There is no ribbon-cutting and unveiling, no grand banquet, no congratulations from friends, not even a fixed physical store, just four cups of coffee and three desserts, an ordinary afternoon on an ordinary day, using a coffee shop as a base, in the beauty of a few "fallen people"

Under the outlook, the Early Recovery Studio was quickly established.

Li Qiyi, who was appointed as the head of the room, took up the responsibility of the head of the room that night and hosted a banquet for the other three members of the studio at a barbecue stall in a small alley next to the hospital. Several people were changing glasses.

Zhanzhong once again magically raised the bright future of the studio: in the future, everyone’s income will not only be over 10,000 yuan a month, but once the studio has established a firm foothold, it will be easy to earn 100,000 yuan a month.

Under different alcohol concentration tolerances, several people clinked glasses, nodded frequently, and clapped intermittently.

Late at night, in the east door of the 17th floor of Unit 3, Building 8, Jinxiu Community, the sound of even breathing could be heard from the master bedroom, but the light in the second bedroom was still on. Li Qiyi was sitting cross-legged on the bay window, with his cheeks reddening in his arms.

Sip a can of beer, have fun while looking out the window at the dark sky.

Up to now, Lao Li and his wife have abandoned their son and fled for more than two months. Li Qiyi not only did not starve himself to death, but also resolutely took on the responsibility of supporting a studio population. This is not a simple self-independence.

She has obviously reached the pinnacle of independence. If her elders had not deleted her WeChat account and blocked her mobile phone number early, she would have to tell them carefully without missing any details. By the way,

Hurry up and complete the transfer procedures for this small house. Lao Li's family still has her talent. Why donate?

After drinking all the beer in her arms, Li Qiyi suddenly felt a sudden inspiration. She quickly turned on the computer, called up Word, and with the help of the "source of ideas", she wrote an outline of the story and sent it to Lie Yan overnight.

Li Qiyi now believes that this outline will definitely be a hit, because she has never written such a perfect outline since she started coding.

When inspiration comes, you can’t stop it.

As everyone knows, Lie Yan received Qi Ye's outline late at night, and he was so suspicious that his scalp was numb. Has Qi Ye's mailbox been hacked? Is this the author who brought it out by himself? How come his writing ability suddenly deteriorated to the story outline?

Even the most basic story logic could not be guaranteed. At this time, Li Qiyi was not aware that her writing thinking had begun to slip into a bottomless cycle silently.
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The next day, her outline of "A Fountain of Creative Ideas" was marked red all over the screen by Lie Yan. In Lie Yan's words, this outline was one step at a time in terms of subject matter selection and story logic. Those who didn't know better thought Qi Ye

I stopped coding and changed my career to become Thor's second dealer. Lie Yan finally reminded Qi Ye, don't rush to write an outline. If you have any ideas for a new book, you can chat at any time. Maybe while chatting, the next story will come out.

However, what happened next disrupted the rhythm of Li Qiyi's life, and at the same time erased her coding time and disrupted her coding rhythm. The plan to open a new book was once again put on hold.
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Within a month after the studio was established, all it received were casual jobs for agency business. It was either helping patients make appointments, asking for consultations, collecting medicines, or helping with some procedures, such as admission and admission procedures. These casual jobs

Yes, you can make some money here and there. This amount of money is barely enough to support one person, but if you want to support a studio, it is somewhat of a dream.

It's easy to earn more than 10,000 yuan a month, and I can accompany you to the doctor. Now it seems that it's just a slap in the face. In the office buildings next to each other in Shenzhen, there are many people with a monthly salary of 6,000 yuan.

The glamorous white-collar workers with tax deductions. In the corner of Sun Zhuole's coffee shop, the members of the Early Recovery Studio gathered again. As usual, everyone drank free coffee and ate free desserts listlessly. If nothing else, today is another day.

A day without orders.

Suddenly, Xia Yiqing took out her makeup bag and started to touch up her makeup. Sun Zhuole, who was standing next to her, drank her coffee, took out her car keys and went out first. Sure enough, after finishing her makeup, Xia Yiqing briefly explained to Li Qiyi and the others,

Next, I have to go to an interview with a certain company.

Outside the coffee shop, as soon as Xia Yiqing opened the glass door and came out, a Land Rover stopped in front of her on time. However, this time, Xia Yiqing did not get into Sun Zhuole's car like before, but went straight to the car.

Walking to the subway station not far away. After being stunned for two seconds, Sun Zhuole hurriedly started the car and moved the window down, keeping the car moving side by side at the same speed as Xia Yiqing.

In the car window, Sun Zhuole asked Xia Yiqing to get in the car softly, and quickly realized whether he had made the other party angry without knowing it. Unexpectedly, Xia Yiqing went straight to the point and reminded Sun Zhuole to stop chasing after her.

She fell in love with her, and she couldn't catch her. This wasn't a question of whether Sun Zhuole was good or not. It was that she, Xia Yiqing, didn't want to fall in love at all, let alone the pitfalls of marriage once the love was consummated. There was a long road to life, and she, Xia Yiqing,

I can only allow myself to fall into the trap of Yugui Dog. As for other messy traps, I have no time, no interest, and no future to look forward to.

The car window slowly moved up and the car stopped. Sun Zhuole watched Xia Yiqing leave.

In the coffee shop, by the window, there were only two people left in the original four-person game. Xu Xiaoxiao quietly looked at the people coming and going through the window, while Li Qiyi, who was sitting opposite, picked up a small fork with all his heart.
Chapter completed!