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... g from Yang Qi and made do on the office sofa—in Sun Hang's own words, "Mr. Yang, the sound of you typing while working overtime is more sleep-inducing than white noise."
When Sun Hang opened his eyes again, the time displayed on his wristband was nearly twelve noon. He looked up to see Yang Qi sitting at the opposite desk, eating a boxed lunch with a blank expression, while another unopened box sat on the coffee table in front of the sofa.
"Why the long face? Did something happe ...
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