C798 Who the Hell Is Doing This
Jiang Zhao lowered his head and looked at the open file. He quickly turned the signature pen in his hand and adjusted the position of the tip of the pen. The tip of the pen stopped at the key position that he could see. He pointed again and again, as if he was thinking about something.
Ouyang Yan could not help but want to sigh when Jiang Zhao's voice sounded, "Yanyan
