After leaving the company, Shen Cheng drove to a copy shop.
She took out the contract from the kraft paper bag and threw it into the trash can, then drew a pig's head on a piece of white paper with a pen, and labeled it: A so-called gentleman, Shen Ming.
After finishing the drawing, she handed it to the clerk: "Make ten copies."
The clerk saw the pig's head on the paper, and though somewhat baffled, didn't ask further questions but complied with her request, making ten copies as instructed.
Coming out of the copy shop, Shen Cheng's lips curled into a smile, inscrutable.
There were some things she understood very well.
If it hadn't been for Shen Ming's instructions, Manager Zhao would not have asked her to deliver the contract.
Given the enmity between her and Shen Ming, his intention was definitely not pure.
If he wanted to play, she would join the game and play along!
