"Boss, I have a few questions about Miss Zhang's artist contract. Can I ask you?"
"Sure, go ahead!"
Chen Hui subsequently asked five questions, to which Zhang Jingdong answered one by one.
"Alright, the contract is almost printed. I'll deliver it to you soon."
"... Okay."
After hanging up, Zhang Jingdong intentionally looked a bit disappointedly at Zhang Yuqi.
Zhang Yuqi seemed to understand Zhang Jingdong's gaze and shyly lowered her head, blushing.
Not long after, Chen Hui entered the office with the contract.
Zhang Jingdong took the contract Chen Hui handed him, quickly scanned it, and then passed it to Zhang Yuqi: "Take a good look. If you sign and realize something's wrong later, it'll be too late then!"
But Zhang Yuqi only skimmed through the contract symbolically and then took a pen to sign it directly.
Zhang Jingdong immediately said, "Hey... you're being too hasty! Aren't you afraid of being conned?"
