Qingqiu [Transmigration Book]

As soon as Tian Xun entered the door in the morning, he saw Mr. Mu frowned with his arms folded halfway behind his desk. The desk was in a mess, and light brown liquid was still dripping down.

He carefully helped Mu Qingqiu tidy up the desk without daring to breathe.

It was the first time Tian Xun saw Mr. Mu get so angry. He obviously didn't say anything when he was bullied by someone in the marketing department.

Mu Qingqiu heard the movement, turned to see Tian Xun, and eased his expression: "Morning, you're here? Thank you, there's no need to clean up. Just let Auntie clean it up for a while. Come with me for now... "

The phone vibrated and buzzed on the table.

It's a strange call.

Mu Qingqiu hung up.

During this period of time, there are always various harassing calls on this work mobile phone number.

Just as I was about to continue talking, the other party called again.

Mu Qingqiu hung up again.

Call from the other side.

After repeating it three times, Mu Qingqiu clicked his tongue and answered the phone impatiently.

"Why do you always hang up on me!"

Mu Qingqiu didn't say anything, but the other party complained first.

"Who are you? Is there something wrong?"

"..."

There was a second of silence, only to hear the other party say in a rather speechless tone: "It's me. Xu Zhixian. I sent you an email and you didn't reply to me..."

"Huh? Xu Zhixian?" Mu Qingqiu was stunned, "Why is your voice on the phone like this?"

"...How do I know. Don't talk about it, just read the email I sent. If you are worried about viruses on your computer, open it with your iPhone first. Of course, there are no viruses."

"Oh, good." Mu Qingqiu put the phone between his shoulders, unscrewed the computer with both hands, and checked the email, "KennethX0316?"

"Yes. It's my private account. The theme is the software package." Xu Zhixian said, "After you download the compressed package, you can open it with a user code. I wrote a text and you just follow it step by step."

"Okay..." Mu Qingqiu clicked the mouse and followed the steps to install, "What is this for?"

"You can think of this as anti-PS software. I wrote it overnight with a friend from the University of Berkeley in the United States."

"So strong?!" Mu Qingqiu was shocked.

"It's not very strong either. It was originally one of his research topics, and the program design has come to an end. Just... please hurry up." Xu Zhixian explained, "It should be able to help you. I think the architect used The version is from 2013, as long as it is from 14 years ago."

"Thank you...you are good enough, Berkeley can be regarded as the top university in the computer industry in the United States." Mu Qingqiu suddenly found that the rich kids he knew were all very strong.

"No, it was a coincidence. I was in a motorcycle club with him when I was studying abroad. He had just transferred from finance to computer at that time, and he had trouble with his family. He was almost too hungry to eat."

Mu Qingqiu: ...

The installation process was completed very quickly. Mu Qingqiu opened the architect's original copy with this software that has not yet been tested publicly, and within a minute it automatically restored the appearance of the first draft.

"Is it installed?" The phone has not been hung up yet.

"It's installed, and it's unraveled." Mu Qingqiu was a little excited, but more angry, "The original manuscript is just a ball of thread!"

Xu Zhixian heard the voice of taking a deep breath from the other side of the phone, he got the answer he wanted, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up.

"Thank you, I..., you..., I owe you a favor, you..." Mu Qingqiu thought for a long time but couldn't think of what the other party would need.

"Don't worry about returning it. If there is a need, I will contact you." The tone on the other side of the phone was relaxed and cheerful, "Oh, that's right. Save my mobile phone number, don't block me, and don't hang up on me again."

"Okay." Mu Qingqiu obeyed, "How does this software see the specific revision date?"

"Click on the menu, there is a comparison. Click on it, and the saved time point will be displayed in the lower right corner. Just record a screen."

"Thank you~"

After hanging up the phone, Mu Qingqiu realized that Tian Xun was still standing not far from him and was at a loss. He sighed in his heart, he seemed to scare the child.So, he smiled and said, "There is progress."

During this period of time, he was busy looking for evidence, so Qin Liangfeng kept in mind the design timing of different versions of Qin Liangfeng.

Soon a breakthrough was found, and the truth came out.

The architect on the Internet didn't look like a building at first, but it looked like a usual practice, just an ordinary baroque building.

As the date advanced to March 3, the style suddenly changed, and it was eighty percent like Qin Liangfeng's first draft.

Afterwards, the details and different angles of the building were perfected, and the building did not adopt a suspended appearance until the day when the award was nominated.

"March 3th." Mu Qingqiu murmured.

According to Qin Liangfeng's general recollection, he guessed that he was seen plagiarizing the design in the cafe he frequented.

Because at that time, Mu Qingqiu had not yet obtained the land approval, and originally planned to buy another piece of land as a large shopping mall, so there was no need for the architect to expand the building area with suspended buildings.

unambiguous evidence.

Mu Qingqiu temporarily put aside the matter of the destruction of the original shopping mall, and first called the PR department and two investigators.

"Liang Ying, prepare to record the screen to explain." Mu Qingqiu ordered.

Computer, camera, everything is ready.

However, when the video was recorded halfway to explain Qin Liangfeng's design time, Qin Liangfeng said that his tablet could not be found.

"It was obviously locked in the meeting room when the meeting ended yesterday." Qin Liangfeng rubbed his head with a dazed expression.

"Xiao Qin, are you thinking about it?" Li Yongxin said standing beside him.

"Qin Liangfeng, go and find all the places you visited yesterday." The anger that was finally calmed down in Mu Qingqiu's heart flared up again, "Others, go and help find them too."

"Yes."

They searched for an hour.

Finally, the aunt who was doing hygiene found the wet flat plate in the pumping tank of the women's toilet.

The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

Mu Qingqiu: I can't repay you for helping so much...

Xu Zhixian: Why don't you make a promise with your body~

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The small theater belongs to the small theater.

I read the comments yesterday and some people said that I felt cp after eating too much.

Let me start by stating that there is a reason for this. (Because if it wasn't for a reason, it would be too abrupt for Xu Zhixian to fall in love with Mu Qingqiu and help him. I didn't have too many characters before, and I felt a bit collapsed)

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There are few updates today.

I didn't mean to get stuck here, sorry.

I'll post a little more tomorrow.

Thank you for your comments and favorites~

In addition, there are no comments, (although I hope everyone will comment in my heart), it doesn't matter. It's probably just that my writing is not very good, so you won't want to comment.

(Things are indeed not that simple, but they are not very complicated. The person watching the screen silently, I hope you will not lose sleep today)

Good night, I wish you all sweet dreams~