For the first time, Tan pulled on a pair of reading glasses. He read the Vietnamese line slowly. Then he looked up at Minh with something between respect and surprise.
Tan waved a hand. "Con biết chú không đọc mấy cái này." hop dong fidic song ngu pdf
Minh pointed to the FIDIC logo, the bilingual stamp, the page number. "Điều 23.4, dòng thứ 8 từ dưới lên. Chú cầm bút ký vào đây, tôi sẽ gửi bản scan cho ngân hàng trước 6h sáng." For the first time, Tan pulled on a pair of reading glasses
Tan’s eyes widened. "Bảy ngày? Trời mưa ba ngày — chưa đủ." Tan waved a hand
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He picked up the , printed it — all 147 pages — and walked to the site canteen. Mr. Tan was drinking trà đá, shirt soaked in sweat and seawater.