Jing Shu: "..." Isn't this a bit too casual? Weren't we just talking about pigs? This topic shift is kind of huge, isn't it?
Xie Zhuzhu couldn't wait to pull Jing Shu over to sign the contract. Finally, he urged a baffled and incredulous Song Bin, "Hurry up! Didn't you say you wanted to rush this? I still have lots to do after this… Where are the documents? Bring them quickly!"
Song Bin: Isn't this change of face a bit too fast? And… he just agreed like that? What on earth did Miss Jing do? My God, Miss Jing always manages to surprise people. What was originally a huge problem was solved in just a few minutes.
"Oh, oh, oh." Song Bin hurriedly opened the big data on his phone, which contained the electronic contract. After the apocalypse, paper was no longer manufactured, so using an electronic version was better. More importantly, it made it easier for the Township Government to monitor.
