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... wants to accompany her?

"Xiao Liang, you don't understand. People need to know how to use their strengths. This opportunity is in front of you and you have to learn to seize it."

"Stop it, and be hands-free after such things, otherwise I'll sell my fish and you open your restaurant. Don't cooperate."

Liang Xiaobei didn't know what was going on here. He ran over from the finance department and happily said to Liang Xiaonan: "Sister, Manager Zhang has collected all our peac ...

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