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"Really ..." I was sitting on Boss Shen's desk, yelling at the pear, and said vaguely, "Do you need to put him so soon? The boy hurt the old yellow head, and they haven't got out of bed yet."
"I don't want to." Boss Shen shrugged. "But he has also entered the rematch and will play tomorrow. Besides, the old yellow head is not dead, Yi Yixian has an official body, and keeping him out of compliance."
"Hmm ..." I flipped over the official document on the table of Boss Shen, an ...
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