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Late at night.
Tomson First Grade Building C, room 2006.
The strident ring of the telephone erupted, echoing through the luxurious yet empty expanse of the five-hundred-square-meter room.
In the study, an elderly man seated at the computer desk rubbed his bald forehead. He lightly frowned, dissatisfied with someone calling him at such a late hour.
When he answered the call, the old man with dark circles under his eyes spo ...
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