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... up from the pink pile, picked up the phone in a daze and asked, "Hello."
"Wuyou, I heard that you have lost some money recently. Would you like to help you build a bridge and raise some funds?"
“.”
Listening to the familiar voice from the other end of the phone, the drowsy Jing Wuyou regained consciousness a bit, and scolded angrily: "Mr. Long, even if I'm down, it's not your turn to ridicule me."
He is very clear that he owes 400 million yuan, and it will be ...
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