After Gu Shaocheng had written it, he handed it to Chenxing, "Take a look at this, is there anything you want to change?"
"No..." Chenxing clenched her teeth. She was somewhat regretful, but she couldn't stand the feeling of being looked down upon, and she cared deeply about preserving her own dignity, so she bit the bullet and remained silent.
"Okay." He made himself a copy, and flamboyantly signed his name on both copies.
His signature was really attractive. Although she couldn't understand the intricate patterns, it was hastily and elegantly drawn, and it gave off a sophisticated vibe.
In stark contrast, her handwriting was meticulously uniform, but lacked character.
It was like a student feeling pressured into something. Chenxing grabbed one of the contracts and hastily said, "Give me back my passport."
