Song Wanyue nodded slightly. "Okay."
While Song Wanyue was looking through the contract, Ji Zhoutong scanned the entire fortune - telling studio and discovered a significant problem. "Excuse me... Master, is there no printer here?"
Rong Lan propped her chin on her hand and nodded. "Right."
Ji Zhoutong: "..." He had brought his laptop and could modify the new version of the contract on the spot. However, without a printer, even if he managed to finish the modification, he couldn't print it out. Such a private and important contract document made him hesitant to print it at an outside print shop. This was... embarrassing.
It was only after Rong Lan answered that she realized why Ji Zhoutong had asked this question. Without a printer, it seemed they really couldn't print out the new version of the contract.
When Song Wanyue reached the last page of the contract, Ji Zhoutong finally spoke up to explain this serious issue to her. "We can't sign the contract today. There's no printer here."
Song Wanyue, whose eyes had been shining brightly after reading the contract, instantly lost half of the light in her eyes. "Then—"
Ji Zhoutong continued, "But I'll be available on Monday. I can come here again."
Available on Monday? Si Mo, Rong Lan, and Wang Tong, who had been forced to come in for overtime, all looked at Ji Zhoutong in unison, their eyes filled with skeptical reproach. Didn't he say that he was too busy on weekdays and only had time on Saturday, so they could only discuss the contract on this day? If he was available on Monday, why did they have to come in for overtime?
Even Chu Hengyuan raised his head and eyed Ji Zhoutong suspiciously.
Only after he had spoken did Ji Zhoutong realize there was a problem with his words. Even Song Wanyue was starting to look at him differently. He coughed uncomfortably and added an extra explanation to make up for it. "I'll come with you during my lunch break on Monday to sign the contract. My lunch break is only an hour and a half, but it should be enough to sign the contract."
What he meant was that it was enough for signing the contract, but not for discussing it.
All the smart people present understood his implication.
Rong Lan squinted her eyes. She seemed to have stumbled upon an interesting little gossip.
"Then let's do it on Monday." Although Song Wanyue was a bit disappointed that they couldn't finalize the contract immediately, she was also worried about taking up too much of Rong Lan's time. Otherwise, she could have asked Ji Zhoutong to go back to the law firm to print the contract and then come back. She asked gently, "Will you be in the fortune - telling studio on Monday, Master? If you're not available, we can reschedule."
"I'll be available on Monday." Rong Lan looked at Wang Tong. She and Si Mo were both free. The busiest one among them was actually Wang Tong.
Just by looking at the amount involved in the contract, Wang Tong knew that Rong Lan must also want to sign the contract as soon as possible. Even if he was not available, he had to make time. "I'll be available too. I'll come here again on Monday."
Song Wanyue breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you for the trouble."
After finalizing the approximate time for their visit on Monday, Song Wanyue and Ji Zhoutong left. Wang Tong didn't stay long in the fortune - telling studio either and left shortly after Song Wanyue. Si Mo, who was indulged in playing with the cat, stayed for a while before leaving.
When there were only two people and a cat left in the fortune - telling studio, Rong Lan turned around while sitting, grabbed the back of the chair with both hands, and rested her chin on it. She looked at her handsome elder brother curiously. "Brother, you know that Lawyer Ji just now, right?"
Chu Hengyuan knew he couldn't hide it, so he readily admitted. "Yes, and we have a good relationship. But he was handling his work just now. I was afraid of distracting him, so I didn't say hello to him."
He also explained why they knew each other but didn't interact.
"How did Lanlan know I knew him?" He pretended to look puzzled.
Mentioning this, Rong Lan was so proud that she almost wanted to wag her fox tail. "As a very powerful fortune - teller, I just did a quick calculation and found out that you two know each other."
Chu Hengyuan was amused by the little girl's proud look. He reached out and gently pinched her cheek. "Our Lanlan is really amazing!"
If he had known earlier that his little wife had such skills, he definitely wouldn't have tipped off those guys when he went to beat up Xie Feng. He let them act as kind - hearted passers - by and take the opportunity to join in the fun. It was useless for them to cover their faces tightly with hats and masks. His little girl could still recognize them.
"By the way, I seem to have discovered a little secret." Rong Lan, who was so happy to be praised that she wanted to puff up her chest, smiled mysteriously.
Chu Hengyuan laughed helplessly. "I also seem to have discovered a little secret, but I don't know if it's the same one as yours."
The couple glanced at each other. From each other's eyes, they could tell that the secrets they discovered were probably the same.
Rong Lan burst out laughing. "That Lawyer Ji is quite smart. There's an advantage to coming out with Song Wanyue on Saturday to discuss things. They can have lunch together after the discussion. If he can come up with a reasonable excuse, they can also stay together in the afternoon and might even have dinner together. But they can't do this on a weekday."
Chu Hengyuan raised his eyebrows with a faint smile. "Lanlan and I think alike."
He had thought of this when Ji Zhoutong accidentally let slip that he was available on Monday. Moreover, for a person like Ji Zhoutong, accompanying the client to discuss the contract was clearly work. Ji Zhoutong could have arranged it during working hours to come with Miss Song, but he chose Saturday instead. This in itself was a big problem.
In addition, when he flipped through the group chat records, he really found something. About a year ago, several people in the group teased Ji Zhoutong for having a girl he liked. He was always accompanying that girl and didn't even have time to hang out with them. He never thought that what they had teased about back then was actually true. He had thought that a workaholic like Ji Zhoutong simply didn't have time to like someone.
"It's a pity that Miss Song doesn't like Lawyer Ji." Rong Lan sighed. In her eyes, that seemingly non - smiling Lawyer Ji had become a poor soul who couldn't get the one he loved.
"I can see that too." Miss Song's eyes showed no affection for Ji Zhoutong. She seemed to only regard him as a trustworthy lawyer.
"Forget it. Let's not worry about this for now. Let's go for lunch and then take Little Amber to the hospital." As Rong Lan said this, she stretched.
The little ragdoll cat meowed in response when it heard its name.
"Okay." Chu Hengyuan replied gently. He picked up the cat with one hand and carried the bag of dried fish with the other.
Rong Lan locked the door of the fortune - telling studio. Then the two people and the cat set off for the restaurant they had booked in advance. After lunch, they went straight to the pet hospital.
Tang Xingwei knew that his hidden big client was coming, so he sat at the front desk on the first floor waiting after lunch.
He had already planned to persuade Chu Hengyuan to order at least a month's worth of dried fish and canned food from him to boost his performance.
Tang Xingwei, whose abacus was rattling, never expected that Chu Hengyuan would come with a bag of dried fish in hand.
When he saw the bag in his friend's hand, his jaw almost dropped in shock. He manually closed his almost - dislocated jaw and hesitated before saying, "Do you have so much dried fish at home that you can't finish it all? You brought the dried fish here. Don't tell me you want me to help you sell them?"