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... Hua Xuening, Xia Ying, and others followed behind.

Lu Chengwen rubbed his head, "I keep feeling like I just did something! Did you guys do something to me and not tell me?"

The chairman said, "We did do something, which might have made you a little uncomfortable, but I swear on my integrity that we would never harm you. And we never will."

Lu Chengwen looked at him and laughed, "The thing I trust the least in this world is integrity."

"But Mr. Lu, your integrity ...

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