Xiao Zhao still did not understand. "But even if he comes out to help us now, what kind of identity and position does he have? Will it be useful?"
Ding Shan raised her hand and pointed at the contract that Little Zhao had just placed on the coffee table, "We have already canceled all the contracts that Yang Hua signed behind my back. To a certain extent, it can be proved that I did not take the initiative to accept those rubbish, but that Yang Hua forced it in."
Xiao Zhao nodded. "Yes, fortunately, we acted quickly. If this matter were to be exposed, it would be too late to cancel the contracts."
