Si Shao’s Sweet Wife, She is Doted On

Chapter 215 I’ll bet with you

"I..." Luo Yuanhang was about to speak, but seemed to remember something again, "Why should I admit it? What should I admit to when I have never done it at all!"

"Wu Eryan, don't think that you are following Su Yun. Now that you have a backer, you can talk nonsense. I can act upright and I am not afraid of your slander!" After saying that, he quickly hung up the phone.

Fortunately, I responded quickly. Maybe if they recorded me and took evidence, I wouldn't be able to clean myself up.

 stroking his chest, Luo Yuanhang felt that he was very smart and was not being held back.

Eryan on the other end of the phone was indeed very angry. She glanced at the hung up phone and was very angry.

 Just a little bit, he almost admitted it himself, and then posted the audio on the Internet, which was the most favorable evidence, but he braked the car at the most critical moment and refused to let go.

If he doesn’t admit it, he can’t use it as direct evidence. How cunning!

"I said, he won't be so easily fooled." Su Yun didn't agree with Eryan's provocation method from the beginning. If Luo Yuanhang was so easily fooled, he wouldn't have coaxed her into doing anything in the first place. He still has some scheming skills.

“I’m so angry! It’s obvious that he did it. He dares to do it but dare not admit it. He is not a man!” Eryan said angrily as she threw her phone on the table.

"There are many people in this world who dare to do something but not admit it. If anyone has done something bad and they will admit it, do they still need the police to solve the case?" Because she had no hope for this plan from the beginning, Su Yun felt much calmer. She said, " Have you sorted out all the information I asked you to sort out?"

“I’ve sorted it out. Fortunately, all the notes are there.” She nodded and cheered up again, “I’ll post it online right now.”

"Well, when mosaicing the key places, the time must be clear." The probe took a look and made sure there was no problem before letting her send it up.

She had kept some experimental records when she left. There were computer data backups and handwritten notes. At that time, Luo Yuanhang thought they had been detained and she had no choice. Little did she know that she had the habit of keeping backups.

 In addition to being in the laboratory, she often has inspirations at home and needs to record them at any time. A handwritten note is enough.

In addition, Eryan, as an assistant who learned from her and helped her, also had her own records and experiences. The best evidence was the two experimental notes flipped up.

Sure enough, after Er Yan posted this, it immediately aroused a great response. Those who were hesitant before and refused to take sides also came to Su Yun's side.

 Evidence! The evidence is real. This is more real than anything else. It’s not just a few empty words. If Su Yun’s notes are nothing, and she secretly copied Jiang Shiwei’s, then Wu Eryan’s Woolen cloth? Copying Su Yun?

And anyone with a little bit of knowledge can see that this is not just a temporary copy. The records and insights inside, as well as some crossed out and changed places, are clearly records of a perfumer's process of repeated trials and efforts. , and Wu Eryan’s experience and insights as an assistant, even if they are partially mosaic, you can still see the intentions at different stages.

For a time, the popularity of "plagiarism", "academic fraud", "Luo Scumbag" and "Owes Su Yun an apology" continued to rise. Almost overnight, Luo Yuanhang became a dog that everyone wanted to beat.

 “No, that’s not the case!”

Sitting in the office chair, Luo Yuanhang broke into a cold sweat.

He stared at the computer screen, never expecting that Su Yun still had such a back-up move, and even Wu Eryan had such a thing in her hand!

“No, I still have a chance, I still have a chance!” He stumbled up and remembered that Jiang Shiwei had handwritten a note during the lawsuit. When he took it out now, he also had evidence.

I rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, and finally found the relatively new notebook in the bottom of the drawer. However, the moment I took it out and placed it on the table, I stopped taking pictures.

He forgot that Su Yun left a trick for him when she left. Some parts of the notes were simply wrong. Because the errors were not obvious, and the notes were so thick, Jiang Shiwei just copied them, so even if they were put online, they might not be Mistakes will be found out, and it will become evidence to counter oneself.

 Putting down his cell phone dejectedly, he put his hands in his hair, trying hard to save the current situation.

 He raised his head and glanced at the computer. There were 999+ unread comments on the screen, and the private messages were almost bursting. He didn’t even need to click on it, he already knew what was in it.

They were nothing more than insults to him. He leaned heavily on his chair. Luo Yuanhang looked up at the ceiling, his mind going blank.

It's ridiculous to imagine, but it's just public opinion on the Internet. Things that can't be seen through the screen. Turning off the monitor can block everything, but it seems to be an invisible network, tightly intertwining and tying people up, making it impossible for people to break away. , making people feel suffocated.

 In this information age, he is well aware of how terrifying the power of public opinion is. He can stir up enthusiasm and use people's sympathy to increase the company's sales, but he will also be criticized by public opinion. Returns and boycotts on the Internet are a precursor to deterioration.

 Taking a deep breath, he decided to make a final struggle.

I still vaguely remember that Su Yun sent a few words: Those who are clean will be clean by themselves, I don’t care. With just a few words, she suppressed the turmoil of job-hopping and betrayal of her previous family in an understatement, and even gained a wave of fans for her, saying she had a good character.

Luo Yuanhang decided to follow suit. Instead of closing comments and private messages, he commented on and retweeted Wu Eryan’s post on Weibo with the evidence. The same eight words: Those who are clean will have a clear conscience.

After replying, he took back his hand and answered the call from the after-sales manager, "Open a return hotline and tell customers that we will never refuse if they want to return goods. We just have to arrange them according to the order of placing orders. You can do your best." Slow down, but you still have to give up."

 The after-sales manager was surprised, "Mr. Luo, there are currently a large number of returns applied for, and some of them have already been used, so they are malicious."

“It doesn’t matter, just do as I say. It’s just a process, please be patient, but we at Weilan will definitely try our best to meet the customer’s requirements.”

 After finishing the explanation, he notified the public relations department to send out a copy with a similar meaning. After everything was settled, he got up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked out the window.

It was windy outside, and he could feel the coldness through the glass. He was gambling on the so-called sympathy, and if he gained a wave of favorability, maybe there would be a different turn of events.

Su Yun, this time, I’ll take a gamble with you!

 (End of this chapter)