Billion Spoils: President's Exclusive Sweet Wife

"This..." Fang Yao hesitated. "It's such a thing, but I haven't had time to read the manuscript, so I don't know whether the two manuscripts are really highly similar."

"Then you can log in to your email and let me see." the editor in chief said directly and asked Fang Yao to log in to the email directly from the laptop used by the editor in chief for the meeting.

In the mailbox, I found Qin Sitong's email, and the date was half a month ago. The editor in chief opened the e-mail, looked at the e-mail in the document and browsed it roughly. The content was almost the same as that given to him by yuan Mengtian, but the difference was that the content of the manuscript given to him by yuan Mengtian was about one fifth more.

The editor in chief has a dignified expression. When things get to this point, everyone naturally knows that one of yuan Mengtian and Qin Sitong must say that someone else's manuscript is his own, but who is that person

"The manuscript Xiao Yuan gave me contains more content," the editor in chief explained the facts.

Qin Sitong said, "Of course, because the manuscript sent to director Fang was half a month ago. I wrote some more in this half a month. I don't know why the manuscript I wrote when I was practicing would be regarded as her manuscript by team leader yuan, but I think the simplest fact is that everyone lists the time of the document. Every time I finish writing the manuscript, I will upload it to my email and save it in my email Keep one copy in the online printing plate. It has a date on it, which can prove when it was written. I don't know when the date of team leader yuan's manuscript is? "

As soon as Qin Sitong said this, yuan Mengtian's face immediately turned pale. Date... Hell, Qin Sitong's manuscript is not only in the company's computer.

"I... I wrote the manuscript by hand and finally typed it into the computer, so the date can't be accurate at all." yuan Mengtian said, "you deliberately stole my manuscript and sent it to the mailbox and network hard disk. It looks like you wrote it. You want to take my things as your own!"

Qin Sitong only thinks it's funny. What yuan Mengtian said is not what happened in those years. Yuan Mengtian took other people's handwriting in those years, but today, yuan Mengtian is yelling that others took her handwriting.

"Then, leader yuan, where is your manuscript now?" Qin Sitong asked.

"Lost!" Yuan Meng said sweetly, referring to the tunnel, "I don't know who stole it."

"So when did you lose it? Why didn't you hear leader yuan mention it?" Qin Sitong asked again.

"I lost it a few days ago. I thought that the manuscript had been typed into the computer anyway, so I didn't disturb others."

"That is to say, the handwritten manuscript of team leader yuan had been in the hands of team leader yuan a few days ago. The date when I first uploaded the document was a month and a half ago. After that, I would upload some newly written content almost every other day or two. That is to say, I would steal the handwritten manuscript of team leader yuan every other day or two, and team leader yuan was unaware of it?" Qin Si Tong said.

Yuan Mengtian choked speechless and could only stare at Qin Sitong.

At the moment, the participants in the meeting also had a thoughtful expression on their face. Everyone knew who was right and who was wrong. Even Cui Mianmian, who helped yuan Mengtian speak before, didn't say anything anymore.