"Boss, he ......" Xu Yan didn't hear the security uncle's words, but she still saw the look on Jiang Huo's face.

"It's nothing, it's just that I need to pay attention to the access card next time." Jiang Huo waved his hand, took the identity card handed over by the other party, and gently swiped it on the sensor in front of him, and the access control railing that was there was instantly retracted.

Under Xu Yan's guidance, Jiang Huo took the elevator to the studio on the 32nd floor. As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, Jiang Huo saw a cute little yellow chirp. This is the studio logo designed by Jiang's father based on the pictures drawn by his daughter.

It's half past eight, and there is still half an hour before the start of work, and the members in the studio are not all there.

Jiang Huo waved his hand and abandoned Xu Yan, and walked around the thirty-second floor by himself.

The entire 32 floors have been fully leased. In this area of 2,500 square meters, there are less than 200 employees. Many areas have been fenced off, but there is no sign of human activity.

After Jiang Huo had walked through the entire floor, she suddenly felt that her stomach hurt a little.

Oh no, it's a pain in the flesh.

In Shangjing City, a place where every inch of land is at a premium, Jiang's father actually waved his hand and rented such a large area for the studio, which is simply to put his own daughter on the board and slaughter it casually!

Jiang Huo turned on his mobile phone, entered the coordinates of his current location, and immediately clicked on the information of the shop for rent and sale.

Just glanced at the unit price on the screen, Jiang Huo's eyes turned black and he almost fainted.

The average daily rent is 10 yuan per square meter per day, and there are 2,500 square meters here, and the average daily rent will reach 25,000, which is 750,000 yuan a month. Coupled with daily expenses and staff salaries, Jiang Huoguang maintains a studio, and he has to invest millions of dollars in it every month! It's a huge black hole!

Where can Jianghuo take care of the staff meeting now? Directly dialed the black-hearted father's phone. She can't stand it anymore, will she have to spend all the manuscript fees she has worked hard to earn every month? It's better to sell her!

It's just that today is Monday, and according to normal circumstances, Father Jiang needs to attend a weekly meeting of the group's top management.

Sure enough, after Jiang Huo made several calls, no one answered.

So, Jiang Huo found his mother's number and dialed it.

After the phone was connected, Jiang's mother's lazy voice came out of the earpiece, Jiang Huo didn't hear what his mother said at all, but asked anxiously: "Mom?" How much do you know about studio things? ”

"Studio? What studio? Oh, I see...... I haven't gotten up yet, and I'm still confused......"

Mother Jiang thought unhurriedly for a while, and then said, "Your father has been discussing the matter of the studio with me, what's wrong?" What happened? Are you looking to replace your PR team? ”

"Wait a minute, tell me about the PR team, what is the situation in the studio's office environment? Two thousand five hundred square meters? Nearly 800,000 a month in rent? Mom! My money didn't fall from the sky! ”

Hearing her daughter's anxious voice, Jiang's mother immediately laughed, and after a few seconds, she felt a little reckless, so she held back her laughter and said to Jiang Huo: "Ah, didn't you say that you wanted to get it according to the best specifications?" Your dad did what you wanted, and if it weren't for your lack of money, he would have wanted to buy you an office building. ”

Hearing this, Jiang Huo took a breath, held his right hand on the phone, and trembled.

"Mom, you...... It's really my own mother......" Jiang Huo swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said in a trembling voice: "What is the financial situation of the studio now?" You've probably seen the report, right? ”

"Oh? Financials? Hey, Xiaohuo, let's be honest with you, since the establishment of the studio, the revenue has been almost zero, and it is in a state of net loss every month...... However, don't be discouraged, the monthly payment you receive will keep the studio afloat...... Of course, if you don't work hard to make money, it is estimated that this studio will not last long. ”

"Mom...... You said...... Is it all true? Jiang Huo said in a trembling voice: "My money...... All thrown in? ”

Jiang Huo originally wanted to ask his mother for the main card back before school started, and then buy and buy, and have fun......

How did Jiang Huo know that he was on the verge of bankruptcy now?

The world is changing so fast! Jiang Huo can't accept it at all!

It's a pity that Jiang's mother gave her daughter another head-on crit. "No, no, no, you still owe foreign debts......"

Hearing his mother's words, Jiang Huo's eyes suddenly widened, his mouth opened slightly, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

"I ...... How could it be...... Owe? Don't I have money in my bank card? ”

Jiang's mother sat up from the bed, leaned on the head of the bed, held the phone, and counted there with her fingers: "Although your manuscript fees are a lot, they can only meet the normal operation of the studio. ”

"Mom...... Mother...... My good mother...... Don't talk about it...... Your daughter's heart can't stand it......"

When Jiang Huo spoke, she was already crying, she endured the pain, and said, "Just tell me, how much money do you owe now?" ”

"Oh, didn't Mr. Xiang from your studio tell you? A total of 100 million loans, this is still the result of mortgaging all your copyrights......" Jiang Mu said very easily, as if this 100 million is just a small number.

"Daughter, come on, your father said, we won't help you pay back this money......"

Jiang Mu didn't give Jiang Huo a chance to speak at all, and hung up the phone directly.

Listening to the beeping sound coming from the earpiece, a numb look appeared on Jiang Huo's face.

Owed 100 million? You're really my father! It's definitely not a phone bill!

Leaning on the sofa, Jiang Huo closed his eyes, and the feeling of powerlessness from the depths of his soul instantly spread throughout his body.

And Jiang's mother, who was leaning on the bed, was excitedly talking to her husband on the phone. "Lao Jiang, my daughter finally asked about our studio, I told her the news of the loan, she must be crazy now!"

"Ahem, ahem, why do I think you're happy? Can a pit daughter excite you? Father Jiang was a little speechless and said, "Wouldn't it be too urgent for us to do this?" Our daughter has just done something, and we are forcing her forward? ”

"No, no, didn't you listen to Qian Lei? After writing it, our daughter was too lazy to work, and somehow she went to draw comics. I don't know why, but I think that putting pressure on my daughter will make her motivated. ”