Old Master Jiang fell silent for a moment and then looked at Jiang Ling'er.
He said, "Ling'er, I've reviewed the contract, and there are no issues. The terms are very favorable. If you want to give it a try, you can sign it."
Jiang Ling'er casually replied, "Where's the pen?"
Chen Yizhou was momentarily surprised and asked, "Don't you want to go through it yourself?"
Jiang Ling'er smiled and quipped, "My life is in my grandpa's hands, so I'm not worried about the contract."
In essence, she meant that it was just a contract, and even if there were pitfalls, it didn't matter. She trusted her Grandpa.
Chen Yizhou chuckled, handed her his own pen, and Jiang Ling'er signed her name on the contract.
Chen Yizhou glanced at her signature, which was both elegant and meaningful.
He smiled in satisfaction, thinking that just like her, her signature was beautiful and substantial.
