Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

On the phone, she explained the current situation in detail. After the other party expressed her understanding, she immediately asked Jian Anran to leave her contact information, saying that she would reply immediately after the investigation.

When she hung up the phone, Jian Anran herself was not sure.

It is unclear whether ZH conspired with the other party so that he could successfully win the project, or whether the project team directed and acted on their own, trying to monopolize the entire cycle from project design to construction.

No matter what the situation is, the word "fairness" alone cannot be used as a weapon to defend one's own rights and interests.

"What are you up to?" Ning Beibei just woke up from a nap, barely opened her sleepy eyes, and lay on the bed looking at Jian Anran.

"Did you wake up? I'm sorry." Jian Anran said apologetically.

"That's not true. You understand the quality of my sleep." Yawning, Ning Beibei sat up from the bed.

"You said, if plagiarism is reported, what counter-evidence should we provide here?" Jian Anran asked suddenly.

Before realizing what Jian Anran was saying for a while, Ning Beibei immediately got off the bed and rushed to her.

"What? Who plagiarized? Did Teacher Tu, who handed in the class last time, finally find out that those people plagiarized?" Ning Beibei was obviously very excited.

"Let me just say, no matter how loose the teacher is, it can't be like this. Their level is not called plagiarism at all, it's called copying and pasting..."

After complaining for a long time, Ning Beibei finished what she had been holding back in her stomach for a long time in one breath, and finally let out a long and satisfied breath.

"So, who was caught plagiarizing?"

Just after waking up, Ning Beibei passionately expressed her opinion. Ning Beibei picked up the water glass on the table, took a big sip of water, and looked at Jian Anran expectantly.

"Wen Siheng."

"Ahem, ahem, ahem..." A mouthful of water was almost spat out, and Ning Beibei clenched her fist and beat her chest vigorously.

"Who are you talking about?"

"I said," Jane Anran paused, "Wen Siheng was reported for plagiarism."

"Isn't it?"

"No way?"

"Is this impossible?" After denying it three times in a row, Ning Beibei suddenly cast a look at Jian Anran that was almost asking for help, and she was waiting for Jian Anran's denial.

Plagiarism is really difficult to measure by the standards of the construction industry.

The established structural framework system, mature aesthetic development, and the precipitation of thousands of years of traditional heritage.

Standing on the shoulders of giants throughout the ages, the development of architecture is difficult to achieve qualitative innovation to a certain extent.

When Jian Anran first entered school, she had a lot of doubts about this sentence, but after a few lessons, she immediately understood——

All the so-called routines and models currently on the market have been tried thousands of times by predecessors, and the best ones have survived to this day.

Not only do you need to invest a lot of financial, material and human resources in research, but you also need to accumulate experience, not just relying on a few architects, or even architects with certain experience, to make something earth-shattering.

Many works have been questioned for plagiarism, but often they can cover it up with a "reference".Including their course design every time, unless they are exactly the same, the definition of plagiarism is really hard to say.

"Definitely not." Jian Anran raised her eyes.

"Phew—" Ning Beibei breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll just say that Professor Wen is such a human being, how could he do such a thing."

After telling Ning Beibei what happened, she paused for a short while, barely digesting the huge information she received just after waking up, and came back with a glass of water, before suddenly asking: "So, what did they say Who did you copy?"

"Huh?" Jian Anran's mind stopped for a moment before she suddenly realized that they were dumbfounded the moment they received the notification, and no one in the studio thought about this problem at all.

"No way, you came back without asking clearly?" Ning Beibei asked in disbelief.

"They copy it as they say? How can there be such an empty copy?"

There was no response for a long time, and when Ning Beibei turned her head, she saw Jian Anran who was in a hurry to collect her things.

"What are you doing? Where are you going?" Ning Beibei asked.

"Office," Jian Anran pulled her bag, "Seniors and sisters probably still have a headache about this, I'll discuss it with them."

……

Unlike the silence when she left, Jian Anran heard noisy voices inside as soon as she walked to the door of the office.

The sound of documents, keyboard sound, and the sound of conversation mixed in from time to time.

The headlights in the office were already turned on, and when the door was pushed in, everyone was already busy in their seats.

Noticing that Jian Anran had just walked in, Mi Yingying raised her head immediately, "You came just in time, when you were preparing the project text, you still kept the text of the concept generation and design description in the early stage, right?"

Jian Anran nodded, and heard Mi Yingying immediately say: "It's just right, you can send it to me now, I'm almost done with what I have on hand, and then we will make a compressed package together."

"Is this for?" Jane Anran asked in a daze.

Song Qi who was next to him immediately replied: "Someone reported us for plagiarism, then we will provide materials to prove that we did not plagiarize. Junior girl, hurry up and sort it out, and send the documents over before the project team is off work."

"But," Jian Anran immediately raised the question that Ning Beibei discovered just now, "Who did the other party report that we plagiarized?"

The mind has been in chaos since waking up in the morning. It was not until Jian Anran brought it up that everyone realized this problem for the first time.

"Whoever advocates and who provides evidence, the other party's mouth is unfounded. We have to wait for them to come up with evidence first, and then we will prepare the materials to deal with it."

"Submit all the materials at once, but it will be easier for those who are interested to take advantage of it." After Jian Anran finished speaking, there was a brief silence in the office.

Even Xiangyi was stunned for a moment, and his hand to pack up the files stopped in mid-air.

Song Qi seemed to come to his senses suddenly, and anxiously rummaged through the piles of documents on the table, and finally found his mobile phone at the bottom of the folder.

"What's wrong with the senior?" Mi Yingying asked puzzled.

"I contacted the project team once before. I have saved the phone number of the docking staff. I will try to contact the other party first. You should sort out the documents at each stage first." Song Qi ran hurriedly with his mobile phone while talking out of the office.

At Wen Siheng's request, their previous documents had been named in detail according to date and classification.

By the way, including Song Qi, the few of them stayed in the office, and quickly sorted out all the drawings and written materials of each stage, packed them into a compressed package and backed them up on the hard disk.

"Pa-ta--" the office door opened, and Song Qi walked in with his mobile phone.

"How is it?" Mi Yingying asked immediately.

"The other party said that the case has been closed, and supplementary materials will not be accepted, and the winning bid will be automatically postponed to No.2." Song Qi's lips were dry and pale.