Xiao Qimo followed the strategy provided by Mo Si, deliberately changing into a complete smog blue suit, even choosing a smog blue leather strap for his watch today.
Mo Fan stood beside him, shaking his head: When Qimo gets into his mystical mode, there's no room for others.
"Is it necessary? Hasn't Miss Lu already prepared?" Mo Fan truly couldn't understand what his master was so nervous about.
Isn't it just registering for a certificate? Go to the place, take photos, follow the process, stamp it, and it's done.
Mo Si shook her head and whispered, "You don't understand, Qimo probably has a grudge against registration."
Then she thoughtfully handed various documents to Xiao Qimo.
"Master, I also arranged for some backup notaries. Just in case one's got diarrhea or another has a problem."
Xiao Qimo greatly approved.
"Where's the lady's documents?"
Even before registering, he had already gotten the titles in place.
