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... the phone into his pajama pocket: "Selling real estate."
When he returned to the room to change his clothes, he took out his mobile phone to check. There were more than a dozen missed calls and WeChat messages.
"Brother Xiaocheng, are you there?"
"Brother Cheng, answer the phone, please answer the phone."
"Only you can help me. I shouldn't take your things. I know it's wrong. Can you forgive me this time?"
Chi Xiaochi took the mobile phone into the cloakroom. ...
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