75. Missy's life sucks

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When Zheng Lan left, the chain wraps behind her and threw a big wave. She opened the office door with one hand and opened it to the maximum. The footsteps were kicking and kicking, and she didn't give any face to someone in the office at all.

Outside the door, the staff in the secretarial room were too frightened to come out.

The eldest of them, let's just say, has worked in the company for more than ten years, from the old chairman to the new chairman, and he has never seen anyone who dares to slap the face of the big boss like this.

Yan Lin sat alone at the desk, with one hand folded and resting on the table, his forehead resting on the back of his hand, his eyes seemed a little distracted.

"I will never marry someone like you, not even in death."

There had never been a word that could linger in his mind for so long.

Yan Lin closed his eyes and replied coldly from the bottom of his heart: That's up to you.

Emotionally irritable, he turned off all his work in the afternoon, and sat alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office, overlooking a steel forest creeping under his feet, and meticulously savoring the uncontrollable smell spreading in his body.

From this day on, Zheng Lan did everything possible to keep herself busy. Every minute and second of her life was fully arranged, and she did not give herself extra space to think about relationship and marriage issues.

She confessed to her father that she had no plans to get married in the short term. Zheng Congshan was helpless, but she respected her decision.

Zheng Lan pondered, she is still young and can afford it, but Yan Lin will be 30 in two years. He kicked an iron plate with her, and he should find someone else soon. The two of them will never meet again. There is a meeting.

After the unhappy breakup that day, Yan Lin sent her a few text messages, without the slightest remorse for what he had done, but simply and directly wanted to ask her to meet.

Zheng Lan blocked him without hesitation.

In the next period of time, Luo Lansheng's affairs continued to ferment on the print media and online media, and Zheng Lan paid attention to the trend of the news every day.

April 1st, April Fool's Day.

A number of academic scandals broke out in the Department of Physics of H University. The fuse was that Luo Lansheng's doctoral supervisor tried to cover up Luo's academic misconduct. He believed that although the student was wrong, he would not be ordered to drop out of the school. The news on the Internet was also full of grandstanding. situation. After these remarks were published, the Dean's Office of the School of Physics of H University and the Beijing Society of Physics received several anonymous reports. With the bottom upside down, more than ten academic fraudulent acts like Luo Lansheng were dug up. The minimum number of people involved was a master's degree, and the highest was a full professor. The entire Department of Physics of H University was pushed to the forefront of public opinion.

Zheng Lan pulled Yan Lin out of the contact blacklist and dialed his number, his voice trembling:

"What are you crazy about? Do you want to destroy the entire H-University School of Physics?"

Yan Lin's voice sounded emotionless:

"The national finance allocates hundreds of billions of dollars every year to raise these wastes. Wouldn't it be better to clean them up earlier?"

Zheng Lan couldn't communicate with him at all.

Talking about national finances and academic ethics, even if there is only one wrong punctuation mark in the paper, the person he wants will be pushed on the pillar of shame and cannot be turned over.

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