Looking at the huge studio, empty, scattered documents piled up on the ground, and the thick dust on the desk, Gu Yan let out a long sigh.

Manla next to him frowned and glanced at Gu Yan meaningfully.

How could she not know that the studio was like her heart and soul baby, and suddenly, she had nothing, how could she not be sad.

This studio, which has not been in business for a long time, is about to belong to someone else, looking at everything here, Gu Yan thinks of the bits and pieces of struggle here, it has grown slowly under his own careful cultivation, but it is as fragile as a person.

"Ah, it's okay, it's a big deal, we're still young anyway, and we'll come back in the future!" Manla put one hand on Gu Yan's shoulder, and his body subconsciously took a few steps back, touching the edge of the desk before stopping.

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..."

Inadvertently, Gu Yan's nose was sore, and tears kept pouring out of his eyes, Gu Yan turned sideways, pretending to clean up the messy materials on the table, and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes while Manla was not paying attention.

Adjusting his mood again, Gu Yan tried to cheer himself up.

It's just that she is very confused, she lost her studio, where is she going, she is confused about her future, and even loses the motivation to struggle. In the past, the studio was her dream, and being a strong woman was the belief that always supported her to go on, but now, the opportunity to realize her dream has been lost, will God have mercy 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 whenever you want" Manla pretended to be unintentional, her eyes locked on Gu Yan worriedly.

As we all know, this studio document leak incident, Gu Yan spent all her savings, and in the future, I really don't know how to live, without Gu Yan in the studio, she is looking for a similar job outside, but she is blocked everywhere.

"I'm sorry, Miss Gu, you are so good, our company does not have a suitable position for you, I'm really sorry, you will definitely find a more suitable one"

"Miss Gu, you are indeed a very good talent, but our company really can't afford to hire you, I'm very sorry."

was rejected again and again, Gu Yan no longer had hope of finding a job, there was no doubt that it must be Chen Qian's ghost, her purpose was to make Gu Yan retreat, admit defeat as soon as possible, and leave Mo Yichen.

"It's okay, I recently worked part-time at the convenience store next to our community, and I was doing some tutoring at night, so I could support myself, so it's quite easy, women, make do with it, it's good to be able to support myself."

Manla's heart jumped suddenly, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, Gu Yan used to be so persistent in his dreams, but now he is like a withered flower, without vigorous vitality, just like a soulless body!

Manla didn't know how to persuade Gu Yan, but she believed that time was the best medicine, and Gu Yan would definitely be able to figure it out. After thinking for a moment, Gu Yan stood up, and the smile on his face bloomed.

"Let's go, Yan Yan, I'll invite you to dinner, no matter what, women can't wronged themselves!" Manla pulled her phone out of her pocket, and it was twelve o'clock, lunchtime. With an excited face, he stared at the poor beauty next to him.

Gu Yan paused, and was about to open his mouth to agree to Manla's proposal when a group of people broke into Manla's studio.

"Hey, who are you?" Manla asked, pointing to the man in charge.

A group of people stopped, their expressions were forceful, and one of the men who was a little older in the lead spoke: "We are here to find a lady named Gu Yan!" ”

"I am, what are you looking for me?" Gu Yan felt dizzy in his heart, so many people came to the studio in a menacing manner, calling him by his name, what the hell is going on.

"That's right, an employee named Jiang Jingcheng in your studio borrowed a sum of money from us in your name before, this is an IOU from him to us, and there is a painting mortgage!"

The man handed over the IOU, and everyone took out the crumpled IOU from their pockets one after another to show Gu Yan. Gu Yan took the IOUs one by one and checked them carefully, the handwriting was indeed from Jiang Jingcheng's hand.

Manla pushed Gu Yan with his arm, seeing that Gu Yan's face was not wavering, he nodded for a long time, Manla's fingers trembled slightly, took the IOU in Gu Yan's hand, and looked through it a few times, although the amount owed on each IOU is not very much, but when it adds up, I am afraid that Gu Yan will not be able to pay it back for a while.

"Whoever asks you to borrow it, you go to whomever you want!" Manla pointed at these people and yelled at them, and these unreasonable people took IOUs and opened their mouths indiscriminately to ask for money.

Hearing Manla say this, these people were talking about something around Gu Yan and Manla, Manla was pricked in the eardrums by these harsh sounds, one after another, as if he was not tired of talking for nearly half an hour or so, and Manla was no longer able to argue with them.

"Everyone, be quiet! Be quiet! Gu Yan tore his throat and roared.

Everyone obediently immediately closed their mouths, and looked at Gu Yan like hungry wolves, Gu Yan at this time was like a little lamb, slaughtered by others, powerless to resist.

"These IOUs, after I check them carefully, I will deal with them, don't worry, if they are legally valid, I will pay you according to the debts written in the IOUs, please don't worry"

Gu Yan's face was still calm, and his eyes as deep as the sea condensed on everyone present. I don't know why, such a calm and calm Gu Yan surprised Manla, so many troubles have indeed made her grow a lot, and this is the only thing that makes her happy.

"Everyone now register your mobile phone number, as well as the arrears, amount, and trouble to this book, and when I deal with it, I will call you" Gu Yan raised the small book in his hand and motioned for everyone to see. Then he threw the notebook on the table, and everyone squeezed and pushed what was written on the small notebook.

After registering the information, everyone left Gu Yan's studio in a hurry, looking at Gu Yan who had returned to the quiet studio again, her heart was as calm as water, and she enjoyed this moment very much.

"Did you just promise them compensation?" Manla looked at the unfazed and somewhat unfamiliar woman.

"What if you don't agree, someone who wants you to compensate must have thought about it in advance" Gu Yan opened the small notebook and estimated the total amount of arrears, Manla was stunned and pestle in place, thinking about the meaning of Gu Yan's words just now.