Transmigration: Getting Rich with My Space and Supplies

Rong Yan certainly didn’t let her dad sign.

Last night she had looked over her father’s notes, and impersonation was a trivial matter for her, so she directly forged it this time.

As for the fingerprint, she took out the inkpad from the space, dabbed her dad’s finger in it, then firmly imprinted it before sanitizing his finger with disinfectant.

After making sure everything was in order, she walked out.

"Give me the money first," Rong Yan directly said to Rong Wenze.

Rong Wenze was gritting his teeth at her.

However, at this point, he wasn’t afraid that she wouldn’t pay.

So, he took out the 1200 yuan from his pocket and counted it.

"Here, it’s all there."

Madam Rong immediately took the money and recounted it three times.