“Yes, Qiangsheng Design,” Pei Lingxuan repeated affirmatively.

Qin Song's brows furrowed more and more, and fragmented scenes from the original novel surfaced in his mind.

The novelist glossed over this part of the story in just a few sentences. Qin Song, while thinking, painstakingly pieced together a rough outline of the story—

In the novel, Pei Xingzhi's company was embroiled in a plagiarism scandal on the eve of its bankruptcy. The person who reported the plagiarism was an online celebrity studio with over a million followers across all platforms.

At the time, Pei Xingzhi's company was already facing some problems, and the entire leadership was in chaos. Therefore, when the whistleblower video was released, no one in the entire Pei Group was able to step forward to respond.

That studio was adept at navigating the internet. In order to spread public opinion as much as possible, they not only had their employees forward the whistleblower video using their personal accounts, but also hired a number of online trolls and marketing accounts to denounce the Pei Group.

The group was already in complete chaos. By the time Pei Xingzhi received the news, the whistleblower video had already been online for two days.

Plagiarism has always been the top taboo in the Pei Group, and Pei Xingzhi couldn't believe it when he first saw the video. It wasn't until Ye Ci presented him with the product suspected of plagiarism and the review report that he realized his company had actually committed plagiarism.

He couldn't tolerate it and immediately convened a board meeting to order a thorough investigation. However, to his surprise, his company went bankrupt in a humiliating manner just as the order reached the relevant departments.

The plagiarism controversy ended without resolution due to his company's bankruptcy.

"Wei Lan..." Qin Song vaguely remembered that was the name of the influencer studio. She put the call on speakerphone, opened Douyin (TikTok), searched for the studio's account, and sure enough, saw the video that was reported.

More than two months have passed, but Wei Lan Studio still has the video of the report pinned to the top of its homepage. Qin Song clicked into the video and glanced at the comments section, which, unsurprisingly, were all curses against Pei Group and Pei Xingzhi.

"Heh..." Qin Song's lips curled up slightly, his eyes gradually turning cold.

If she remembered correctly, the largest shareholder of Weilan Studio should be Zhou Limin. And Zhou Limin is the general manager of Qiangsheng Design.

Qiangsheng Design once received investment from Lu Yibai's company, which led to Zhou Limin becoming quite close to Lu Yibai.

Even more coincidentally, only Lu Yibai knew about Zhou Limin's relationship with Weilan Studio in the novel. Lu Yibai ruined Pei Xingzhi's company, and Zhou Limin then orchestrated a plagiarism scandal on the eve of the company's bankruptcy to distract Pei Xingzhi.

These two events coming together are so coincidental that even a ghost wouldn't believe it.

When writing this part of the story, the author did not directly state who instigated the plagiarism scandal involving Weilan Studio. However, readers of the novel can easily guess.

Qin Song vaguely remembered that in the comments section of this chapter, Lu Yibai's fans and Pei Xingzhi's fans had engaged in an epic battle.

Lu Yibai's fans praised him for being worthy of being the male lead, as he could come up with such a method to distract Pei Xingzhi. Pei Xingzhi's fans, on the other hand, ridiculed him as the most disgusting novel character of the 21st century, who caused an innocent supporting character to go bankrupt in a sorry state for the sake of his own beautiful love.

Qin Song strongly agreed with the latter's point of view, so he fearlessly joined the war, only to be scolded by Lu Yibai's fans once again and forced to delete his comments and run away.

The painful memory resurfaced in Qin Song's mind, and he clenched his fists in anger.

"...Sister-in-law, why aren't you saying anything?"

Qin Song's silence lasted too long, and Pei Lingxuan couldn't help but speak up.

"...Huh? I was just replying to a guest's message." Qin Song snapped back to reality and made up a random excuse.

“Oh…” Pei Lingxuan didn’t suspect anything and continued her previous topic, “Sister-in-law, I’ve received a trial job offer from Qiangsheng Design, and I can start work tomorrow!”

"That's great." Qin Song smiled, then asked tactfully, "Xiao Xuan, how many rounds of interviews does Qiangsheng Design have?"

Pei Lingxuan: "There were only two rounds in total. Their previous financial assistant resigned and left immediately, leaving them no time to recruit. They needed people urgently, so the interviews organized by them were very simple."

Qin Song then asked, "Who were the people who interviewed you?"

Pei Lingxuan thought for a moment and slowly said, "There are supervisors, directors, the head of the finance team, and a human resources person. Just these four people."

Qin Song: "The manager isn't here?"

Pei Lingxuan: "Why would the manager be here? They're hiring financial assistants, not important key personnel. The manager wouldn't bother with them."

"Oh, right," Qin Song said, a bold idea popping into his mind.

"Sister-in-law, why are you suddenly asking this?" Pei Lingxuan found it a bit strange.

Qin Song didn't explain, but instead asked, "Xiao Xuan, are you busy this afternoon?"

Pei Lingxuan: "No, what's wrong?"

Qin Song still didn't explain: "Then come find me this afternoon, and we'll go to your brother's studio to discuss some things."

"Huh?" Pei Lingxuan was confused, but she immediately agreed, "Okay, I'll come find you this afternoon. Bye-bye, sister-in-law."

"Bye-Bye."

After hanging up the phone, Qin Song opened a food delivery app and ordered lunch for himself, then continued editing the images.

At 3 p.m., Pei Lingxuan arrived at Qin Song's rented apartment as requested.

Qin Song called a car on her phone, and together with Pei Lingxuan, they went to Pei Xingzhi's studio, carrying the fruit she had prepared for lunch.

They didn't send a message to Pei Xingzhi when they went there, so they didn't expect to see Shen Yanhui in the studio.

And a whole bunch of police.

"What...what are you doing?"

Qin Song stood at the door carrying his things, looking at the person in front of him with a blank expression.

"Xiao Song!"

Hearing her voice, Pei Xingzhi quickly squeezed out from the crowd: "Why did you come here?"

Pei Lingxuan held up the fruit in her hand: "My sister-in-law and I came to bring you food. What's going on here? Were you arrested for an illegal gathering?"

"No, that's not it." Shen Yan walked past Ye Ci with her arms crossed and wearing high heels.

Qin Song stared at her expressionlessly.

She was dressed impeccably as always, with a smug smile on her perfectly made-up face: "I heard that I was almost hit by a black car two days before I left, and there are still no clues about the culprit. I was so anxious that I called the police again and asked them to come and investigate carefully."

"I heard?" These two words were intriguing. Qin Song asked directly, "Miss Shen, who did you hear that from?"

“It wasn’t me.” Pei Xingzhi immediately distanced himself from the matter. “I haven’t mentioned this to anyone except Ye Ci.”

Ye Ci ran over from the other side and emphasized loudly, "It wasn't me! I've always kept my mouth shut and never mentioned Brother Pei to anyone!"

Pei Lingxuan: "It wasn't me either, because I had no idea this even existed!"

Qin Song looked at Shen Yanhui with a scrutinizing gaze: "So, Miss Shen, from whom did you hear about this?"

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