Listening to Huo Yao's words, Xiao Xie and Deacon Ding couldn't help but look astonished.
Bring over the Huo family's cooperation contract?
Is that what they understand
Huo Yao hung up the phone, and the coldness on his face dissipated, and he seemed like a different person from the person who spoke in a strong tone just now, "The contract can be signed later."
Deacon Ding and Xiao Xie's pupils narrowed slightly, and they looked at each other, always suspecting that their ears had hallucinations, but when they met Huo Yao's eyes, they didn't think she was joking at all.
The two of them simultaneously thought of the person who picked them up to Shangyi Town. If they were not in a powerful position, how dare they show up in a fighter plane
I'm afraid he has long been beaten down as a villain by the official control of Shangyi Town.
Not long after, a group of people hurried to the manor.
When rushing into the room, Xiao Xie raised his hand to check the time by accident. It was exactly ten minutes since the eldest lady hung up the phone.
The young man who walked in the front walked a little fast. After entering the room, his deep eyes passed Xiao Xie and Deacon Ding, and finally landed on Huo Yao who was sitting on the chaise longue. He paused slightly, a little uncertain Open the mouth: "You..."
Huo Yao twirled the phone with his fingertips, raised his eyelids slightly, looked sideways at the man, and asked in a casual tone, "Is my money comfortable?"
The man suddenly coughed, "Ahem..."
Huo Yao smiled, but didn't sit down anymore, got up from the chair, walked to the man, "Go out and talk?"
The man looked at Huo Yao, and the strong aura around him almost frightened him instantly. He nodded and followed Huo Yao like a follower.
Seeing this, the group of people who followed him nearly dropped their eyeballs to the ground.
Is this still their boss himself
How do you look like a different person? ?
Just as Huo Yao took two steps, he suddenly stopped, turned his head, and looked in Deacon Ding's direction, "By the way, the contract?"
The man was startled, and hurriedly said: "If you have any request, feel free to ask, as long as you can sign it!"
Others in the room: "…"
Huo Yao nodded and walked out of the room without saying anything.
After the two left, the room was eerily quiet for a moment.
It was the mayor of Shangyi who broke the silence. He coughed, walked to the bed where Deacon Ding was lying, and handed over the contract he brought over in a very polite and familiar manner.
"You are Mr. Ding. The contract has been signed on our side. You should take a look at it first. Of course, if you think there is any problem, you can just say it. I can change it on the spot to ensure your satisfaction..."
Deacon Ding looked at the mayor, and accepted the contract handed over by him a little flattered.
To be honest, the group of people who just entered the house, except the mayor of Shangyi Town in front of him who he met once from a distance, did not know anyone else.
Moreover, the mayor gave him the impression that he was too aloof before, and the expression with enthusiasm and smile at this time is simply two different faces.
Deacon Ding looked down at the contract in his hand. If it wasn't for the real pain in the wound on his abdomen, he would have raised his hand to give himself a slap.
It's too fucking mysterious!
**
outside in the garden.
Huo Yao leaned on a Roman column on the flower gallery, crossed his arms, and lazily looked at the man opposite, "Why, surprised?"
Myron stroked his blond hair, and his exquisite facial features were deep and three-dimensional, but at this moment he had a complex and contradictory expression, and he wondered for a while before saying: "No, aren't you an old bald man?"
Huo Yao: "...?"
Damn, broken website ruined her image.
(end of this chapter)