It was worth mentioning that Gu Yan's threats really worked, and Zhang Cuihua was indeed a coward, it had only been a few days, and no one talked about Gu Yan's arranged marriage to an old man ever again.
Gu Yan heard how Zhang Cuihua went to find people and explained to them one by one about how this thing wasn't true and told them to stop gossiping.
Gu Yan laughed so hard that her stomach ached.
What a damn coward she was, and she always thought about bullying others?
Maybe in the past life, Zhang Cuihua was the gun in Gu Moli's hand that would shoot anywhere that she pointed.
And just like that, this thing went away.
When the second month was almost over, Gu Yan was about to welcome the first joint training.
Art troupe, communication department, eight-one institute, political department, logistics department… in the history of past joint training, the logistics department had always placed at the very bottom.