Shirley Tillman, the second-ever female principal in the Ivy League, was very reluctant to be called a "female" before the principal's title, and the mild-mannered, slightly wealthier old lady did not disappoint her supporters after taking office, and a series of policies blew a breath of fresh air into the old and conservative campus.

"Mary, what's your schedule for today?", she arrived at her office early in the morning, and asked as she browsed through the papers, this job that pays far more than the president of the United States is not so easy, and it has both administrative and academic responsibilities, not only to build an effective administrative team, but also to propose and supervise the budget of various major projects, not to mention the management of student affairs, the coordination of public relations, the shaping of the school's image, and most importantly, the fund-raising activities.

"Today is the time for you to meet with the Student Council, and at noon you will have lunch with Mr. Cosimo, an alumnus of the Class of '76 who owns a company worth more than three billion dollars, and he is here to donate to his alma mater!" Mary took out her notebook and read out the day's schedule.

"What does Mr. Cosimo want to donate?", these old alumni are the staunchest supporters of Princeton's ability to grow and develop, and it is important to do a good job of reception.

"Mr. Cosimo did not directly explain, but from the previous contact, Mr. Cosimo seems to be willing to obey the school's arrangement!"

"What did this gentleman like to do when he was studying?", Tillman looked at the portraits of the previous principals on the wall, "that was a student from Robert's time, right? I am grateful to the principal for opening the doors of Princeton to girls!", she said of Robert-Gohen, the sixteenth president of Princeton, and it was during his tenure that Princeton completed the coeducational change.

"Mr. Cosimo didn't show any interest in social activities or sports during his time at school, and it seemed that the most that he did was to lie lazily in his dormitory and rest!" said Mary with a smile.

"Then let him donate a dormitory building!", Tillman made a decisive decision, anyway, with the change in the ratio of male and female students in the school, the female dormitory is a little insufficient.

"Okay!", Mary quickly jotted down, "By the way, there's one more thing, Professors Wiles and Griffith from the Department of Mathematics just called to say they have something important to meet with you, and they are expected to be there in ten minutes!"

"I haven't seen Mr. Wiles in a few weeks, is he okay? Take out the black tea he gave me the last time I went to Cambridge, Professor Wiles will like this!", Tillman showed the delicate nature of women.

Ten minutes later, the two professors were ushered in by Mary, and President Tillman was already waiting at the door, leading them to sit down at the couch, picking up the teapot and pouring them freshly brewed black tea, which Professor Wiles was full of praise.

Without a few pleasantries, Philip Griffith took out a document from his briefcase and handed it over, "Just yesterday, we encountered a very outrageous incident, and we hope to get your support in this matter!"

Seeing that the expressions of the two of them were very serious, Tillman took the document and immediately flipped through it, only to see that it clearly wrote the plagiarism of Lu Qiujian's paper, and at the end of the document was an open letter, which was densely filled with the autographs of the professors of the Department of Mathematics!

Even if Tillman, the student of biology, did not understand the weight of this paper, the signatures of dozens of respected professors were enough for her to pay attention to! She said with a solemn expression, "I will immediately verify this matter, and if it is really as the document says, I and the board of directors will provide you with full support, and I will make a solemn protest to Science and Yale in my capacity as president of Princeton University! Richard (Yale is now Richard Levine) must give us an explanation!"

"Okay, Andrew and I are waiting for your news!", Phillips and Wiles got up to take their leave, they knew that a good manager would not make a hasty decision because of someone's one-sided words, but looking at her appearance, she already believed seven or eight points, and believed that it would not take long to verify this matter.

"Mary, I'm afraid we're going to say sorry to Mr. Cosimo!", Tillman rubbed his temples, something so big happened, he probably couldn't spare time to have lunch with the guests at noon, "I remember that Mr. McLaren seemed to be the teacher of Mr. Cosimo's department when he was 76 years old, please let him go to receive Mr. Cosimo on my behalf!"

After arranging other matters, Tillman immediately launched an investigation, and after a few hours, the news from various sources proved that the documents submitted by Wiles and Phillips were completely true.

"Poor Richard, he's going to be annoyed!", Tillman seems to have seen his peer embarrassed under the reproach of the media and the board.

She pulled out the open letter from underneath the file, signed it neatly, and then found the current directors at the school to sign it one by one, and returned the letter to Phillips in the afternoon.

In the headquarters of Science, the fax paper creaked, "Damn, you can't have come earlier!", the depressed clerk looked at the clock that was about to leave work, and walked to the fax machine to pick up the newly received document casually.

An open letter, protesting against plagiarism by Science reviewers? She was not intimidated by these glaring characters, which she has seen a lot in Science, one of the world's largest scientific journals, which has witnessed countless frauds and plagiarism, and recently retracted eight papers published by a German physicist last year because many of the data in the article were fabricated by the authors.

Seeing the signature at the end of the open letter, her expression suddenly became serious, an open letter is different from an open letter, if it was a protest from a university in Burkina Faso, she would probably see it and throw it into the shredder without reading it, but if it was Princeton, it would be beyond her authority.

She didn't care that she was about to get off work, so she quickly got up and ran towards the editor-in-chief's office.

Then, the fax machines in the Yale Department of Mathematics and the Yale President's office began to squeak, and at the same time, the phone on Richard Levine's desk rang at the same time!

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