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... lled, Gu Qingning put down the bottle and shook his hand, the remaining half bottle of wine knocked on the table, and the red wine flowed all over the table.
What was dyed red was the contract that was not signed in time.
The duck with its beak flew away.
Li Dazhuang stood up and swore, "What are you doing, how do you do things?"
He raised his hand and was about to hit him.
"Ah."
The low laughter was wanton and flamboyant, which seemed wei ...
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