Mr. Yang stepped over the crowd, lowered his eyes and approached, smiling as he laid out a few sheets of paper and a pen: "Mr. Tang, this is the sales contract. Please take a look and then sign it quickly."
Yu Wan glanced at the top right corner; there were still forty seconds left. She hurriedly urged, "Stop looking, hurry up and sign first."
Tang Yue: "..."
Why do I feel so uneasy?
Are you sure there's nothing wrong with the contract?
Could they have sold me out?
He thought about it and realized that he was currently penniless on the surface, so there was nothing for him to scheme against. Most importantly, he trusted her.
Tang Yue turned to the last page, picked up his pen, and signed his name on the contract.
The handwriting is clear, elegant, and upright, possessing a refined and graceful quality.
It looks pretty good.
Yu Wan raised an eyebrow.
The contract is made in triplicate.
When it came time to sign the last contract, Yu Wan noticed that the man from before suddenly rushed forward silently and reached for the contract.
"How could this be? It must be fake." Tang Yue was the prey he had set his sights on; how could he just watch his cooked duck fly away for nothing? He was unwilling to accept it!
But his hand was only halfway out before it was grabbed.
The hand that was holding him was long and beautiful, but its strength was surprisingly great, and he couldn't break free no matter what he did.
Enraged, the man turned his head and looked at that delicate and flamboyant face. Remembering how she had repeatedly ruined his plans, he was instantly filled with rage. He clenched his other hand into a fist and suddenly punched Yu Wan.
Yu Wan slightly turned her toes.
Just as I was about to teach this guy a lesson, the system's voice suddenly came to my mind.
[Death Warning: Only 5 minutes of health remaining. The host will fall into a coma.]
"Hmm..."
A sharp pain struck, and Yu Wan's vision went black before she lost consciousness.
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