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Not only did the employees feel that the company's appointment was a joke, but even Sang Yu felt that Mr. Huang might be joking.

He is just a special photographer. He has only been in the company for a few days and he is about to take over as the director?

Sang Yu asked someone why Mi Yan was fired, and then he found out what happened.

Did Mi Yan admit it?

Sang Yu felt that the recent events were a bit mysterious. Why was it as if the god of luck had suddenly descended on him?

Of course Sang Yu knew that this kind of thing couldn't happen to him.

What does Mi Yan mean by that?

Who is his backer?

Sang Yu never figured it out until one day he saw Chu Zheng appear in the company, with Mr. Huang following her with a fawning look on his face.

Sang Yu: "..."

Chuzheng didn't want Sang Yu to see it, but Mr. Huang had to waste time by beeping blindly, and was bumped into by Sang Yu.

Chuzheng glared at Mr. Huang.

Mr. Huang: "..." What happened to him?

Sang Yu followed Chu Zheng downstairs with mixed emotions and got in the car. The car door closed and the whole space became quiet.

"If you have anything to ask, just ask."

"Did you fire Mi Yan?"

"Um."

"..." So she is Mi Yan's backer?

He had been guessing for so many days, and it seemed that the person in the end was her...it didn't seem to be a surprise.

"I can join this company because of you..." He said, why did this company send him an invitation inexplicably?

If Mi Yan hadn't been here, he wouldn't have agreed to come in at that time.

Chuzheng continued to nod: "Am I good to you?"

Sang Yu's lips parted slightly, but he didn't say a word for a long time.

"You don't have to do this for me." Sang Yu lowered his head: "It's not worth it."

"What do you think is worth it?"

"..."

What is worth it... Sang Yu can't tell what is worth it, but he feels that Chuzheng has given too much to treat him like this, and he can't give her anything in return.

Chuzheng held Sang Yu's wrist, her fingertips slowly touched his palm, passed through the gaps between his fingers, and clasped tightly.

"Sang Yu, having you by my side is worth everything."

She doesn't need anything, she just wants this person.

Sang Yu slowly tightened his fingers, and it took him a while before he spoke: "I don't know why, but staying with you always makes me feel that time has slowed down, which makes me feel at ease."

Sang Yu pulled Chu Zheng into his arms and held her, resting his chin on her shoulder.

"Xiaochu, I like you so much."

Chuzheng patted him on the back and said, "Then keep liking him."

Some unfamiliar and fuzzy images flashed through Sang Yu's mind, as if they had had such a conversation a long time ago.

Those images flashed by and did not stay for long.

What are those?

Sang Yu wanted to recall it, but the picture flashed by so fast that he couldn't remember the details of the picture.

-

Mi Yan has been in the company for so many years and has left behind many confidants.

After he left, he contacted these people immediately and wanted them to leave with him.

But what Mi Yan didn't expect was that none of these people agreed.

Chuzheng had already given them a price that was not comparable to Mi Inkstone, so why should they choose Mi Inkstone.

Everyone has to support their families. If you leave with Mi Yan, there will be no guarantee. If you stay in the company, you will not only get money but also keep your job. What's wrong with that?

Mi Yan hit the wall one after another and almost suffered a myocardial infarction from anger.

Forget about the others, those who he promoted with one hand have now turned their backs and disowned them...

"I just found a woman, what's the point of relying on a woman..."

Mi Yan refused to admit defeat and used her savings over the years to open a studio.

Mi Yan had managed to get some tricks up his sleeve, and with the master's connections, the studio opened smoothly and quickly got on track.

Mi Yan didn't give up attacking Sang Yu either.

Several times when Sang Yu was working, he encountered someone deliberately coming to discuss the matter, which happened to be overheard by the client.

The male customer was okay, but the way the female customer looked at him suddenly became strange.

But this situation did not last long and soon disappeared.

Mi Yan wanted to continue, but unfortunately he had a problem in his own studio and had no time to trouble Sang Yu.

In the following period, problems in the studio emerged one after another.

At first, it could be said that the studio was just starting out, so these problems were inevitable, but gradually Mi Yan felt that something was wrong.

He was clearly being targeted!

The studio's orders were snatched up one after another, and some even broke the contract midway through the negotiations.

Mi Yan, despite having a good start, has not started work for half a month.

Mi Yan could think of someone who had the ability to do this without fighting him with his toes.

Mi Yan went directly to Sang Yu.

"Senior."

Sang Yu paused as he opened the door.

When he first knew that Mi Yan might have framed him and brought him to that point, the anger and resentment that had accumulated in Sang Yu's heart naturally emerged.

He is not a kind person. He was framed like this and yet he could generously forgive him.

Those emotions were coming fiercely, as if they were trying to control his body and do something for him.

But that kind of emotion will completely disappear when he sees Chu Zheng again.

He was afraid that one day he would be dominated by such emotions.

Sang Yu didn't like that feeling.

Now he just wants to fall in love quietly with Chuzheng. As long as Mi Yan no longer appears in front of him, he doesn't want to pursue what happened in the past.

There was no emotion on Mi Yan's face: "Senior, can we chat if you have time?"

Sang Yu was silent for a few seconds and motioned for Mi Yan to get in the car.

It just so happened that he had a question to ask.

-

After Mi Yan got in the car, she went directly to the topic: "Senior, it seems that you are special to that woman. I have already left, and she is still unwilling to let me go."

Sang Yu frowned.

What else did Chuzheng do?

"You don't know the expression on the senior's face?" Mi Yan sneered: "I'm just curious, how did the senior coax that woman to do so many things for you?"

Sang Yu ignored Mi Yan's strange annoyance: "Mi Yan, I was nice to you before, right?"

Mi Yan's expression froze: "What do you want to say, senior?"

"Why did you frame me?" Sang Yu believed that he had nothing to do with Mi Yan, but why he did that was what he had always wanted to know.

The emotions in Mi Yan's eyes were changing, and he probably wanted to deny it.

But when she met Sang Yu's gaze, Mi Yan's heart sank slightly.

He should know everything, and there is no point in denying it at this time.

"The seniors have always been everyone's role models in school. No matter what they say or do, they will always be compared to the seniors, which makes people envious."

When Mi Yan first entered school, she had heard of Sang Yu's name.

Later, he learned that Mina and Sang Yu were classmates, so he used Mina's name to go over and see how great this great god was.