The girl nodded: "I understand, Manager You, you've worked hard. I'm looking for you if I have something to do. Please wait a moment, little brother, the contract still needs to be signed."

Manager You winked at me again before going out.

I gave him a look in return, meaning don't worry, I will treat you well.

"Stop standing, sit down."

I sat on the sofa and watched her write the contract.

The girl lowered her head to write. She suddenly asked without raising her head: "How much did Manager You eat?"

"What?" I said I didn't hear clearly.

The girl put down her pen, looked up at me and asked, "Let me ask you, how much did he swallow?"

"this......"

The girl smiled and said: "It's okay, just tell me directly, I actually know everything."

I said we rented for 1,800 a month, and Manager You asked me to quote 300, and he took 1,500.

The girl lit a cigarette, a very thin cigarette for women.

She tapped her slender fingers on the desk and asked, "You don't look like a businessman, and that building is located near a mountain, so it's not suitable for doing business."

This sudden questioning tone made me feel uncomfortable.

I sat up from the sofa and asked with a smile:
Chapter completed!