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... rimp, he’s not busy.
"Dunzi."
"What’s up, Brother Mo?"
"Can you go next door and buy me a bun? I want to taste what the buns from big restaurants are like."
"Brother Mo, you’re betting against them, and you still want to eat their buns? Aren’t you helping their business?"
Dunzi thought the same way as Yang Wenhua’s subordinate.
But Chen Mo’s thoughts were exactly like Yang Wenhua’s.
"Winning or losing doesn’t hinge on one bun, right? Beside ...
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