Chapter 128

One night, Jane Mo didn't sleep well, and the design drawing was even more in no mood to draw... Whether it was her mother's illness or Jane truss's threat, she was torn by the two hands that pulled her nerves.

"Tut Tut, sister Mo...... are you trying to beat the rhythm for the design drawing?" Xiang night looked at the dark circles on Jian Mo's eyes and shook his head.

Jane Mo pulled the corners of her mouth without explanation.

"Mo Mo," Mo Xiaoya came over and asked with concern, "how's the painting?"

Jane Mo shook her head, rubbed her temples and said, "I don't have a clue yet!"

Mo Xiaoya frowned, "there are three days left..." she sighed, "try your best!"

Jane Mo nodded at the corners of her mouth, and then looked at the time, "I'll find president Yu..."

Mo Xiaoya nodded and looked at Jane Mo dragging her tired body away. She couldn't help whispering, "something's wrong with Mo Mo these days?"

"It's estimated that the pressure of the project is too great..." Xiang night said, "Alas, the emperor club is about president Yu recommending sister Mo to UCL."

Jian Mo found Yu Ziyun. He was making coffee. When he saw her coming, he also made a cup for her.

"Have you got a design idea?" Yu Ziyun asked.

Jane Mo pursed her lower lip. "Mr. Yu, I'm not looking for you to design..." she clutched her hand as she spoke.

"Hmm?" Yu Ziyun said softly, rubbed the moustache on his chin and looked at Jane Mo suspiciously.

Jane Mo hung her eyes, clenched her hand just released, and just then said, "president Yu, I want to advance my salary..." she can't continue to take money with Gu Beichen. Now, the only way she can think of is this.

Yu Ziyun was surprised. "How much?" he still asked.

Jane Mo bit her lower lip. It was obviously hard to speak. She endured it for a long time before she hung her eyes and said heavily, "one million..."

Quiet, when Jane Mo said this, the whole office was surprisingly quiet.

"Jian Mo, do you know how much money you can get in Xiangyu a year?" Yu Ziyun asked.

Jian Mo raised his eyes, "if the design draft is good, the basic salary plus bonus and dividend will not exceed 200000..."

"Does that mean you have to eat or drink your salary in advance for five or six years?"

Jane Mo drooped her eyes and laughed at herself. She felt that she was also difficult for others.

Yu Ziyun saw that Jian Mo's self-esteem had begun to disintegrate and said slowly, "I don't ask you the purpose of the money... I can also advance it for you!"

Jian Mo was surprised and suddenly looked up at Yu Ziyun.

"However, there is no free lunch in this world..." Yu Ziyun looked like a business, "I value you and hope you can go to UCL for further study... However, Jian Mo, I have the conditions."

Jane Mo didn't ask, but looked at Yu Ziyun.

"I want you to sign a long-term labor contract with the company..." Yu Ziyun picked up the coffee cup and sipped coffee for Jian Mo for a while before saying, "the money you want to advance has exceeded the scope of your current contract cycle. I want you to increase the labor relationship for ten years on the existing contract period with the company."

Jane Mo widened her eyes slightly. For their designers, the longer their seniority means the greater their value. Therefore, they rarely sign a contract with a company for more than three years.

Originally, because of her mother's illness, she had signed an exception with Xiangyu for five years. Now there are still three and a half years. If you add ten years

"If you think it's OK, I'll prepare the contract for you to sign, and I'll prepare the check for you," Yu Ziyun said, putting down his coffee cup.

Jane Mo clenched her hand tightly, her fingernails embedded in the palm, and she didn't know the pain

"You can think about it," Yu Ziyun shrugged. "Of course, according to your future value, the company will also increase the salary and commission relatively, which will not affect your own value."

Jane Mo took a breath, "don't think about it..." she bit her gum, "I sign!"

Yu Ziyun didn't expect that Jian Mo would promise so readily, but it was a good thing for him. Jian Mo's design has its own unique style. As long as it is carved more, it will become a bright star in the architectural design industry in the future.

With a million cheques, Jane Mo stood in the alley, listening to the noise of cars coming and going on the road not far away, and there was sadness sliding across her eyes.

What exactly does she want to defend?

Mingming has lost her first time dirty. Mingming knows that if she gives Jian Heng the money this time, it will be a bottomless hole... But she still can't face the things that night.

She couldn't imagine how she would deal with herself if the filth of that night was exposed in front of Gu Beichen or Su Junli.

Perhaps this is her ridiculous last dignity.

There was a rapid sound of footsteps in the alley, and Jane Mo looked sideways at the place where the sound came... She saw Jane truss stride over in broad legged pants and sweater and a duck tongue hat.

"Where's the money?" asked Jane truss.

Although he hid well, Jane Mo still saw the scar on his neck. She didn't ask, and she wasn't in the mood to ask

Jian Heng looked at Jian Mo with scarlet eyes and grabbed the check. "Sure enough, it's easy for you to take a million now... It seems that Gu Beichen is really good for you."

Jian Mo was disappointed to see that when she was a child, she would carry her all the way home and said she wanted to protect her brother all her life. "Jian Heng, this is my advance salary in exchange for a ten-year work contract..." she gritted her teeth, "I have nothing to do with Gu Beichen!"

"It doesn't matter. Would you be afraid that I would tell him what happened two years ago? Then I got the money so quickly?" Jian Heng sneered, put the check in his pocket and said, "Xiaomo, you say you have nothing to do with Gu Beichen. Who believes it?"

"Jian Heng, don't threaten me with your harm..." Jian Mo was shaking all over. "If you still have a little conscience!" she clenched her teeth and squeezed out the gap between her teeth word by word. "Since then, you're not my brother, and I have nothing to do with you."

"Don't worry, I won't tell others unless I have to." Jian Heng said, the corners of his mouth hooked, looked at Jian Mo's vision, and turned away.

Jane Mo dragged her heavy body as if filled with lead back to the moistening garden. She was powerless as if she had been evacuated. She pressed the code lock like her soul... When the empty house opened the door, all the preset programs turned on.

Jane Mo leaned against the door and didn't move for a long time

I don't know how long it took before she got up with her tired body and walked in heavily step by step

Suddenly, she stopped, looked at the messy design drawings on the table, and then walked over.

There are still three days to compare the draft, but she is still here, grieving for the lost things

Jian Mo sat down mechanically, took out a new drawing paper and took a pen... Looking at the huge club frame on the computer screen, her line of sight fell on the 18th floor.

18……

Jian Mo looked at this number and gradually became distracted. Suddenly, the corners of her mouth smiled, and the inspiration suddenly slipped through her mind... It was just that such inspiration was full of despair under sadness.

18, represents the deepest position of hell