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"You see, we want to invite Senior Su Bai to be our next curator, the real curator, who can mobilize all resources and manpower of the gym."


Wei Qingqing opened her mouth and immediately dropped a huge bomb on them.


Su Bai and Chen Ruoxue were both stunned, and then they laughed at the same time.


"I don't have any intentions about this."


Su Bai looked at Wei Qingqing and shook his head.


"Why? Don't you want to be the cu ...

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