In the bedroom.
Mossen took out his cell phone and made a call.
The person he called was the editor-in-chief of the Sen Sen Bu Xi website.
"Did you know about the suspected plagiarism of Meatball?"
"Of course I know. The editor-in-chief of the website has already come to talk to me about this matter."
Mossen's brows furrowed. This trick of the thief crying "stop thief" was really shameless.
"Don't release the color palette yet."
If the color palette came out first, Song Xi would be guilty of plagiarism.
Upon hearing this, the editor-in-chief immediately objected: "No, the notice has already been sent out, and this matter is very serious. How can we not release the color palette?"
"She is a member of my team. What I should do is my business. It is not someone else's turn to interfere!" Mossen spoke in a cold tone, as if he was ordering his subordinates.
He completely forgot that the editor-in-chief was his immediate superior.
"You!" The editor-in-chief was furious. This new editor had never taken him seriously. After all, he was the leader.
However, this new editor was transferred from the head office MS, and Sensenbusi is just a sub-website of MS.
He should give some face to the people from the head office.
"How many readers are waiting for the results now? How do you expect the website to give an explanation to those readers?"
"That's my business. Don't worry about it. I know what to do."
Mossen finished speaking and hung up the phone.
In fact, once this matter is clarified, the solution is very simple.
In the living room, Song Xi waited for a long time, but there was no news from Zhuzhu.
At this time, Mawson came out.
"What are you doing in there?" Song Xi couldn't help but ask.
She always felt that Mossen was mysterious recently. He was often alone in the bedroom and no one knew what he was doing.
By the way, since Mossen came back, she has never asked him why he left.
Did he regain his memory, and what about his family
She had never asked these questions. It wasn't that she hadn't thought about asking him, but she had subconsciously ignored these questions.
Because she was afraid that once she asked, he would leave again.
"How about it, have you contacted that person?"
Mossen asked.
"Well, she said she gave my detailed outline to Chun Xia for reference."
"okay, I get it."
Song Xi looked at him, confused. What did he know? What did he know
Just as she was about to ask Mosen a question, a private message came.
She quickly clicked it and found it was a message from Zhuzhu.
"I looked for Chun Xia, but she deleted me after I asked her one question."
Song Xi: “…”
So this is a guilty conscience
"Never mind. I get it."
Now that things have come to this, with no substantial evidence, she can only wait to suffer in silence.
"She didn't admit it and even blocked Zhuzhu," Song Xi raised her head and looked at Mosen aggrievedly, "What should I do now?"
She didn't know why she asked this, as he obviously couldn't help with this kind of thing.
But she always felt that Mossen had a way to help her.
So I asked naturally.
But Mossen did not answer her, but said: "You stay at home, I'm going out for a while."
Hearing that he was going out, Song Xi suddenly stood up from the sofa, "You want to go out? Where are you going?"
Her expression was slightly uneasy.
There was no way. Mossen was a criminal with a criminal record. He had disappeared for several years without saying goodbye. Song Xi was now nervous and felt like she was seeing enemies everywhere.