Gu Xian looked at him with a strange look, as if he had something to say.
Xie Yunjing said: "Don't get me wrong, I have this gym because I have my own fitness needs."
"You're such a spendthrift!"
Xie Yunjing: “……?”
Gu Xian's face was filled with incomprehension: "There are so many gyms out there, and you still set up a gym at home and bought so much fitness equipment? Do you have too much money and don't know where to spend it?"
Xie Yunjing: “…”
Xie Yunjing was calm but a little guilty: "I thought the eldest young master of the Gu family shouldn't be short of this little money?"
Gu Xian looked even angrier: "Is this a question of whether or not you're short of money? This is a waste!"
The proud little peacock turned into an angry little peacock. He paced angrily around the brand new gym twice and criticized again: "If you don't manage the household, you don't know how expensive firewood and rice are! Wasteful! Shameful!"
Xie Yunjing tried to evade the accusation by adopting the same negotiating posture he used at work. "In reality, reliable gyms are quite expensive, and you have to pay for round-trip travel every time you go. Public gym equipment poses hygiene and safety issues, and there's also the possibility of gyms suddenly closing down, making membership fees impossible to recover."
"My decision to build a gym at home was indeed too expensive in the short term. But in the long term, I didn't have to spend money on travel, there were no health and safety risks, and I didn't have to worry about the gym suddenly closing down. All the equipment was usable for a long time, so it was definitely a reasonable investment."
"In addition to the aforementioned benefits—" Xie Yunjing's tone became more mischievous, "There have been many reports of fitness coaches lacking professional ethics and harassing their clients. At least working out at home doesn't put you at risk of being shortchanged."
The mocking tone in these words was too obvious, and Gu Xian retorted without thinking: "How can a grown man like me suffer such a loss?"
Xie Yunjing was really puzzled.
How can someone marry a man and still think that the man will not be taken advantage of or suffer any loss?
He smiled helplessly and threw out the last bargaining chip in this round of negotiations.
"So, now that the equipment has been installed, even if we want to return it, we'll have to pay for disassembly and shipping. What do you think we should do?"
“…”
The stingy little peacock obviously couldn't bear to spend any more money, so he could only curse again: "What a waste of money!"
Wei Wenxian's case was quickly solved because he was caught red-handed and the artists who were coerced actively provided evidence.
Wei Wenxian and some of his accomplices received the punishment they deserved. It is said that in order to shirk responsibility and reduce their guilt, Wei Wenxian, his assistant, Wu Yanhui and others almost fought in court. Of course, in the end, none of them could escape the fate of accepting the verdict in tears.
But for Gu Xian and other people in Guangyao, this is not the end.
Because Wei Wenxian's crime was serious, all his illegal personal income over the years and the stolen money used to fill the Guangyao Company's accounts were confiscated - even the sofa he used to please Gu Xian was confiscated!
Guangyao's finances instantly turned into a deficit. Not to mention paying various liquidated damages, even paying the salaries of ordinary employees became a problem.
It wasn't his fault anyway, so Gu Xian could have easily declared the company bankrupt. But let's not talk about others, let's talk about the cleaning lady who had previously asked him if she was going to lose her job. Her husband was seriously ill, and her daughter was only in elementary school. If their financial support was cut off, their family might not be able to survive.
Gu Xian paid out of his own pocket for this month's salary.
Of Guangyao's contracted artists, few still had the courage to continue on this path after experiencing Wei Wenxian's oppression. Even those who wanted to continue were unwilling to stay at Guangyao. After learning that Gu Xian would not charge them liquidated damages and would even provide compensation, Gu Xian's office immediately welcomed a large group of artists who wanted to terminate their contracts.
Gu Xian sat on a blue plastic stool, signing and stamping on the folding table continuously until everyone left satisfied. Only then did he notice Coslin standing in the corner.
"Why are you standing there? Come over here and sign." Coslin's termination agreement had been prepared long ago.
