Early the next morning, Tan Youming called Moron's cellphone.
"Boss Yang, have you made a decision?" Tan Youming laughed on the phone, "You know, there are others waiting to work with us. But you are our priority, so I wanted to ask you first."
Moron said, "President Tan, I actually wanted to call you last night, but I was worried it was too late and would disturb your rest, so I didn't. I've already decided, we can sign the contract anytime."
Tan Youming said, "Then come to my office, I'll have tea ready and waiting for you."
After hanging up, Moron took a taxi to Tan Youming's place. He was in a good mood today, so he made an exception and took a taxi over.
Soon, he arrived at Tan Youming's office. The two shook hands and then sat down. Tan Youming retrieved a new contract, placing it in front of Moron.
"Boss Yang, please take a look. If there are no issues, we can sign it."
Moron didn't even look, picked up the pen, and asked, "President Tan, where should I sign?"
