Rebirth: I Became Mr.President's Beloved-Chapter 983:

"Isn’t that your sister?" The little guy withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Tang Li.

Tang Li didn’t expect to run into Ouyang Qian and Lai Yuaner in the west of the city.

The middle-aged man was dressed in a suit, wearing a pair of rimless glasses, and had a briefcase on the seat next to him. He was flipping through a document that looked like a contract.

Tang Li had seen this person in her previous life.

His surname was Zeng, and he was the legal advisor for Tianyi Group.

At that time, he was entrusted by Lai Shengxia to discuss divorce matters with her.

People like these elites always leave a deep impression.

However, Ouyang Qian bringing Lai Yuaner to meet with a lawyer conveyed a subtle sense of strangeness.

If it were a company matter, Ouyang Qian could have discussed it in the office or at the law firm; meeting in the west of the city clearly suggested she didn’t want to encounter anyone familiar.

Currently, the one in the Lai Family that needs to see a lawyer the most is Lai Wenyan.

Of course, it’s possible that Ouyang Qian is consulting due to online public opinion.

But if seeking legal advice, a phone call would suffice; there’s no need to set a meeting like this.

The documents on the table didn’t seem like they were compiled from online comments either.

Tang Li couldn’t help but stop and continue watching.

Shortly after, Lawyer Zeng flipped to the last page of the document he was holding and pushed it across the table to Lai Yuaner.

Across the street, Tang Li couldn’t hear what they were saying; she only saw Ouyang Qian hand a pen to Lai Yuaner, who then bowed her head as if signing the document.

"What are you looking at?" Song Jingtian spoke up.

As soon as he spoke, Ouyang Qian suddenly looked out the window from the cafe’s second floor.

Instinctively, Tang Li pulled Song Jingtian down into a squat.

A black sedan blocked their view.

The little guy cooperatively squatted down, asking, "Want to eat fried rice cakes?"

Ahead by the roadside, there was a snack cart set up on a tricycle.

At his words, Tang Li glanced at him, remembering he just earned fifty yuan from delivering puppies at work, and since she hadn’t eaten much for lunch, she decided not to be polite with the kid. "I want sweet sauce."

After speaking, she prepared to look back at the cafe across the street.

But then, the sleeve of her sunscreen jacket was tugged.

Tang Li turned her head to see the QR code for payment on the electronic watch.

"..." Tang Li.

The little brat reminded her, "It’s twenty yuan in total."

Tang Li had never eaten such expensive rice cakes in her life, "Fried rice cakes cost three yuan each, you’re ripping me off for seventeen yuan, doesn’t your conscience hurt? Besides, didn’t you just earn fifty yuan?"

"That’s the salary for the tiger whip, it’s not mine." The little guy answered righteously. "You’re a celebrity; you make tens of millions for a film, and you’re bothered about twenty yuan?"

"Who told you I have tens of millions?"

Tang Li pulled out her cellphone and showed him her Alipay balance—0.73 yuan.

Song Jingtian: "..."

"If I had money, I wouldn’t be working after finishing a movie."

"Really? I don’t believe it."

The little guy obviously wasn’t so easily fooled.

Tang Li locked her cellphone screen. "Being a star does make money, but I have to split it with the agency and pay taxes. You don’t know how high the taxes for entertainers are; every time, I end up with less than one-tenth."

Song Jingtian was half-convinced.

During the summer vacation, he managed to read a few entertainment circle novels. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Like "Level 10 Cannon Fodder Waves in the Entertainment Industry" and "Devil Will Love You For Me," where the actresses made billions from filming and singing, definitely unlike Tang Li with just seventy cents.

Tang Li is so poor, seems like in the future he’ll have to rely on his big brother to support the family.

Originally, he was planning to live off a woman.

Meanwhile, after Tang Li finished appeasing the kid, Ouyang Qian and the others stood up on the cafe’s second floor.