"Hello, Mr. Feromed," the two exchanged simple salutations.
"You can just call me by my name, it will be more relaxed and comfortable," he said as he sat down, then summoned a staff member to inquire about the status of the contract drafting.
"Let's leave it at that, there's no need to fuss over the minor details too much," he understood the efficiency of his subordinates, and fussing over details wouldn't make much difference. Most of the contract templates were already mature and wouldn't have any major issues. However, these people, in order to demonstrate their value, would deliberately entangle themselves with the other party over certain details.
"Yes, Mr. Feromed," before long, the contracts from both parties were laid out on the table. Under the record of triple cameras, both parties signed their names, stamped with their company's special cryptographic seal, and then entered it into the federal contract archive, thus completing the signing of the contract.
