"Um?"

"Um?"

This sudden turn caught Zhao Chongyuan and Wang Lishi off guard.

Aren’t you loyal to the emperor and patriotic?

Haven't you missed your father for a long time?

no....

But why did it suddenly involve re-signing the contract?

"No way! No way! You really want to be a free wolf with nothing, do you?"

Looking at Zhao Chongyuan and Wang Lishi, they looked confused and didn't pick up their pens for a long time.

Zhao Ding looked at the two of them sideways, his hand already halfway out.

He is completely ready to shake people off at any time.

Wang Lishi:@!#$%^&*(!@#$%^^&*

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Zhao Chongyuan:)(*&……%￥#￥%……&*()——

"Don't sign? Do you really want to be free with nothing? No, no, you really don't think that this prince has no spies in this Youzhou City, do you?"

Zhao Ding still looked sideways at Zhao Chongyuan and Wang Lishi.

At the same time, the little finger bent slightly downward.

Immediately there was a stampede of footsteps outside the door, and at the same time there was the sound of the clash of armor.

It is estimated that there are no less than a hundred people here.

Listen to the footsteps outside the door and the look on Zhao Ding's face that says he is convinced of you.

Zhao Chongyuan was so angry that his liver hurt.

Fortunately, he was a little touched just now, but he didn't expect Zhao Ding to be like this?

He spared no effort to talk about loyalty to the emperor and patriotism, but in the end, he was forced to re-sign the contract just to sell wine.

It’s a pseudonym anyway, am I still afraid of you?

When you fight with me, you are still a little stunned!

Your dad is your dad after all!

Zhao Chongyuan gritted his teeth in his heart and looked at Zhao Ding, but he still had a gentle smile on his face and said: "Sign, how can you not sign? Is it a waste of money? Your Highness, King Yan, you are too underestimated, Li!"

"Hu San, bring me a pen!"

Zhao Ding shouted loudly.

Hu San on the side immediately took out pen, ink, paper and inkstone from his sleeve.

Even the moment I took it out, I had to grind the ink.

"please!"

Bang.

Pens, inks, paper and inkstones were placed in front of Zhao Chongyuan.

Hu San stretched out his hand and made a please instruction.

There was no surprise or surprise on his face at all. It was a total expression of calmness.

Just kidding, as someone close to the prince.

I, Hu San, have also seen the world, okay?

By the way, he handed over two pieces of paper.

One is the Youzhou City cooperation contract, and the other is a confidentiality agreement.

Zhao Chongyuan took a brief look and felt that there was nothing wrong with the contract. The content was roughly the same as the one he signed before, except that the original 400,000 taels were changed to 500,000 taels.

However, there are some issues with confidentiality.

The first one is: Those who don’t pay back the money will be trampled to death by horses when they go out, choke to death when drinking water, give birth to a son without opening their eyes, give birth to a daughter at the airport, it will not last even a second, and the urine will last forever...

Look at the first clause of the confidentiality agreement.

Zhao Chongyuan was anxious at that time.

How could anyone curse someone so viciously?

especially...

especially...

Especially when it lasts less than a second, and the small solution lasts forever?

You treacherous son.

Zhao Chongyuan was anxious at that time!

How could there be such a cruel curse???

Recite "Don't be angry" three times silently in your heart

Zhao Chongyuan resisted the urge to slap Zhao Ding to death, and asked patiently: "Your Highness, King Yan? This is a confidentiality agreement. Why is the first clause saying there will be consequences for not paying back the money? Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

"Oh, then I'll add it."

Zhao Ding made a sound, then casually picked up the writing brush from the table, and wrote several big characters directly next to the four characters "Confidentiality Agreement": brackets: supplementary regulations of the loan contract: brackets

In duplicate.

"You! Very good!"

Looking at Zhao Ding's handwriting that was comparable to a cricket lying down, and his five-fingered hand holding the brush, Zhao Chongyuan only felt a mouthful of phlegm stuck in his neck.

Now he just wants to spit in Zhao Ding's face.

I asked you to go to Wenhua Palace to study since you were young, and you were invited to be a bachelor of Wenhua Palace. But after ten years of studying hard, you couldn’t even hold a pen in the end?

Then who is the one who has written memorials to me over the years???

Annoyed!

Really annoying!

Zhao Chongyuan felt like his lungs were about to explode.

How could a dignified prince of a country not even know how to hold a writing brush?

The memorial was actually written by someone else?

In fact, this is really an injustice to Zhao Ding.

He is a fucking time traveler.

It’s the 21st century and who still uses a pen to write?

So after traveling through time, I immediately became a prince.

Zhao Ding immediately decided that he was screwed!

Practicing calligraphy?

Impossible, impossible in this life.

I can only live by showing off.

And someone can help write it.

Why do you need to do it yourself?
To be continued...