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... Song said as he rubbed his stomach.
“Sure.”
Lin Yi took Zhang Song to Crab King’s Mansion on his motorcycle, ready to have a feast.
“Alright, we’re here now. Let’s talk. What’s going on?”
!!Lin Yi had a feeling that the two of them were in a tricky situation.
It was as if he was a spy buying information.
“Didn’t you say that you were going to buy the goods in two batches, 130 million for the first and 120 million in the oth ...
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