"Oh my God!" Mo Yuzhen's eyes widened in shock as she received it carefully and excitedly.
The Bai family's President, Bai Lin, who did international business, actually took the initiative to ask for an autograph? Mo Yuzhen felt a little dazed, as if she was in a dream.
She tried her best to calm herself down, and on the first page of the notebook, she solemnly signed her name, mo Yuzhen.
Even though she had specially practiced her signature, it was still very ordinary. Mo Yuzhen decided to find time to practice more. She thought proudly. Otherwise, she would have to deal with this kind of situation more often in the future.
After Bai Lin was done with his superficial work and saw mo Yuzhen's happy face, he knew that such a woman would be useful.
"Come, miss mo, it's rare to see you here. Let's have a toast."
Bai Lin took the initiative to raise his glass. The two of them drank, and the topic of conversation naturally became more casual and more frequent.
