Mr. Sims was momentarily stunned, then abruptly turned around.
He saw Tom Davis, who had been dismissive the day before, now approaching him with a full smile and extending a hand, "Fortunate to meet you!"
Mr. Sims looked at him in shock, "President Davis?"
Without any delay, Tom Davis spoke, "Did you bring the contract?"
Mr. Sims: "...Yes, I did."
"Great, let me take a look at the contract. If there are no issues, let's sign it today!"
Mr. Sims followed Tom Davis into the building in a daze and didn't snap out of it until he walked out with the signed contract, still feeling as if he were dreaming.
He returned home in a stupor.
Mrs. Jones, seeing his condition, thought the deal hadn't happened and immediately asked, "What's wrong? Don't tell me the receptionist kicked you out?"
Mr. Sims simply handed the contract to her.
Mrs. Jones took a glance and was also stunned.
Mr. Sims looked at her, "What do you think? The person who helped us yesterday, what's their background?"