"De...deposit?"

Ming slapped  Rubio's shoulder, "Don't feel too burdened. Although this is dangerous, as a friend, I will definitely help you through thick and thin. Besides, you are so righteous, you won't treat your friends unfairly, right?"

"..."

  Rubio was stunned. Friends? But... in your eyes, all I see is the glimmer of money?

"I'll give you everything."

"Great, let's sign a contract then. We at Gutman Group are big on formalities."

"Contract? But... won't it be a waste of time to write it now?"

"No, I have prepared ones here."

Ming summoned Kubo and took out a stack of contracts from its handbag. These were all handwritten by Clos. He remembered that her right hand was numb after she finished writing them.

She was willing to give so much for her work, so naturally, he had to make good use of her hard work. The only way was to use these contracts properly and make her happy.