Wen Meimei sat down opposite her and reminded, "Missus, perhaps you shouldn't call me that anymore, I'm not anymore."
Looking up at her father bustling around in the restaurant, it seemed breakfast wasn't ready yet.
Bu Qingqing pouted and said, "It's hard to change my habit overnight, but I'll slowly learn over time, missus, please take a look at this labor contract I've drafted."
After speaking, Bu Qingqing took out a document and placed it on the table.
Wen Meimei glanced at it, and the words "Labor Agreement" caught her attention.
She suddenly remembered, the divorce agreement with King of Hell... it seemed to have been drafted by a young girl too.
She had to be cautious with this labor contract.
Picking up the labor agreement, she scanned it quickly.
Hmm, the initial sections were in order, with nothing amiss at first glance.
Clause 67, Party B must obey Party A's orders 24 hours a day; unless Party B is unwell, they should not leave Party A's sight, in principle.
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