"Mr. Hoffman, if you have finished the lunch, can we sign the contract now?" Jane tried hard to maintain her smile. She really didn't want to stay here anymore.
"Oh, I don't want to sign the contract here now. How about finding another place to have a talk?"
Mr. Hoffman reached his hand to take hers. His intention was very clear with the disgusting smile. For a moment, Jane only wanted to throw the contract into his face.
Finally, she realized that he would not sign the contract if she refused his personal requests.
Jane sneered coldly, "Mr. Hoffman, if I say no, will you also refuse to sign this contract?"
Mr. Hoffman smiled to rub his beer belly. "No. How come you say that?"
"In this case, then please just sign it." Jane took out the contract, laid it directly on the table to him.
