Wang Yan was worrying about the gains and losses, but Wang Yan signed the contract without even raising his head.
There were two large variants of regular script signatures on the contract. The word "Wang" was wantonly scattered, and the word "Yan" was signed upright. The former was large and elegant, while the latter was small and gentle.
One represented wave, and the other represented stability.
"Wow! Young Master Wang, your handwriting is really beautiful! Among all the signatures I've seen, this is it!"
The manager was someone who knew what was good and gave him a thumbs up.
Uh... perhaps it wasn't necessary to know what was good. It was enough to know the number, 5,210,000 yuan. It wouldn't be a loss to kiss his ass for an hour!
When Huang Yan heard the manager's praise, she moved her head closer to take a look at the signature and was instantly moved.