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... p> Zhang Lingchuan thought to himself.
"Indeed, President Guan, everyone has their own preferences. Let President Zhang choose for himself."
At that moment.
The young man in a vest also chimed in.
"Alright, alright. Speaking of which, Old Zhang, I don’t even know what type you like. You go ahead and choose."
After the waiter finished speaking.
Comrade Guan Suo found it reasonable.
What Old Zhang likes may not necessarily be what he likes. E ...
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