"To tell you the truth, I doubt it." Mu Meiqing looked at Yamamoto and said.

"Er..." Yamamoto was stunned, thinking, saying she had no brains, but how could she be so smart? "Ha ha. It is impossible to forge a contract in black and white, Mr. Mu? Yamamoto said with a smile.

"Ha ha, that's all, but I also saw the last contract. It's 31 square meters. How did it become 3,000 after signing? You won't be four thousand again this time, will you? Mu Meiqing's delicate lips lightly turn to Yamamoto. Somehow, Tang Yu was there, which made her feel safe.

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