

"Wow..." He really copied it ……"

"So scary. Mu Family actually copied it ……"

Mu Jin expression could no longer be described as gloomy. He snatched the mouse from the young man's hand and opened his document. His expression immediately turned ugly.

Because his bid was stolen!

Seeing his panicked expression, the corners of Su Mian lips curled into a mocking smile as he picked up Mai and spoke to the audience below

"Since Mu Family is really plagiarizing, then on behalf of the Qin Clan, I would like to disqualify Mu Family from this competition. President Mu is also invited to take your team away. The others still have to continue."

As soon as Su Mian finished speaking, Mu Jin suddenly turned around and stared at the Su Mian. His two eyes were like poisoned daggers, piercing straight into Su Mian heart.

Su Mian greeted him without fear, his eyes full of provocation.

"Su Mian, wait!" "Don't think I did n' t know you did it!"

Mu Jin's eyes were heavy as he said coldly.

Before Su Mian could speak, the microphone in his hand was snatched away.

"President Mu, do you have to bear the legal responsibility for openly slandering the employees of the Qin Clan? Or do you want to bear the crime of plagiarism and together today?"

"You... !"

Qin Liang looked at the Mu Jin who was so angry that he was panting with ridicule. The corners of his mouth curled into a frivolous smile, his face full of disdain.

In the end, Mu Jin left with his team dejectedly. The result of the bidding was the college student who had just come on stage to accuse him of plagiarism.

Qin Liang thought that this was something Su Mian had decided in private, and felt a little unhappy. On the way back, she kept her face dark and didn't say a single word.

"Assistant Su, come to my office."

Su Mian had been immersed in the joy of the Mu Jin that had just slapped her face when Qin Liang suddenly summoned her. She was caught off guard.

"President Qin, you're looking for me?" 0

"What happened to the bidding document this time?" Why did such a plagiarism happen? "Why did you show me the bidding documents that day?"

Qin Liang asked a series of questions. Every single one of them pointed at Su Mian and said that she was in the dark.

Su Mian stared coldly at Qin Liang for a few moments, his tone filled with disdain

"President Qin cut, I've never said that I made the bid that I showed you that day. This bid was made by these children. I just used it to get rid of Mu Jin USB stick. Everything else was developed according to my expectations, but I did n' t expect that President Qin cut such a smart person would have such a dirty mind."

"I ……"

Qin Liang looked at the woman who taunted him and knew that he was too impatient. If he didn't figure it out, he would ask for forgiveness. It was indeed a little wrong.

"Do you think I'll hand over the bid to those college students to frame Mu Jin? Qin Liang You are too short-sighted in looking at people."

Su Mian looked at Qin Liang mockingly and left the office, leaving him in a daze.

Su Mian was right. Qin Liang did think so.

It seemed that he had too little understanding of her, which led to the misunderstanding today.

The scene in the hospital that day had been lingering in Qin Liang's mind. It turned out that the Su Mian's strength would be removed for the sake of the loved ones.

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