This thing can be used as a legitimate reason to dismiss Zhu Lu and send him back at any time. This is Zhu Lu's handle, and Wu Liang must first hold it firmly in his hands.

"this……"

Zhu Lu took a step back hesitantly.

"Don't you want to sign?"

Wu Liang's eyes were slightly cold.

"Sign! I'll sign! But please make sure the county doesn't put me on hold for deportation..."

Zhu Lu said with a smile.

"Easy to say."

Wu Liang nodded.

With Wu Liang's approval, Zhu Lu reluctantly signed his name on the silk and put his fingerprints on it.

"Hahaha, the third young master is indeed a happy person!"

After handing the silk to Yang Wanli and collecting it, Wu Liang immediately changed his mind, put his arm around Zhu Lu's shoulders, and laughed very intimately, "Actually, I was just joking with you. Third Young Master was frightened.

To be honest, from the first time I saw the Third Young Master, I hit it off with the Third Young Master and developed a desire to make friends."
Chapter completed!