Shu Yanyan's mind went blank, feeling unbelievable.

Why is this so?

At this time, Jiang You poked half of his head out and said gloatingly: "The email was rejected. There is another possibility, that is, your design is plagiarized, and the system rejected it."

"You're talking nonsense!"

Shu Yanyan glared at Jiang You.

Putting aside the fact that Jiang You was talking nonsense and confusing the audience, this design was the result of her hard work throughout the entire night. It was the result of her hard work.

Jiang You felt guilty when she stared at him with her big eyes. His eyes flickered and he pretended to be calm and said, "I'm telling the truth. If you don't believe me, forget it."

After saying that, she continued to perfect her design drawings.

In a direction where no one could see, her face was filled with secret joy.

Since Shu Yanyan made such a big mistake this time, she will no longer have any competitors.

If she continues to perfect the drawings, maybe good news will come soon.

While Jiang You was filled with joy, Shu Yanyan's mood fell to the bottom.

Thinking of her empty wallet, the fact that the landlord would ask her for money at noon, and her children's living expenses, she felt like there was a heavy burden on her shoulders, making it hard for her to breathe.

But she made such a low-level mistake, and she was too embarrassed to talk to her boss about her salary...

Shu Yanyan's nose felt sore and her eyes were filled with tears.

This order is not only the company's hope, but also her hope.

But now all hope is gone.

You might even lose your job.

Shu Yanyan felt like the sky was about to fall.

She was so absorbed in her thoughts that she didn't notice the message alert on her phone.

Just when she didn't know what to do, the cell phone on the desk rang.

Shu Yanyan sniffed, wiped away her tears, and glanced at the caller ID.

A number that has not been saved. It looks vaguely familiar, but I can’t remember where I have seen it.

She took a deep breath and answered the phone.

"็ Hello Who are you……"

"it's me!"

Before he could finish his words, a man's unique, deep, sexy and magnetic voice came.

Shu Yanyan's ears were hit by the subwoofer unexpectedly, and even her back felt numb, with a flash of electric sensation.

Shu Yanyan was stunned, "Zhang San?"

There was a pause on the other end of the phone.

The next second, the man's unhappy voice came, "Didn't I tell you my phone number a long time ago? Didn't you take the trouble to write it down at all?"

"Forehead……"

Shu Yanyan touched her nose guiltily.

She certainly didn't write it down.

"Ahem, why did you call me?"

Shu Yanyan quickly changed the subject.

Feng Jue's irritable tone eased a little, but was still full of dissatisfaction, "I just sent you a WeChat friend message, why didn't you agree?"

"Huh? I don't know..."

She was so confused just now that she didn't even notice the friend messages on her phone.

Feng Jue said speechlessly: "Then hurry up and pass through. If you are one minute late, you will have no money."

"Money? What money?"

"rent!"

"rent?"

It took Shu Yanyan a while to remember that Zhang San seemed to have said last night that he would give her the rent at noon today.

But Shu Yanyan's first reaction was not happiness, but anxiety.

"Where did you get the money? We can't take illegal money."

Shu Yanyan's mind was filled with the fact that Feng Jue had lost his memory and that he now had no ability to make money.

Suddenly, she thought of the Night Club… Did he secretly contact those rich women?

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