Looking at the huge studio, which was empty, with scattered documents piled up on the floor, and thick dust on the desk, Gu Yan let out a long sigh.
Manla next to him frowned and gave Gu Yan a meaningful look.
How could she not know that the studio was like her darling, how could she not be heartbroken when she suddenly had nothing.
This studio that has not been in business for a long time will soon belong to someone else. Looking at everything here, Gu Yan thinks of every bit of struggle here. Under his careful cultivation, it has grown slowly, but it is like a human being. Fragile.
"Ah, it's okay. The worst thing is to make a comeback. Anyway, we are still young and we will come back again in the future!" Manla put a hand on Gu Yan's shoulder and subconsciously took a few steps back until he touched the edge of the desk. stopped.
Manla pursed her lips and looked at Manla with an extremely sweet smile: "Don't worry, I'm fine, I'm just a little reluctant to leave..."
Inadvertently, Gu Yan's nose became sour and tears kept pouring out of her eyes. Gu Yan turned sideways and pretended to clean up the messy information on the table, wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes while Manla wasn't paying attention.
After adjusting her mood again, Gu Yan tried to cheer herself up.
It's just that she was confused, lost her studio, where she was going, she was confused about her future, and even lost the motivation to fight. In the past, the studio was her dream, and being a strong woman was her belief that always supported her. But now, the chance to realize her dream has been lost. Will God take pity on her and give her another chance
"Oh, by the way, Gu Yan, our boss is still short of people. If you don't find a suitable job, you can come anytime you want." Manla pretended not to say it, her eyes locked on Gu Yan worriedly. .
As we all know, Gu Yan spent all her savings in this leak of studio documents. She really doesn’t know how she will live in the future. Without the studio, Gu Yan is looking for a similar job outside, but she is blocked at every turn. .
"I'm sorry, Miss Gu, you are too outstanding. Our company does not have a suitable position for you. I am really sorry. You will definitely find a more suitable one."
"Miss Gu, you are indeed a very good talent, but our company really cannot afford to hire you. I'm very sorry."
After being rejected again and again, Gu Yan no longer had any hope of finding a job. There is no doubt that Chen Qian must be the one behind it. Her purpose is to make Gu Yan give up and give up as soon as possible and leave Mo. Yichen.
"It's okay. I'm currently working part-time at the convenience store next to our community. I'm doing some tutoring at night, so I can support myself. It's quite easy. Women, just make do with it. It's good if you can support yourself."
Manla's heart skipped a beat, and a trace of worry flashed in her eyes. In the past, Gu Yan was so persistent in her dreams, but now she was like a withered flower, without its strong vitality, like a body without a soul!
Manla didn't know how to persuade Gu Yan, but she believed that time is the best medicine, and Gu Yan would definitely be able to figure it out. After thinking for a moment, Gu Yan stood up with a smile on her face.
"Come on, Yan Yan, I'll treat you to dinner. No matter what, a woman can't wrong herself!" Manla took out her cell phone from her pocket. It was exactly twelve o'clock, lunch time. He stared at the pitiful beauty next to him with an excited expression.
Gu Yan paused, and just when he was about to agree to Man La's proposal, a group of people broke into Man La's studio.
"Hey, who are you?" Manla pointed at the leader and asked.
A group of people stopped and looked strong. One of them, an older man, took the lead and spoke: "We are here to find a lady named Gu Yan!"
"I am, what do you want to do with me?" Gu Yan felt dizzy. So many people came to the studio angrily, calling her by name to find out what the matter was.
"It's like this. Previously, an employee in your studio named Jiang Jingcheng borrowed a sum of money from us in your name. This is the IOU he gave us, as well as the painting deposit!"
The man handed over the IOU, and everyone took out the crumpled IOUs from their pockets and showed them to Gu Yan. Gu Yan took the IOUs one by one and checked them carefully. The handwriting was indeed written by Jiang Jingcheng.
Manla pushed Gu Yan with her arm. Seeing that Gu Yan's face was calm, she nodded after a long time. Manla's fingers trembled slightly. She took the IOU from Gu Yan's hand and looked through it several times. Although every IOU The amount owed is not a lot, but if you add it all up, I'm afraid Gu Yan won't be able to pay it back for a while.
"Whoever asked you to borrow money is the one you go to!" Manla pointed at these people and yelled. These unreasonable people took the IOU and asked for money indiscriminately.
Hearing what Manla said, these people gathered around Gu Yan and Manla and talked about something. Manla was stung by these harsh sounds. One after another, they talked for nearly a day without getting tired. After about half an hour, Manla could no longer argue with them.
"Everyone, be quiet! Be quiet!" Gu Yan shouted at the top of her voice.
Everyone immediately shut their mouths obediently and looked at Gu Yan like a hungry wolf. At this time, Gu Yan was like a little lamb, being slaughtered and unable to resist.
"I will deal with these IOUs after I have carefully checked them. Don't worry, if they are legally binding, I will pay everyone the debts written in the IOUs. Please don't worry."
Gu Yan's face remained calm, and her eyes as deep as the sea focused on everyone present. For some reason, Manla was surprised by such a calm and calm Gu Yan. She had grown up a lot with so many troubles recently, and this was the only thing that made her happy.
"Please register your mobile phone numbers, as well as the debt items and amounts in this book now. I will call you after I take care of it." Gu Yan raised the small book in his hand and motioned for everyone to see it. . Then he threw the notebook on the table, and everyone jostled and jotted down something in the small notebook.
After registering the information, everyone hurriedly left Gu Yan's studio. Looking at Gu Yan who returned to the quiet studio again, her heart was as calm as water. She enjoyed this moment very much.
"Did you just agree to compensate them?" Manla looked at the calm and unfamiliar woman in surprise.
"So what if you don't agree? If someone wants you to compensate, they must have thought about it in advance." Gu Yan opened a small book and estimated the total amount of debt. Manla stood there in shock, thinking about what Gu Yan just said. meaning.