After abandoning his wife and children, Bo Xilai coaxed and begged her to reconcile.

Do you know Song Jinye, the second young lady of the Song family?

"I didn't know before, but I do now." After the company's official account issued an apology statement last time, they learned that the Song family not only had an eldest daughter, but also a pitiful second daughter.

"Do you know how amazing Miss Song is? She's not even thirty yet, and she's already a master's supervisor at a top university. And she's only been back in China for two months, and she's already published two top-tier SCI papers this month! Isn't that incredible? My cousin is her student, and she idolizes Miss Song. Yesterday, she received a 18888 yuan red envelope from her supervisor, which made her the envy of everyone in the family group chat. Compared to her, I'm almost depressed. I work like a dog, getting up early and working late every day, and my salary isn't even as good as hers, a student. I'm even thinking of applying to Miss Song's graduate program."

Song Zhaoyun felt that they must have made a mistake. Song Jin was still young and inexperienced, how could she be a graduate supervisor?

Back in her office, she couldn't wait to go online and check. Sure enough, she saw that Song Jin had become famous in the academic world with two SCI top journal papers.

She found it all absurd and laughable.

Song Jin has only been working at Nancheng University for a short time, how could he possibly have achieved such results?

impossible!

That's absolutely impossible!

A surge of jealousy welled up inside her. She gripped her phone tightly, convinced that Song Jin must have used some underhanded and despicable means to gain this momentum.

She immediately filed a report.

The report accused Song Jin of using improper relationships to obtain a teaching position at Nancheng University, and also accused her of academic misconduct, raising strong doubts about her achievement of producing two papers in just two months after joining the university.

She anonymously sent the email to the Academic Affairs Office, the Teaching and Research Department, and the Discipline Inspection and Supervision Department of Nancheng University.

When Principal Zhang heard the news, he was so angry that his mouth almost twisted out of shape!

Disgrace!

This is utter slander!

If Song Jinyao didn't have this ability, why would he go to such great lengths to bring him back from abroad?

Using improper relationships?

Taylor Song, a renowned professor abroad, still needs to rely on romantic relationships to secure a position at Nancheng University?

That's giving Nancheng University way too much credit.

Song Jinye's ex-husband was Bo Sinian. With her standards, which man could possibly catch her eye?

What's the difference between this kind of baseless slander and a mad dog attacking indiscriminately?

"Investigate! Who reported this? If you're so capable, don't stay anonymous, report it with your real name! It must be the neighboring university that's jealous of our outstanding achievements. How can these people be so malicious? Instead of focusing on proper research, they're always playing these backstabbing tricks. No wonder their research is stagnating."

Director of Academic Affairs: "What about Professor Song?"

Principal Zhang: "Don't let her know about such a distressing matter. It will only affect her mood. Trust me, investigate the whistleblower first."

Song Zhaoyun knew, of course, that anonymous reporting was far from enough.

So she hired another group of online trolls to spread rumors and create trouble online, questioning Song Jinye's academic achievements.

Soon, more and more voices of doubt began to emerge online.

"Having only been with the company for two months, and already published two articles in top-tier journals, is this output speed normal?"

"With such limited experience, how did he get the professorship at Nancheng University? It's obvious he got the position through connections."

"We strongly demand that the original experimental data be made public and that there be a thorough investigation into whether there was any academic fraud."

Now, even if Song Jin didn't want to know, it would be difficult for her.

The five students she taught were all indignant when they saw these unfounded speculations online.

"These internet trolls and keyboard warriors are like headless flies, they're so annoying!"

"They probably haven't even read the boss's paper. If so many people could understand the boss's paper, how amazing would our country's scientific research level be?"

"Our leader works tirelessly in the lab every day, so why do they have the right to question the results of his hard work? Is it so hard to acknowledge someone's excellence?"

Song Jin also remained calm, showing no sign of being bothered by the rumors.

She gently advised the students, "Don't argue with fools, and don't waste your energy on these opinions. You may face similar situations when you achieve success in the future. Never forget your goals, and don't let anyone disrupt your rhythm or throw you into disarray."

Now, whenever Song Jin encounters a problem, Zhuge Yu's solution is very simple and straightforward—first lock onto one target: Song Zhaoyun!

He doesn't care whether Song Zhaoyun did it or not; he'll just start investigating her first.

When investigated, no one uttered a sound; Song Zhaoyun always gave the correct answer.

This time was no different; there was absolutely no suspense.

The anonymous whistleblower email was sent by Song Zhaoyun.

The online trolls who stirred up doubts were arranged by Song Zhaoyun.

Zhuge Yu directly sent the investigation results to the Academic Affairs Office, Teaching and Research Department, and Discipline Inspection and Supervision Department of Nancheng University, as well as the president's email address.

When Principal Zhang saw the results, he fell silent.

Song Zhaoyun is actually Miss Song!

He still remembered when Song Zhaoyun came to him, expressing his sincere desire to collaborate with Professor Song on the project.

As a result, she now actually wants to ruin Song Jinye.

Fortunately, Song Jin had the foresight to refuse her decisively.

Working with someone like that would be incredibly unlucky.

At the same time, Song Zhaoyun took the project proposal and related materials to Bo Zhengxing.

Bo Zhengxing remembered his promise to her, so he first called Principal Zhang and told him about the matter.

Principal Zhang answered the phone with a smile: "Uncle Bo, long time no see! How are you doing?"

He first exchanged a few polite words with the old man, his tone respectful and humble, and his manners impeccable.

Then he got to the point, "Uncle Bo, what brings you here?"

The next moment, upon learning Bo Zhengxing's intention, Principal Zhang's attitude underwent a complete change. All the gentle politeness he had shown during casual conversation vanished, and his tone became solemn and serious, with no trace of the relaxed manner of casual conversation. "Uncle Bo, you're really putting me in a difficult position."

Bo Zhengxing: "I'll talk to Xiao Ye. After all, you're Xiao Ye's superior, so I'm informing you first."

Principal Zhang's tone turned serious. "Uncle Bo, I think you shouldn't make things difficult for Song Jinye. Didn't you used to like her a lot? You treated her like your own granddaughter. Now that you have a new granddaughter-in-law, isn't it a bit unfair to show favoritism?"

Bo Zhengxing was completely confused: "What are you talking about?"

Principal Zhang was speechless: "Your granddaughter-in-law is asking people for favors while simultaneously ruining their livelihoods. I've known countless people, and none of them have ever done things this way."

Seeing that Bo Zhengxing had finished his call, Song Zhaoyun greeted him with a beaming smile, "Thank you, Grandpa Bo..."

Bo Zhengxing raised his hand to interrupt her, his wrinkled face revealing deep anger, all traces of his previous amiability vanished.

He shoved all the documents Song Zhaoyun had brought back into her hands. "Go back now. Just pretend I never said anything."

Song Zhaoyun was stunned, "..."

What... does this mean?