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... Lin Tian occasionally appeared at the Xiao Group Building, he usually took the private passage. Even the employees working in the building had never seen Lin Tian, let alone the shareholders who hardly ever visited the building, let alone met him.

Xiao Manxue glanced at Lin Tian and, seeing that he had no intention of keeping it a secret, said, "Lin Tian, the group’s new shareholder is called Lin Tian."

"Lin Tian? I think I’ve heard that name before." A shareholder said in a low ...

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