"That's right, you still call the police for a piece of scrap paper, and you think you are some kind of international master. Aren't you just a reform-through-labor prisoner worth a shit?"
"Look at the way she started to fight for power, but in the end she was kicked over by her master."
The last person to speak was the girl who acted the most innocent in the entire design department. She had a student-like face and looked kind and harmless. Unexpectedly, the words she said were the dirtiest and most disgusting.
Gu Liangyan looked at them coldly as most of them were whispering, smiling as if no one was watching, clenching her fists tightly, and a strange look in her eyes.
After she saw clearly the people she wanted to remember, the five or six people who were arrogant, one or two people who sympathized with her, and a few who stayed out of the matter, she classified these people into categories, and Gu Liangyan turned and walked back to the office.
Pull down the curtains and close the office door.
There were only five hours left before 3 p.m., and she had to draw a new drawing. The time was very tight and she had to race against time. Fortunately, in order to commemorate her first project four years later, she took photos of every step for files, so she didn’t need to
Redraw from memory alone.
As for the person who stole the things, she had no evidence, but that didn't mean she didn't have speculation in her mind. After this project was over, she would deal with the rest later.
Gu Liangyan moved very quickly. The breakfast brought by Yang Rundong had already become cold and she couldn't eat lunch. She didn't feel hungry either. She kept busy and devoted herself to it. Finally, at 2:50 in the afternoon, she finished the painting.
One stroke.
The finished work was different from the previous version, so she revised it in her mind and put it on paper.
After rolling up the things, she opened the door and walked straight out of the design department under the surprised eyes of everyone.
"She's done? So quickly?"
How can a design work be completed without seven or eight hours!
"Five hours, a person with a disabled right hand, painted with his left hand! It's impossible."
"Is there any possibility? The copy in her hand must have been drawn in the morning. This woman is really a thief and she wants to catch the thief."
The person who said this was the little girl with a student-like face. Her name is He Yuanyuan. She graduated from graduate school this year and just came to work at Li's.
Wang Ling remained silent, secretly observing each of their expressions, and had a plan in mind.
…
Gu Liangyan didn't ask for directions. When she followed the path in her memory and stood at the door of the CEO's office area on a familiar road, her calm heart was stirred again.
I thought I had forgotten things long ago, these unimportant details, but I never thought I had forgotten them at all.
"Long time no see, Manager Gu. Please hurry in. Mr. Li has been waiting for you for a long time."
The person who received her was Li Jingyuan's female assistant, who was also an acquaintance with her.
He Qing is more mature than he was four years ago. He has an oval face the size of a palm, a tall and curvy figure, a subtle woody scent on his body, and no faults in his manners or manners.
Gu Liangyan smiled and nodded, then took a deep breath and walked towards the large office opposite.
"Come in." As soon as she knocked on the door, she heard Li Jingyuan's voice.
Gritting his teeth, taking a deep breath, Gu Liangyan's watery eyes rolled, she firmly grasped the painting bucket in her hand, and pushed the door open.
Li Jingyuan leaned on the large leather seat, his hands busy without raising his head.
"Mr. Li, please take a look at the design draft."
In a standard business tone, Gu Liangyan put the things on the table expressionlessly, turned and left. She didn't want to be alone in the room with this man. No matter how spacious the place was, she would feel like her throat was being strangled and she couldn't breathe.
Get angry.
"Wait a minute." Li Jingyuan finished reviewing the last document and said coldly: "Did I let you go?"