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After Jiang Tezhu left, the office returned to its previous tranquility.Bo Yu read a few documents, and was a little distracted again.

The man picked up the phone on the table with his slender and skinny hands, and unconsciously clicked into Shen Zhiyi's WeChat.

How long will she live in her natal home?

Live in your mother's house and forget that there are still people at home?

Not a single message was sent, you heartless dead woman!

Bo Yu typed a few words on the screen, and when he realized that he wanted to send a message to contact her, the man immediately deleted this line of words.

He turned off the phone and threw it aside.

She doesn't take the initiative to send messages, and he will never take the initiative.

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Five p.m.

After "posting illegal content" and "posting plagiarism", the reporter posted several posts accusing the website and editor of covering up Meng Ting and double-standard practices.

Now the entire forum page is all about Meng Ting.

Of course, the replies under each post were basically insulting Meng Ting.

Just when everyone's emotions were high and scolding was in full swing.The person in charge of the Fengyue website posted a post on the forum with his official account.

Fengyue Literature Network: "After verification, the book "You Are My Little South Wind" is not a contracted work of our company's website, and the full copyright of this work belongs to the author himself."

At this time, Shen Zhiyi was accompanying Shen's mother to take care of the roses in the greenhouse.

The editor-in-chief, Mousse, called her.

"Honey! Didn't you sign any website for that book? Fengyue Literature Network came out to refute the rumors."

"Yes." Shen Zhiyi replied, "The person who linked me to plagiarism, the webpage she took out was a fake webpage I entrusted someone to make, and the book "Little South Wind" was a waste manuscript written by me in college, and it was never released to the public. Pass."

"I just want to know who stabbed the knife in the back. At first, I bought a navy to report me, and then posted a post with brainless and illegal content. Since she provoked me, it is absolutely impossible for me not to slap her."

Having known Shen Zhiyi for a year, Mousse knew her character.

She is the kind, a drop of water will be reciprocated by a spring.If people dare to offend me, I will beat them.

The little ancestor who has a clear distinction between grievances and grievances, and who must revenge.

Mousse: "As long as you don't sign a foreign contract, you won't have anything to do with plagiarism. You should deal with this matter yourself. It's time to rectify the problem of jealousy among colleagues."

"I don't think about how to improve my writing skills, and I just stare at other people's works all day long. I'm jealous of other people's achievements, and I still do shady things behind my back."

"Well, I'll take care of it." Shen Zhiyi replied.

"What's the matter?" Shen's mother was about to prune the branches and leaves, so she turned her head and glanced at her.

Shen Zhiyi put the phone back in his pocket, smiled and handed her the scissors, "I just met some disgusting people, and I've dealt with them."

"There are many people in society, and people's hearts are complicated. We don't want to harm others, but we must guard against villains."

"Well, I know mom."

Mother Shen touched her face, "Yiyi, how many days do you plan to stay at home?"

"Mom, do you think I'm lazy?" Shen Zhiyi took her mother's hand and said coquettishly.

"I heard your father and son-in-law talking on the phone at noon. Recently, son-in-law has a lot of work. As his wife, you should spend more time with him."

Is it heavy?

She seemed to have heard what Special Assistant Jiang said a few days ago.

It is said that they do not receive foreign guests recently, nor participate in bureau meetings, and the schedule is very loose.

"The end of the new year is approaching. For a company as big as the Bo Group, there must be a lot of accumulated things. Husband and wife are one body, one prospers and the other loses. You and your son-in-law should support each other."

Shen Zhiyi came back to her senses, she nodded, "I will, Mom."

After Fengyue Literature Network made its official statement, the direction of public opinion changed.

The group of people who insulted Meng Ting at the beginning disappeared as if they had evaporated, and then some neutral people came and began to speculate on the real identity of the person who posted the message "It's Mad Hall".

Will you know Meng Ting?

Was it an acquaintance who committed the crime and stabbed him in the back?

After dinner, Shen Zhiyi went into the bedroom, opened the laptop and entered the author's forum.

She starts editing the post.

Her content is just one sentence: "There is no illegal content in "The Little Wife of Thousands of Billions". There is no plagiarism."

The rest are screenshots.

It was she who saved the insulting remarks about attacking abuse.

At the end, she added a sentence: "@是狂旅啊, the author's forum cannot check personal real information, I hope you can private message me to explain. If you dare to do it, you must be brave, don't be a disgusting rat in the gutter!"

It took less than 5 minutes for Shen Zhiyi's reply post to go out.

The person with the id of "It's the hall of madness" logged out of the account and ran away without stopping.

at the same time.

Office of the President of Bo Group.

The indoor lights are always on, Mr. Bo plans to work overtime tonight and won't go home.

Special Assistant Jiang entered the door with the information obtained from the investigation. He walked to the desk and tentatively said, "Sir, the information about the original author of the novel "Hundred Billions of Favors" has been found out."

Bo Group has many subsidiaries.

Including Pink Entertainment Media, as well as the company that Meng Ting's contracted website belongs to.

Therefore, in order to inquire about the author's real information, Special Assistant Jiang gave an order to go down and found it within 10 minutes.

Seeing Shen Zhiyi's photos and messages, Special Assistant Jiang was in a daze for a long time.He waited until Bo Yu finished all the meeting work before he came to report this matter.

Bo Yu didn't raise his head, "Say."

Special Assistant Jiang wiped his sweat, and he handed over the document, "Sir, Madam is the original author!"

The man's eyes darkened, and he raised his eyes to stare at Jiang Tezhu for a while, "Shen Zhiyi?"

"Yes sir, it's madam!"

Bo Yu accepted the document he handed over, the first page clearly stated the real identity information of the author Meng Ting.

Name: Shen Zhiyi

Age: 21 years old

Bo Yu read the contents of this page back and forth several times.

He glanced at the release date of her book again, and it was April 2021, 4, which was three months after the two of them received their licenses last year.

"She met me after marriage?"

"No." Special Assistant Jiang replied affirmatively, "My wife didn't meet you before eating in the old house."

"Then how did she portray the characters?"

Special Assistant Jiang tentatively replied, "Maybe the old lady showed your photo to the wife, but sir, I think..."

"Ah!"

Bo Yu snorted coldly.

He flipped through the document in his hand a few more times, the information of the author of Meng Ting.

As he turned the pages, he said seemingly indifferently: "Shen Zhiyi began to pay attention to me before she married and came to the Bo family, and she couldn't see me after marriage, so she wrote a novel on purpose."

Assistant Jiang: "???"