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Chapter 28 Earn half a million by changing hands (8)

 Zhao Qinglan reached out to take it, just glanced at it, signed her name with a pen, and pressed her fingerprints.

After signing, Zhao Qinglan reached out and pushed the contract, indicating for him to sign.

After taking a look at Zhao Qinglan's signature, Wang Lizheng was slightly stunned.

The handwriting is flowing and flowing, vigorous and powerful, and it is pleasing to the eye. If you just look at the handwriting, no one would think that this handwriting was written by an eight-year-old primary school student.

He gave her a thumbs up and praised softly, "Good words."

He really said this from the bottom of his heart, without any trace of moisture.

After Wang Lizheng signed his name, he compared it. Really, there is no harm without comparison, which feels a bit heartbreaking.

After pressing the fingerprint, the two copies of the contract are considered valid.

The old man sitting aside quietly drinking tea felt a little emotional. His son and the granddaughter he was optimistic about just started talking about business, and he almost forgot about the old man.

"The calligraphy is vigorous and powerful, and it is done in one go. Not bad. If the calligraphy is so well written, I must have good academic performance."

Zhao Qinglan nodded lightly, "It's okay." He was only first in the class and first in the grade.

Because the amount is a bit large.

Zhao Qinglan called her parents directly to confirm the matter. Don't ask her if she has a mobile phone, just ask because she doesn't have one yet. As for the mobile phone she is calling now, it belongs to the old man.

The phone dialed, and within a moment, the call was connected.

"Hey, which one?"

"Mom, it's me."

"It's Lanlan, whose mobile phone did you use to call me? I just saw it was an unfamiliar number, and I thought someone had dialed the wrong number. What's going on, why did you call me, where are you...



As soon as the phone was connected, her mother's worried voice immediately sounded in her ears, asking her where she was. She said she was going for a walk and would be back soon, but now that she hadn't gone back, he called her from someone else's phone.

If you have a phone call, you can stop worrying as a mother.

When her mother asked, Zhao Qinglan explained: "Mom, it's like this..."

Zhao Qinglan briefly talked about what happened.

"Yes..."

"...Yes, that inkstone is quite valuable. I have resold it and signed a contract. Because the amount is a bit large and I am still a minor, I need your consent. So I called you to confirm."

"Oh, that's it."

"Okay, it's up to you to make a phone call for such a small matter. We definitely agree. And you have always been very independent in doing things. If you think it will work, then it will be fine."

However, the amount is a bit large. Is it a few hundred or a few thousand? At this time, Zhao Ma couldn't help but laugh while holding her mobile phone. Maybe she felt that she was overthinking. Let alone thousands, she could have

She was happy for a thousand yuan, after all, she got it for free.

Listening to her mother's voice, Zhao Qinglan lowered her eyes with a smile.

"Mom, it has been recorded. Since you have agreed, then I have no problem."

After hearing her daughter's words, Zhao's mother, who was being urged by a customer to hurry up, hurriedly hung up the phone, "Okay, let's do this for now. My customers are still waiting, so I'm a little busy."

Zhao Qinglan nodded, "Well, that's it."

"Be back soon."

When she was about to hang up the phone, her mother's instructions rang out again.

Zhao Qinglan responded, "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Qinglan handed the phone back, "That's it."

If both guardians agree, then the signed contract will naturally come into effect.


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