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... epartment, Quan Yu finished his phone call and stood on the steps, lighting a cigarette. His powerful aura made everyone who passed by unconsciously give him a wide berth.
After taking only a few puffs, someone approached him, their tone exceptionally polite, "President Quan, what an honor. Why didn’t you call me?"
Quan Yu glanced up. The man wore gold-rimmed glasses, and his short, sparse, salt-and-pepper hair was combed immaculately. Dressed in a blue and white striped shirt, h ...
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