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Wow, look at that Mao Mei’s backside. The lewd laughter of the two Little Bastards in the video made the two middle-aged couples sitting across from them lower their heads involuntarily. Xu Li exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "This is the video your son filmed. Don’t say I’m slandering him; you can ask him yourselves."
The overweight middle-aged man on the left awkwardly smiled at Xu Li: "The one speaking is my son; I recognize his voice clearly. I truly apologize for raising such a beast. Whatever compensation you ask for, we will pay."
"Yes, yes, we will pay," another middle-aged man nodded in agreement, adding that they only had this one child and couldn’t afford not to compensate.
"I don’t need compensation; I just need you to sign these agreements." After saying that, he took out several documents from a bag and pushed them over. The large confidentiality agreement left them somewhat confused. After reading through it carefully, they realized it was all about keeping the details of their visit to Irkutsk confidential.
The lawyer who came with them read through the agreement as well and nodded: "It’s a clean contract."
"We’ll sign." The group trusted the lawyer they brought along and quickly signed the documents, each taking a copy. Once Xu Li collected the agreements, he fell silent and nodded at Ivan, who was smoking. Ivan grinned coldly: "Now that Mr. Makarov has handled his affairs, let’s talk about your son."
The translator conveyed his words to the others. The overweight middle-aged man, who worked in construction and had seen all sorts of people, noticed a deep greed in the eyes of this Old Russian. His heart sank: this was bad.
With a thud, two bags of ice sugar were tossed onto the desk: "This is what we found on your child. If this were in your homeland, how many years do you think they would get?"
"What? This... this is impossible! My son would never touch that stuff!" They were genuinely terrified now; if this got back to their homeland, it would be serious trouble!
Knock knock knock.
"Come in."
As the office door opened, two bruised Little Brats limped in. Upon seeing their parents, tears immediately streamed down their faces: "I didn’t touch that stuff, Mom and Dad! You have to believe me; I really didn’t!"
The other Little Brat suddenly chimed in: "We’ve only been here for a little over two months; how could we possibly know those people? We can barely speak Maozi!"
Ivan, leaning back in his chair with a cold smile, said: "Here, if I say you touched it, then you touched it. I have witnesses and evidence on my side; there’s no point in trying to wriggle out of it!"
"Hmph."
Xu Li snorted coldly while continuing to smoke. The two middle-aged men realized there was no misunderstanding left; they were clearly being targeted. The overweight man sighed and gave Xu Li a bitter smile: "Mr. Xu, please show mercy and spare our child this time."
"You telling me is useless. They should be discussing this with Director Ivan; I'm just an ordinary person."
Xu Li shot him a sideways glance, her feet propped up on the coffee table as she coldly assessed the two Little Brats. The two of them instinctively shrank back, not daring to move an inch. The couples exchanged glances, silently communicating until they finally gritted their teeth and reached a consensus.
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