Boss Mo’s Predestined Love Brought by Surrogacy

Looking at the big studio, there was no one, the scattered documents piled up on the ground, the thick dust on the desk, and Gu Yan’s long sigh.

Next to Manra licked his brow, and looked at Gu Yan with a meaningful look.

How can she not know that the studio is like her darling, and suddenly, if she has nothing, how can she not feel sad.

This studio, which has not been in operation for a long time, will soon belong to others. Looking at everything here, Gu Yan remembers the bitter struggles here. It grows slowly under its own cultivation, but it is as human. fragile.

"Yeah, it's okay, it's a big deal, it's a big deal. Anyway, we are still young, we will come back later!" Manra put one hand on Gu Yan's shoulder, and the body subconsciously stepped back and touched the corner of the desk. Stopped.

Manra licked her lips, and a very sweet smile looked at Manra: "Do not worry, I am fine, just some disappointment..."

Inadvertently, Gu Yan's nose was sour, tears could not be seen from the eyelids, Gu Yan sideways, pretending to pack up the messy information on the table, 趁Manla did not pay attention, wiped the tears in the corner of his eyes.

Adjust your mood again, and Gu Yan strives to cheer himself up.

It was just that she was confused and lost the 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. Being a strong woman is a belief that has always supported her to go on. But now, the chance to realize her dreams has been lost. God will pity her and give her another chance.

"Oh, yes, Gu Yan, our boss still lacks people. If you don't find a suitable job, you can come at any time." Manla pretended to talk unintentionally, and her eyes were locked in Gu Yan. .

As everyone knows, this time the studio file leaked, Gu Yan spent all her savings. In the days to come, I really don’t know how to go. Without the studio’s Gu Yan, I found a similar job outside, but I was blocked everywhere. .

"Sorry, Miss Gu, you are too good, our company does not have a position for you, I am sorry, you will find a more suitable one."

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

Again and again, Gu Yan is no longer hopeful about finding a job. There is no doubt that Chen Hao is a ghost behind her. Her purpose is to make Gu Yanzhi retreat, admit defeat, and leave ink. Yichen.

"Nothing, I recently worked part-time at the convenience store next to our community. I was doing tutoring at night and I could support myself. It was also very easy. Women, let me do it, it would be good to be able to support myself."

Manla’s heart jerked, and there was a trace of worry in her eyes. The former Gu Yan’s insistence on the dream was like that of the withered flowers, and there was no vitality, just like the body without the soul!

Manra doesn't know how to persuade Gu Yan, but she believes that time is the best medicine, and Gu Yan can figure it out. After thinking for a moment, Gu Yan stood up and his face smiled.

"Go, Yan Yan, I invite you to eat, no matter what, women can not grieve themselves!" Manla took out his mobile phone from his pocket, it is exactly twelve o'clock, lunch time. A look of excitement stared at the pitiful beauty next to him.

Gu Yan paused, and when he just wanted to open his mouth to promise Manla, a group of people broke into Manra's studio.

"Hey, who are you?" Manra asked, pointing to the hostage.

A group of people stopped and looked up. One of the men who took the lead was a little older: "We are looking for a lady named Gu Yan!"

"I am, what are you looking for?" Gu Yan's heart was dizzy, so many people rushed to the studio, calling his name to find himself, what the truth is.

"It is like this. In the past, your studio had an employee named Jiangjingcheng who borrowed money from us in your name. This is the debt he gave us, and the painting!"

The man handed over the owed, and everyone took out the rumpled owe from his pocket and looked at Gu Yan. Gu Yan took over the owed one by one and carefully checked it. The writing was indeed from the hand of Jiang Jingcheng.

Manra pushed her face with her arms, and she looked at her face without waves. After a long time, she nodded. Manra’s fingers shook a little, took over the owe in Gu Yan’s hand, and looked at it several times, although each piece was owed. There are not a lot of money owed, but if you add up, I am afraid that there will be no way to pay back.

"Whoever is looking for you to borrow, who are you looking for?" Manra pointed at these people and yelled at them. These unreasonable people took money with a sloppy mouth.

When I heard that Manra said this, these people were talking about what Gu Yan and Manla said. Manra was stabbed by the harsh sounds of the eardrums, one by one, and seemed to be tired. For half an hour or so, Manra was no longer able to argue with them.

"Everyone, quiet and quiet! Quiet and quiet!" Gu Yan tore the scorpion, screamed.

Everyone obediently closed their mouths, and looked like a hungry wolf to Gu Yan. At this time, Gu Yan was like a little lamb, and he was unable to resist.

"These owed, I will deal with it after I check it carefully. If you have legal effect, I will pay the debts written in accordance with the owed debts. Please don't worry."

Gu Yan's face is still calm, and the deep-eyed eyes are condensed on everyone present. I don't know why, so calm and calm, Gu Yan has surprised Manla. Recently, so many troublesome things have really made her grow a lot. This is the only place that makes her happy.

"Everyone is now registering your mobile phone number, as well as the amount of the arrears, the amount, and the trouble. I will call you after I handle it." Gu Yan raised the small book in his hand and gestured for everyone to see. . Then I threw the book on the table, and everyone squeezed and recorded something on the small book.

After registering the information, everyone hurriedly left Gu Yan's studio and looked at Gu Yan, who was once again in the quiet studio. Her heart was as calm as the water, and she enjoyed it at this moment.

"Do you promise them compensation?" Manra looked at the woman who was not surprised, a stranger.

"If you don't agree, what someone wants you to lose must be thought of beforehand." Gu Yan opened the small book and estimated the total amount of the arrears. Manra’s horror was in the same place, thinking about Gu Yan’s words. meaning.