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... ith a "slap" sound, Zhao Zhenhai flew ten meters to the left, covering his face and howling like a dead dog.
Ye Huan’s expression was calm; firing Zhao Zhenhai was just a threat, he was still useful for now.
As for the factory manager colluding with Zhao Zhenhai, there was no need to spare him.
Ye Huan wore a playful smirk, his gaze sweeping to Shi Zhenxiang.
Shi Zhenxiang, utterly despondent, shuddered fiercely.
"All ’former’ workers of Tianyun Internatio ...
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