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... Mingchuan.
As a result, Jiang Mingchuan didn’t even bother going back to the company for the rest of the day, instead slinging an arm around Zhao Lang’s shoulder to chat.
They talked about everything from the company’s current situation to the market, the global political landscape, and finally, history.
After all, Zhao Lang had lived several lifetimes, and although he never lived past twenty in any of them, cumulatively he was over a hundred years old.
With so m ...
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