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"Fanfan, morning!"
As soon as he entered, Wen He, holding a freshly brewed cup of coffee, greeted Zhang Fan with a sweet smile.
"Sister Wen, was that He Fei just now? What did he come here for?" Zhang Fan leaned in and couldn’t help but ask.
"Discussing business... The cast iron pot ash that Little Gourd purchased before was ordered by him."
Saying this, Wen He glanced at Jiang Hu beside her.
"Oh, by the way, the boss wants you to add twenty pounds o ...
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