So, naturally, there was no substantive content on the contract.
In fact, it was merely a formality, just for the media to see.
The real business details, of course, would require another signing.
Taking advantage of a lull, Zhang Lingyu turned slightly and hissed at Tang Yi through clenched teeth, "Tang, once I've signed, I will have fulfilled my promise to you."
"But think carefully, if you dare to deceive me, I will make sure you pay the price!"
Tang Yi responded indifferently, "Speaking of deceiving people, our Empress Zhang has probably done this not just once, right?"
"About the breakfast this morning, a total of thirteen hundred six yuan — when will you transfer the money to me?"
"Pfft!"
Zhang Lingyu couldn't help but laugh. Luckily this was a public venue, so she quickly stifled it.
She immediately glared at Tang Yi and said, "Is it that the richer people are, the stingier they become?"
