“It’s just that with so many people watching today, I’d better convince you of my innocence,” Vania said while motioning to the staff member at the scene to link her cell phone to the big screen as well. Then, she called up a folder on her cell phone and opened it.
The folder contained dozens of files, but Vania only opened three of them randomly. The three files were her manuscript and its revised versions, where every detail was marked and introduced in detail, and every term’s source and references were specified. This was something that no ordinary ad design could’ve done.
One of the netizens commented, ‘Now I know the difference in capabilities between me and a pro at last. She even analyzed the commonly used words in detail and made a clear comparison of them before selecting the best one.’
Another netizen commented, ‘If Vania did plagiarize from Mr. Wright, she’s got to copy all his files, right?’
‘Just how did Melanie come to the conclusion that Vania had plagiarized someone else’s work? What she did was so baffling. Won’t it be self-destruction if she lacks sufficient evidence?’
‘Could it be that Melanie still has some hidden card up her sleeve?’
Panicked, Melanie gulped a mouthful of saliva while looking at these files in disbelief. At this very moment, she was somewhat afraid. Hanson is still here. If I can’t bring Vania down, how am I gonna wind this up? Resorting to lame arguments, she said, “Who can prove that you made these files? Maybe you copied all of Mr. Wright’s files.”
Vania nodded in agreement. “You’re right, but I’ve got a question for you. You’re so sure that the creative concept for this ad came from Mr. Wright, so do you know him in person? You can’t say you know him based on him blocking you on WhatsApp and an out-of-service number, can you?”
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