Reborn in 79, the educated youth wife regretted her divorce.

Chapter 87 Leaked Manuscript

Meng Yan was instantly enraged.

Because of the pressure from her superiors, Pan Dehai felt very uncomfortable after returning to the branch office.

Now that he's done something like this again, how can she tolerate it?

"Pan Dehai! It's him again!"

Meng Yan gritted her teeth and slammed her fist on the table.

"But the original manuscript wasn't missing, so how did he manage to smuggle the content out?"

Li Yunying was also puzzled: "Yes, I also find it strange. Could it be that it was copied by hand?"

Jiang Yang pondered for a moment, and then a flash of inspiration struck him.

"A camera! He must have been secretly taking pictures with a camera!"

Meng Yan and Li Yunying exchanged a glance, both seeing shock in each other's eyes.

Although the reform and opening up had only been going on for a few years, some imported portable film cameras had already begun to circulate among the wealthy.

If Pan Dehai really had this intention, it wouldn't be impossible for him to get his hands on a camera.

Meng Yan suddenly realized, but then felt even more troubled.

"Now I finally understand what's going on! But that guy outside... if we don't get rid of him soon, he'll disrupt the newspaper's normal operations."

Jiang Yang smiled confidently: "Don't worry, Editor Meng, I have a plan."

He turned back to the fake writer, his gaze piercing.

"Sir, you say you wrote this novel, but that cannot be proven yet."

Upon hearing this, the fake writer immediately perked up again, shouting at the top of his lungs: "You people from the newspaper are in cahoots! Deliberately stalling for time! Trying to renege on your debt, aren't you!"

Jiang Yang remained calm, a cold smile playing on his lips.

"Don't get excited. Even if you have a manuscript, it's impossible to make a one-to-one replica. How about this, you briefly describe the rest of the plot. As long as it matches up, I'll believe you."

The fake writer was secretly delighted upon hearing this.

Before he arrived, Pan Dehai had already told him the details of the rest of the plot, which he had memorized perfectly.

He cleared his throat and began to recount the rest of the plot in great detail, even describing some of the specific details vividly.

After he finished speaking, he looked at Jiang Yang with a smug look in his eyes.

Jiang Yang simply smiled faintly: "Not bad, that sounds quite plausible. However, this is only the first part; please continue."

The fake writer was dumbfounded.

That's all he knew; Pan Dehai didn't give him any of the later plot details!

Cold sweat streamed down his forehead, and he stammered as he began to make up a story.

Jiang Yang listened for a few minutes before interrupting him.

"Alright, stop making things up! You're a liar!"

He turned to Meng Yan and said, "Editor Meng, let's call the police!"

Upon seeing this, the fake writer realized he had been exposed and turned to run away.

However, he was caught off guard by the newspaper staff and was pinned to the ground.

He struggled desperately, shouting, "Impossible! My plan was flawless! How could you possibly find evidence!"

Jiang Yang walked up to him, looking down at him with disdain in his eyes.

"It's very simple, because I am the author of 'Jiang An'! The plot you just mentioned was something I just wrote. No one else has ever seen it except me!"

The siren sounds from far to near.

Soon, two uniformed police officers walked in and, without saying a word, took the fake writer away.

"Jiang Yang, we owe you so much this time! If it weren't for you, our newspaper would have suffered a huge loss!" Meng Yan said gratefully.

Jiang Yang handed the remaining manuscripts to Li Yunying: "Editor Li, the rest of the manuscripts are here."

He turned to Meng Yan, his tone becoming serious: "Editor Meng, I think we need to handle this matter of Pan Dehai with caution."

Meng Yan was taken aback: "Careful? How so?"

"Although working at a newspaper is a secure job, Pan Dehai's family's financial situation probably wouldn't be enough to support him buying an imported portable camera."

Jiang Yang paused, his gaze sharp, "I suspect there might be someone else behind him."

Meng Yan was startled.

Jiang Yang's analysis forced her to re-examine the matter.

"I will be careful." She nodded solemnly.

Jiang Yang walked out of the newspaper office, where Li Yu was already waiting at the door.

"Jiang Yang, are you alright?" Li Yu asked with concern.

"It's nothing, a minor issue." Jiang Yang patted him on the shoulder.

"We need to get on with the novel soon; don't forget the next deadline."

"Don't worry, I won't forget!" Li Yu grinned.

After exchanging a few words, the two headed towards the school.

Jiang Yang decided to go see Professor Zhang to discuss the research project.

He arrived at Professor Zhang's office and gently knocked on the door.

"Come in," Professor Zhang's voice came from inside.

Jiang Yang pushed open the door and entered, seeing Professor Zhang working at his desk.

"Professor Zhang."

Professor Zhang looked up, took off his glasses, and rubbed his temples.

"Jiang Yang, please sit down."

"Although I fully support your entrepreneurship, you can't let it interfere with your scientific research. I have high hopes for you."

Jiang Yang smiled modestly: "Professor Zhang, don't worry, I know what I'm doing. I will manage to balance scientific research and entrepreneurship."

At that moment, Hu Kang pushed open the door and walked in.

"Professor Zhang, there's a problem with my experimental data. Could you please take a look?"

“Hu Kang, Jiang Yang is here too, let him take a look at you, he’s very talented in this area,” Professor Zhang said, pointing to Jiang Yang.

After a moment's thought, Jiang Yang, who had nothing particularly important to do recently, agreed.

He said goodbye to Professor Zhang and followed Hu Kang to the laboratory.

"This is a new material that I've been researching recently. Most of the steps are complete, but I'm stuck on these last few steps."

Hu Kang pointed to the experimental records, his tone somewhat dejected.

Jiang Yang took the experimental records and carefully looked through them.

The dense data and formulas, however, were strangely familiar to him.

He had seen this material in his previous life!

This is a new type of waterproof and tear-resistant clothing material, which caused quite a stir in the past.

He was secretly happy.

It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!

"Your approach to this crucial step is flawed."

Jiang Yang put down his experimental records and pointed to one spot, saying, "Catalyst A should be used here, not B."

Hu Kang was taken aback, then retorted, "But the literature clearly says to use B!"

“Documents are static, but people are dynamic,” Jiang Yang said with a smile.

"Practice makes perfect; you'll know once you try it."

Looking into his determined eyes, Hu Kang hesitated for a moment before deciding to give it a try.

“Alright, senior brother, I can help you solve these key problems, but I have one condition.” Jiang Yang paused, his tone serious.

Hu Kang looked up at him, puzzled.

"I'm about to start a clothing company, and I hope that once this new material is developed, I can be exclusively licensed to use it," Jiang Yang said, revealing his idea.

Upon hearing this, Hu Kang immediately became excited: "No problem! If you can really solve these problems, I can even add your name to the credits!"