Pan Ge had already grown accustomed to Han Lie's shamelessness and looked at him slyly.
"You chase me first. Think about the pretty picture once you've caught up."
Han Lie mimicked her usual expression and rolled his eyes. "Are you dangling a carrot in front of a donkey, just showing it but not letting it eat, making the donkey work for nothing?"
"Hee hee!"
Pan Ge squinted, smiling slyly and mischievously.
"Apt description, but you don't have a choice... 1.5 million, you have to write an IOU, right? Come on, write it according to the template!"
Brother Lie's handsome face suddenly darkened.
Alright, professional ethics, professional ethics...
Muttering this to himself, Han Lie watched Pan Ge take out paper and pen from her small backpack. Once again, he found it hard to keep his composure.
You're something else, truly. You had this all prepared, didn't you? Damn!
