Chapter 353 - The Emperor is Not Worried, But His Eunuchs Are (1/2)

The article that she had published under the name of Dr. F.S was undoubtedly of a higher standard than the other one.

The two articles could not be compared with one another.

The person who had secretly replaced her submission had obviously done some research before they had chosen an article from Dr. F.S.

First of all, Dr. F.S had become quite famous and influential in the academic circle right now. Due to this reason, copying his article would cause some serious repercussions.

Secondly, Dr. F.S. had always been a mysterious person. Most people would not be able to contact him directly. Furthermore, it was a.s.sumed that his personality was indifferent and eccentric. Whether or not he would accept an operation would entirely depend on his mood. He was not swayed by money and power.

This meant that the Jian family would be unable to find him when they wanted to conduct public relations. It would be difficult for the Jian family to rely on money and power to settle this matter.

Finally, this would ruin Jian Yiling’s attempts to gain admission to colleges and universities. She would also be rejected by these colleges and universities when she took her entrance exams in a few years. No good university would be willing to accept a student who plagiarized their papers.

Even if her grades were good, there would be no way for her to be admitted to a good university.

“Boss, what do we do?” An Yang asked. He waited in concern. He wanted a response from Jian Yiling.

“It’s nothing,” Jian Yiling replied. Her response was calm and unhurried.

An Yang had a feeling that the emperor was not worried, however, he, as the eunuch, was worried sick.[1]

An Yang took a deep breath to calm himself before he asked again: “Boss, are you sure it’s nothing? Do I just forget about this matter then?”

Honestly, at this point, An Yang was wondering whether he was a ‘lackey’ or a ‘mother’.

His heart was strained from this.

“Mhmm,” Jian Yiling replied.

Upon receiving this answer, An Yang could do nothing. His boss could handle this, right? He could just forget about this matter, right?

As soon as An Yang left, Jian Yiling’s mobile phone rang.

The caller ID was Jian Yuncheng.