Lin Cong's expression gradually turned serious, "Uncle, has my dad signed it yet?"
Lin Cong didn't doubt his uncle's words at all because he knew that Lin Tianming always liked to visit their home frequently.
He used to be bothered by this person when he was home; always smiling but with calculative eyes, always scheming.
And his dad, honestly, was that gullible, coupled with his mom's love for taking advantage of things, it'd be no surprise if his dad ended up doing this.
Lin Fu continued, "That person told me, if your dad really signs that contract, gives out his ID, he'll probably have to pay someone over one million yuan."
Hearing this number, Lin Cong felt dizzy.
Gritting his teeth, he said, "Our whole family wouldn't earn over a million, even if we worked all our lives without eating or drinking!!!"
