Qiao Yin put down her bag, sat on the sofa, and picked up the documents to read them carefully.
After a while, she nodded with satisfaction and took out a pen from her bag, "Not bad, the agreement has no issues, sign here, President Lu!"
Lu Lingche took the pen, signed his name, and then handed the pen to Qiao Yin.
Qiao Yin also signed, kept a copy of the agreement for herself, and handed another copy to Lu Lingche, "President Lu, I look forward to a pleasant collaboration!"
Lu Lingche took the document in one hand and stretched out his other hand to her, "I look forward to a pleasant collaboration, President Qiao."
Qiao Yin subconsciously shook hands with him, but when she tried to pull away, it was already too late. Lu Lingche was not just briefly shaking hands with her; he held on tightly and refused to let her withdraw her hand.
"Lu Lingche!"
"Hmm?"
"Are you here to discuss collaboration, or to take advantage?"