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... o approve it myself first.
After thinking this far, Bian Xiaosheng threw away the cigarette butt, stamped it out with his foot and said, "Excuse me, goodbye!"
On the way back, Bian Xiaosheng was really lost.
It’s just that the silk reeling factory obviously lost to the furniture factory, but the crayfish industry that Wu Yuan casually pointed out seems to have far more prospects than the silk reeling factory.
This is very annoying.
So much so that ...
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