"Words are not enough, Qin Yun, let's sign a formal agreement," Zuo Han said with a smile.
In his view, Qin Yun seemed to be blinded by rage at the moment.
A small Celestial Fortune Clothing trying to shut down their Cold Dew Clothing? It's simply the biggest joke of the year.
He was worried that Qin Yun might back out.
Qin Yun certainly had no objections.
"Alright, Qin Yun, we'll meet again after the agreement is sorted," Zuo Han said with a smile.
After speaking, he left, and a man who looked to be in his fifties approached Qin Yun, laughing, "Boss Qin, how's business going lately?"
"Not bad," Qin Yun looked at the man and said calmly.
This man was the landlord of his Celestial Fortune Clothing store.
Arriving at the Celestial Fortune Clothing store, Qin Yun suddenly asked, "Boss Liu, if I decide to stop renting this store, how much rent can you refund me?"
