"You're clearly clueless!"
The programmer stared coldly at Alice, expressing his disdain with a sneer.
Although he was also angry, his face showed more contempt than anything else.
"If you want to verify whether our software plagiarized, you need to understand our software's core. The instant messaging core of our software was developed by us, not copied from you."
Alice was taken aback, obviously hit the mark.
She was just a florist, of course, she didn't understand software.
However, facing the programmer's rebuttal, she didn't even think before retorting, "If you say your software core was developed by yourself, then show us whether your software core is the same as ours."
At that moment, people saw hope again in the programmer's words.
Harboring hostility toward Alice and the other foreigners, they all started clamoring at once.
"Show her the core, get her to shut up."
Hearing these words, the programmer couldn't help but laugh.
