After Time Travel, I Relied on the Contract to Kill My Fellow Travelers

Chen Zhixing, a modern legal officer, opened his eyes and transformed into a poor boy who was a escort in the Ming Dynasty. Colleagues are cheating, profiteers are defaulting on accounts, and sleazeballs are everywhere? He took out a contract written in black and white: "Put your fingerprints on it, sign it, and you have to acknowledge it!" From then on, all the escorts on Meiling Road understood - don't mess with anyone who knows how to write a contract.