Of course, Bai Qinghuan knew that Gu Ting wouldn't hurt her, and guessed that he must have reassured her family, so she simply lay down and accepted it.
She only recently learned that Gu Ting was number one on the hacker list, and the one ahead of her.
Pouting in frustration, Bai Qinghuan simply closed her eyes.
The Aizhi Amusement Park across from the office building has also officially opened, and it attracts an unusually large number of visitors every day.
Furthermore, Bai Qingzhi discovered that Xiao Yuan was still building buildings around the area.
And it's very large in scale.
It wasn't until noon when he went upstairs to find Xiao Yuan that Bai Qingzhi finally understood what Xiao Yuan was up to.
Xiao Yuan was in a meeting when Bai Qingzhi, bored, sat in his office and inadvertently noticed a folded blueprint.
Curious, Bai Qingzhi opened it and saw a city planning map on it, except that this city was not City A.
Just then, Xiao Yuan walked in.
"Which city is this? It's so uniquely planned," Bai Qingzhi asked curiously.
"The future City A," Xiao Yuan replied with a smile.
The future... City A?
Bai Qingzhi quickly realized that their current location was a large area of abandoned development in City A. Could it be that Xiao Yuan wanted to rebuild a city in this area?
But there's simply not enough land!
"I have already negotiated prices with the suburbs of City A, as well as the area on the outskirts of the city, and I expect to start construction next week."
Bai Qingzhi felt like her CPU was about to burn out.
Just as the two were talking, Wenrou suddenly called.
After answering the phone, Wenrou's voice sounded noticeably flustered. Bai Qingzhi and Xiao Yuan exchanged a glance, and then the two of them went downstairs together.
Upon entering the studio, Bai Qingzhi found it to be a complete mess.
Countless sheets of white paper were thrown on the ground, covered with messy footprints, clearly indicating that someone had caused a disturbance.
Some glass items were completely broken, and flower pots were scattered all over the ground.
Xiao Yuan frowned. His men had been stationed around the studio, yet they hadn't managed to stop them?
At this moment, two men ran in, panting, and immediately looked guilty when they saw Xiao Yuan.
"Sorry, boss, we've been lured away," a security guard said.
They were on patrol when suddenly a man rushed over, carrying a bag.
The two didn't pay attention at first, but the man became visibly flustered when he saw them.
Then the bag fell to the ground, revealing several design drawings inside. The two of them immediately recognized the thief!
He decisively gave chase.
The man was clearly unfamiliar with the building and was caught in no time. Only after questioning him did they discover that the so-called design drawings were fakes printed from the internet.
By the time the two realized what had happened, it was too late; the studio had already been vandalized.
Bai Qingzhi didn't care about the studio's financial losses; instead, she looked at her three employees and asked them with concern if they were injured.
Qiao Shanshan and Wenrou were quite frightened, but the group of people didn't intentionally hurt them after they came in, so they calmed down after a while.
Jiang Yan, on the other hand, seemed sullen and unhappy.
Bai Qingzhi felt a little guilty, thinking that it was her competitor who was deliberately causing trouble.
Just then, Jiang Yan suddenly stood up, walked up to Bai Qingzhi, and said:
"Qingzhi, I'm sorry, I don't think I can continue working here."
Bai Qingzhi was stunned for a moment, then she understood.
This happened just a few days after I started the job. Anyone else would be worried about their safety.
Sighing and nodding, Bai Qingzhi looked into her eyes and answered:
"I'm sorry for what happened today. I won't stop you if you want to leave. I'll transfer three months' salary to you later as compensation."
As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Yan began to shake her head vigorously.
"No, Qingzhi, I'm sorry. All of this happened because of me."
Everyone present was astonished.
“It’s my mom. She doesn’t want me to be a designer. This isn’t the first time. Today’s incident was all her fault. Send me the studio’s losses later, and I’ll compensate you for them all.” Jiang Yan became more and more upset as she spoke, her eyes reddening.
“If I stay here any longer, I’ll definitely drag you down with me, so…” Jiang Yan was interrupted by Bai Qingzhi before she could finish speaking.
"Do you like design?" Bai Qingzhi asked with an unusually serious expression.
Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment, then nodded vigorously.
"Then will you give up designing?" Bai Qingzhi continued to press.
This time, Jiang Yan shook her head decisively without any hesitation, her eyes filled with determination.
"Since you're not afraid, why should I be?" Bai Qingzhi stepped forward and took Jiang Yan's hand.
“You have a great talent for design. I believe that given time, you will definitely become a more outstanding designer than Miss Hao!” Bai Qingzhi said with great seriousness.
Jiang Yan could no longer hold back her tears, which fell directly down her cheeks.
Her family was poor; her father died when she was young, and her mother constantly told her to be frugal.
Jiang Yan initially felt sorry for her mother, but she despaired when her mother repeatedly tried to profit by selling her daughter.
One blind date after another, each with ever-increasing fees, and each man older and more disabled than the last—Jiang Yan began to contemplate running away.
But her mother already knew about her plans and immediately cut off all her escape routes.
If her mother hadn't discovered her talent for design one day, Jiang Yan might not know what her future would be like.
From that point on, her mother canceled all blind dates, allowing her to focus solely on design.
But they wouldn't allow her to work in her own name, or even at other design companies.
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