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... d with petals.
On weekdays, even if a subordinate accidentally stepped on the lawn, Lao Pa would be furious when he saw it.
But now, more than a dozen cars are brutally crushing the lawn, and dozens of curved crush marks have turned the lawn into an ugly green picture like children's graffiti.
Vichai Ouattarapa's face was ashen, and he said nothing.
In the hall of the manor, relevant personnel from various departments and the capital are holding documents with bright ...
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