Six hundred seventeen, pay together

Zhang Xiaoling nodded in understanding, "Village Chief, shall we sign the rental agreement now?"

"Sure thing!" the Village Chief replied happily, opening the drawer and taking out the contract he had already prepared, handing it to Zhang Xiaoling, "Take a look and see if there's anything that needs to be changed."

Zhang Xiaoling handed the contract to Luo Shu, who smiled and shook her head, "It's fine for you to look it over."

"Okay!" Zhang Xiaoling didn't stand on ceremony with Luo Shu and began to read through the contract carefully, then turned to the Village Chief, "No problem! Village Chief, let's sign it now."

"Alright!" The Village Chief took out an old fountain pen from his shirt pocket and handed it to Zhang Xiaoling to sign. He had been using this pen for seven or eight years now, it was a reward given to him for being an advanced worker during the collective era.