Old Tang certainly wasn't going to admit defeat, but he knew that arguing with her at this time was pointless. Maybe if they had a big fight, the problem could be resolved, but that wasn't the solution he was looking for.
Wang Qingqing saw Tang Fangjing go out and quickly type something on his phone, then he entered the print shop next to the Arbitration Committee.
Usually, many organizations have a print shop nearby, especially those that require the submission of documents. Really, you can go take a look, some places even only have one shop.
When you're there to handle some business and realize you need more copies of a document, you definitely need to print them in a hurry. Isn't that when you would look for the nearest print shop? That's how they get the business.
"Boss, I need to print a document," Old Tang said as he entered; "Also, please make a copy of my ID card."
"Over there, scan that WeChat QR code and send the document over, and place your ID card here."
