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... tely do my best to accomplish the tasks. However, before that, I want to know about the budget. How much funding do we have? Besides funding, is there a venue provided? Are there any other particular matters that need to be addressed?"

"This..." Upon hearing Zixia's request, Xin Yun couldn't help but frown deeply. After a while... Xin Yun decidedly said, "Money is absolutely no issue. You will have as much as you need."

With that said, Xin Yun turned to look at Chu Rui and seriou ...

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