"A few years ago, I registered an account on the WLA forum, played around for a while, and then stopped. I never expected that one day using the content I posted earlier would be considered plagiarism."
Nathalie Quinlan ntioned lightly that she registered an account on the WLA forum a few years ago to play around. Her words were like cold water poured into hot oil, causing a sudden stir.
The WLA forum.
Reputed to be the World Scientists Forum.
There are fewer than 100 people with registered accounts on it. Among them, 51 have won the Nobel Prize, 6 have won the Wolf Prize, 6 have won the Lasker Award, 4 have won the Turing Award, 2 have won the MacArthur Genius Award, and 1 has won the Fields dal...
Nathan Garland only registered an account on the WLA forum after he joined The First Research Institute and beca the head of a level 5 laboratory.
For example, Zevaney Kingsley didn’t even qualify to have an account on WLA.
When she usually wants to access the information, she borrows Nathan Garland’s account.
Nathalie Quinlan had an account on the WLA forum four years ago and was one of its mbers.
This shock was far more than just a sentence.
The girl’s black hair draped over her forehead covered the coldness in her eyes. With her hands in her pockets, she turned to look at the stunned Zevaney Kingsley and asked in a low voice, "Ms. Kingsley, I just want to ask you, I never said those words, where did you hear them from?"
Zevaney Kingsley’s face changed drastically, and she opened her mouth.
"You said I told you in person that third-party publishing equals suspected plagiarism. Since ’I’ told you in person, you should have chat records."
"Today, so many laboratory heads are here, including the elders from your family. Why don’t you take out your chat records for everyone to see?"
Nathalie spoke casually, as if just saying it in passing, with her clear, bright eyes fixed unwaveringly on her.
Her face had an attitude of reassurance.
She could see at a glance that Nathalie was sure Zevaney couldn’t produce the so-called ’chat records.’
Zevaney’s expression changed again. In the face of absolute evidence, she wasn’t foolish enough to insist stubbornly on her lie.
The more she spoke, the more mistakes she made.
The more she insisted, the more embarrassing it would be for herself!
So despite hearing the mockery in the girl’s words, Zevaney didn’t dare to truly get angry. She could only suppress her embarrassnt, purse her lips, and stay silent.
It was Nathan Garland who reacted quickly, realizing that the matter had been settled. He felt a bit awkward but steadied himself and quickly said, "This is a misunderstanding."
He wanted to speak up for Zevaney.
Violetta Hoffman imdiately chid in, "Yes, it’s a misunderstanding. But before the misunderstanding was cleared up, wasn’t Mr. Garland all about shouting and threatening?"
Nathan Garland didn’t expect Violetta Hoffman to not give him any face, putting him in a difficult position again with her words.
His face turned a bit blue with embarrassnt.
"Alright, everyone, as long as the misunderstanding is resolved." The head of the level 2 laboratory also stepped in, attempting to defuse the tense atmosphere in the office.
Hansel Kingsley, who had remained silent when Nathan Garland wanted to expel Nathalie Quinlan, hesitated for a mont and then slowly spoke, "Since it’s a misunderstanding and everyone has cleared it up, let’s leave it at that. I see it’s getting late, so I won’t disturb everyone further."
He stood up to leave.
Jas Lawrence took a stealthy glance at the girl standing there, silently preparing to follow suit.
As the two were about to walk out of the office.
"Heh." Nathalie Quinlan suddenly chuckled.
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