When Chen huanhao was in the Li family, he had never suffered so much injustice.

Where would anyone talk to her like that? No one ever attacked her.

As a result, he left home and was killed repeatedly as soon as he came out to work.

What Chen Huan doesn't know is that only the family can protect her. It seems that outsiders never protect her.

It's not a family. You can't fool around.

She is obviously used to living at home. Even if she is outside, as long as she says that she is the eldest miss of the Li family, then outsiders will give her a little face and respect.

But now she is faced with Qin Yukai, a younger generation who is more outstanding than Qin Zimo, and who can compete with Gu Zichen.

Even if Qin Yukai knew that Chen huanhao came in through the back door, his identity was certainly not low, and he didn't give her any good looks.

Chen Huan wiped the tears on her face. Even though the way she cried was very distressing, Qin Yukai didn't have any reaction.

It's said that when men see women crying, they will feel sad. It's just for women who have a good feeling and like them.

Qin Yukai didn't have any interest in Chen huanhao, and his temperament was cold, so he turned a blind eye to Chen Huan's crying.

She gritted her teeth and then continued to report: "I went to the studio and found bao'er's information. Bao'er and the studio signed a long-term cooperation agreement, which is a five-year cooperation. The rule is that every month, bao'er has to provide the studio with eight drawings, so that she can get a monthly salary of 5000 yuan that month. "

"If you don't hand in all eight drawings in one month, then even if it's a breach of contract, it's equivalent to a million yuan of liquidated damages."

When she said that, she thought bao'er was a stupid woman.

Who would sign a five-year contract with such a small studio! And only a basic salary of 5000, even to Chengdu can not get! You know, this is the lowest price.

In fact, there are a lot of eight drawings. It requires designers to complete eight drawings every month, which is a very strict requirement.

You know, inspiration is limited and needs to be inspired. Many designers may take a month or two to complete a design.

Of course, there are also some fast, which is about half a month to complete a design. As a result, bao'er finished eight in a month! The results of such efforts can be said to be very amazing!

The output of eight paintings per month, if you want to say, will get a lot of rewards.

However, she only takes 5000 yuan a month. No matter where she looks, she can see that bao'er has been cheated.

When Qin Yukai heard this, he could not help frowning, and a little displeasure appeared on his face.

Obviously, just hearing this, he was very unhappy.

Not to mention that bao'er has been experiencing: "how long is the contract between bao'er and the studio?"

Chen huanhao calculated: "more than three years, I said this baby is stupid, I think she is overconfident! Now, if you're smart, you're not smart. "

Qin Yukai immediately stood up, picked up the coat on one side and put it on his body. Then he walked out of the office.

Chen Huan stayed for a long time, but he didn't slow down. He immediately turned around and followed him.

"President, where are you going?"

He is gloomy face, this just understand, before the treasure son mouth say of lose a million is what meaning.

It turned out to be a hole in the studio!

"Lead the way. I'll go to the studio myself." Qin Yukai, with a cold face, ordered.

She was stunned on the spot: "president, do you want to go to the studio in person? Is it for that woman?! No need! What's good about that woman! "

"Not just for her, but for the company." Qin Yukai did not refute, not for bao'er.

Chen Huan is not reconciled to gnash his teeth: "but the president, that woman is just a five class designer! She is not famous, and she has no good works praised by the world and recognized by the media. We don't have to! Her qualifications, simply can't enter our company

Qin Yukai was extremely displeased and looked at the woman on one side: "I let you lead the way, not let you refute my opinion."

She was scared to shiver, then nodded: "yes, President, I understand."

Bao'er returned to the studio and stood at the door for a long time. Then he summoned up the courage to open the door and went in.

The studio is very small, with only over 100 square meters. There are only three or four people working in it, including the technology department, the operation Department and even the commerce department.

Many of the positions are empty down, looking very cold.

Because of the depression of the studio, the boss was stingy and calculating, so everyone left, leaving only a few of the boss's own relatives, and of course, her.

The welfare of the studio is too bad, so almost no designer is willing to cooperate with the studio. Therefore, there is only one designer in the whole studio.In addition, the eight paintings provided by bao'er every month can be regarded as supporting the whole studio.

Because the boss can only take bao'er's eight paintings to sell at a high price outside, and even sometimes, one can sell for 50000 or 60000 yuan.

After earning the money, bao'er's basic salary is only 5000 yuan, and the other money is embezzled by the boss alone.

Bao'er went straight to the door of the office in front of her and knocked on the door gently.

The door suddenly opened in the next second, and a middle-aged man with a big belly appeared in front of her. The most eye-catching part of a man belongs to his head. He has no hair and is bald.

Fat face, there is a pair of looks quite calculating and bad meaning of squint.

"Why are you here now! Don't you know today is the submission day?! Don't delay every time, OK! Don't think that if you are the only designer in the company, you will be conceited! "

Bao'er seems to want to explain: "boss, no, actually..."

Before she finished, the boss snatched the painting directly from her hand: "forget it, for your first time, I won't deduct your salary! Is this the painting of this month? " Then he frowned: "wait, why are there only seven paintings this month? Why is one less? "

She nodded, "that's what I want to explain. Another one was destroyed by a madwoman today..."

He waved: "don't make excuses! You must be lazy. You've missed one! Honey, you've never been like this before! What's going on now? Do you know how much the company will lose because of you? "

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