Cheng Wenhui was quite calm. She looked at Tan You. "Signing a contract with your dad is fine, too. If he's taking your money, he naturally has to meet your requirements. It's only fair."
Tan You snapped her fingers. "It really is so much easier talking to you."
She patted Tan Yue's back. "Bring me my draft notebook."
Tan Yue scurried over with the draft notebook. Tan You took it and quickly drafted an agreement.
"Mom's monthly salary is 2,500. I've said it before, whatever her monthly salary is, that's what I'll pay you." Tan You tapped the table. "So, I'll pay you 2,500 a month."
Tan Lin was silent for a moment. "If you're buying us a house, I don't need a salary from you."
Tan You was a little surprised, but seeing the pained look on Tan Lin's face, she laughed. "You really don't want it? If you weren't saying that with your eyes squeezed shut, I might have actually believed you."
