Quick Transmute: The female supporting role also wants to flirt with the villain today

Chapter 93 (My Bankrupt Daughter Expresses Dissatisfaction 3)

"President An?" Shan Xia opened the door, "What are you doing?"

Isn't it just eating?

What are you doing here with your suitcase?
An Leng shrugged, and the tears that came the next second came out instantly, crying very miserably. "Wooooow~ I'm bankrupt."

Shan Xia: "..." Thanks to the TV series, now everyone in the whole country knows that you are bankrupt.

An Leng continued to cry: "I'm homeless, I have no money... woo woo woo woo..."

Shan Xia: "..." This is a normal phenomenon, I understand.

An Leng continued to wipe away his tears, and kept crying, dragging his suitcase into the door like he was familiar with himself: "I have no place to live, I have nothing to eat, I am so hungry. Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow ”

Shan Xia: "..." Please wipe off the oil stains left on the corners of your mouth first, maybe it will be more real.

An Leng put down the box, picked up the chopsticks on the dining table, and cried, "I want to eat. But I don't want to peel the shell."

Shan Xia: "..." It's a little too much.

An Leng acted like a baby: "Brother Xia~~~"

Shan Xia: "..."

Shan Xia closed the door, her eyes were deep and her breath was not very friendly. "Boss An doesn't know why I invite you to dinner, does he?"

An Leng tilted his head, took a bite of Shan Xia's peeled shrimp: "Brother Xia wants to get my money?"

Shan Xia: "..."

It's kind of weird to be so straightforward.

Shan Xia: "Think."

An Leng blinked and blinked, with a satisfied look: "Yes, how much money does Brother Xia want?"

Shan Xia: "..." Is this going to be given?

Such a good set?

Shan Xia stared straight at An Leng, and some unknown emotions flashed in her eyes: "I want [-] million."

An Leng: "...???"

An Leng: "Brother Xia, let's sell him! Maybe he can buy tens of thousands of dollars for his kidneys and retinas... woo woo woo woo."

Shan Xia: "..."

Shan Xia tentatively asked again: "9000 million?"

An Leng decisively beat the case: "Deal."

Then he took a long time out of his pocket and fumbled for a piece of crumpled paper.

And of course, a pen.

An Leng crumpled the paper and handed it to Shan Xia.

Shan Xia: "..."

It's hard to say.

Shan Xia, who was somewhat obsessive-compulsive, tried her best to flatten the paper before reading it slowly.

【Party A: An Leng】

[Party B: Shan Xia]

[Party A promises to hand over 9000 million to Party B, and the condition is that Party B will personally serve Party A's three meals a day. 】

[If you agree, the statute of limitations will be one year.After one year, Party A and Party B owe nothing. 】

[Consent Party A: An Leng]

[Consent Party B: Shan Xia]

.........

Then the following are their signatures and stamps.

An Leng has already done all of Party A's signature and signature.

Now all it takes is Dan Xia's signature and signature.

An Leng fumbled from his pocket for a long time, and then took out a box of ink pads under Shan Xia's unbearable gaze.

An Leng threw the inkpad on the table, and continued to take a bite of Shan Xia's peeled shrimp shell: "How is it? Is there any problem? Do you want to sign?"

"It's a good deal, don't miss it when you pass by."

An Leng's tone now looks like a human trafficker.

Shan Xia looked strange in his heart, his eyes were full of deep and doubtful eyes, and his aura was a bit colder than before: "Ms. An was prepared before she came?"

This document does not look like it was just printed out.

I'm afraid it was premeditated.

(End of this chapter)