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... urn to work at the post office.

However, this time Feng Xingtai also glared at Feng Yu's ear, let Feng Yu roll back to the school to honestly study, if the exam is not listed in the high school, waiting to be smoked by the wicker!

However, Feng Xingtai did not ask much about the money. Feng Yu thought that Feng Xingtai had forgotten it, but he did not know that Li Shiqiang had already reported with Feng Xingtai. Feng’s money is now 200,000!

Anyway, it is the Treasury bill, e ...

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