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Den with the tiger
With a livid face, Bai Yuhu looked at several senior managers of the company sitting around the conference table without saying a word, and the atmosphere in the conference room dropped to the extreme. Wu Xiaolai's hands trembled when he poured tea for him and almost overflowed. I should be responsible for this matter. He Hsiao-shen, whose face was equally ugly, spoke, and he could not expect...
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