Coslin sat down in front of Gu Xian. The plastic stool, which was not heavy enough, shifted under his weight, and the legs of the stool rubbed against the ground with a "squeak".
He didn't sign immediately, and didn't even glance at the coveted termination agreement: "What are you going to do next?"
"Ah?" Gu Xian was a little confused about what he was asking. Logically speaking, shouldn't he be asking Ke Silin this question? He was the eldest son of the Gu family and the husband of the third young master Xie. How could he starve to death?
"I'm talking about Guangyao." Ke Silin bit his lip. "After Wei Wenxian's verdict, Guangyao should have been broke. But you've paid their salaries and even compensated the artists whose contracts were terminated. Aren't you planning to give up on Guangyao?"
"Don't other employees in the company also need to eat?"
"Unemployment" is not just two light Chinese characters, not to mention leaving Guangyao. Ordinary employees who want to continue working in their original industry are likely to be discriminated against.
"Besides, I've spent all the money, so I have to find a way to make it back." Gu Xian's tone was relaxed, as if he had never been worried about reading Guangyao's documents.
He glanced at the time on his phone and urged, "Alright, sign it quickly. You haven't always wanted to terminate the contract. Once you sign, I can go home from get off work."
"..." Ke Silin glanced down at the contract, then looked up again, "Is Guangyao under your management from now on?"
"right."
Gu Rongcai had always looked down on "small companies" like Guangyao, and after Wei Wenxian's scandal was exposed, he was eager to distance himself from Guangyao. It was only because he used Mr. Xie as an excuse that Gu Rongcai couldn't get him to leave Guangyao.
"Then I won't leave."
"Hmm? What did you say?"
Ke Silin pushed back his name and contract printed in advance: "I said I won't terminate the contract."
"Are you sure?" Gu Xian was surprised. "Even if Wei Wenxian has been arrested, you know Guangyao's situation. There is definitely no hope for good cooperation in the next few years. There is no future for him to stay."
"So there won't be many new artists willing to sign with Guangyao, right?" Ke Silin said seriously, "You said you don't plan to give up Guangyao, but without artists available, how can Guangyao make money?"
"If you're grateful—"
Gu Xian wanted to persuade Ke Silin that there was no need to do this, but was interrupted by Ke Silin a little excitedly: "It's not because of gratitude, but because you are a good person!"
Gu Xian was silent for a moment, then sighed helplessly: "Okay, thank you for your good guy card."
He pointed at the termination agreement in front of him and said, "But if you regret it, I can sign it for you anytime."
Ke Silin smiled shyly: "As long as you don't delay paying my salary, I won't regret it."
"Cough." A sudden cough interrupted their conversation.
Xie Yunjing leaned against the door frame with his arms folded. When Gu Xian looked over, he raised an eyebrow and said, "I'm sorry, am I disturbing you two?"
Gu Xian showed a look of disgust: "What are you doing here?"
"Cocktail party." Xie Yunjing walked to the folding table, picked up the termination contract with his right hand, and supported his left hand on the table, blocking most of Gu Xian's body.
"Isn't that tomorrow night?" Gu Xian hit his left hand, "Quickly move your hand away! Do you know how heavy you are? My table is only 25 yuan. If it collapses, you have to fix it for me!"
"Hold!"
Xie Yunjing put his hand on Gu Xian’s shoulder.
"Do you have cartilage disease? You can't stand without holding on!"
"You're quite generous with your compensation." Xie Yunjing casually put down the termination agreement. "I'll take you shopping for clothes for the cocktail party."
Gu Xian was puzzled: "Huh?"
"Are you planning on going to the cocktail party with me wearing all those hoodies and T-shirts in your closet?"
"What's wrong with a hoodie or a T-shirt? Besides, don't you have a formal suit?"
Xie Yunjing looked down at him: "If you want to wear our wedding clothes to the cocktail party——"
"Then I don't really mind."
“…”
"Grass!"
He mind!!
The author has something to say: Xiao Xie: Don’t look at my wife!
Xiao Gu: Don’t damage my folding table worth twenty-five dollars—
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