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... all into the hands of investors will not exceed 20 million yuan.

Of course not necessarily unhappy.

After all, with a loss of 10 million yuan, it is the directors and investors who have a headache. What does it have to do with the bottom-level staff?

They are all working hard for wages, how much the box office is my shit!

Jiang Bai's thoughts were released when he saw two men.

This is Wu Jing and his agent Weng Hongda.

"Hello, I'm Jiang Bai." Jiang Bai s ...

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