Confidentiality agreement?
When Bai Xiaosheng saw the title on the stack of papers, he let out a wry chuckle.
The brand-new sheets had a strong smell of ink, clearly just printed not long ago.
No wonder Vice General Manager Wang Ye stayed in her office for such a long time before coming over; she was busy with this.
This thick pile filled with dense text—if one were to finish reading this contract, it would easily take hours.
Bai Xiaosheng didn't look at the document but instead gazed at Wang Ye, a faint smile on his face.
Wang Ye wouldn't give him the time to read it; she would certainly explain it verbally.
As expected.
