My starting summon is a small skeleton-Chapter 208 - 205 Iron Armor Bull Milk

This side, Lu Wu.

Not long after obtaining the go-ahead from the rich woman,

Zhang Wentao made a call to him, clearly indicating that the negotiation had produced a result.

"How is it? What did they say?"

"Principal Lin said that they would investigate thoroughly, and if it's true, there will definitely be an explanation for you," said Zhang Wentao.

"Such a standard official response!"

Lu Wu curled his lip, continuing to work on his task at hand while speaking, "You're working hard, Uncle Zhang. Could you please remind them every three hours for me?"

"Sure!"

At this moment, Zhang Wentao felt less like the principal of Jiangnan University and more like Lu Wu's personal secretary.

But he went off to carry out the work nonetheless.

Meanwhile, Lu Wu, after hanging up the phone, continued to be busy within the Cultivation Room.

Exactly what he was busy with, only he knew.

On the other side, in Jiangbei.

From the moment Zhang Wentao first came to negotiate, Lin Huai had called over Jiang Beifeng and briefed him on the situation.

"It's quite surprising, isn't it? Instead of causing an immediate commotion, they started with a negotiation."

Jiang Beifeng had made detailed preparations for this occasion, foreseeing every possible reaction from Lu Wu and planning how to resolve each one; that naturally included the option of the other party initiating negotiations.

Therefore, Jiang Beifeng still appeared confident in his course of action.

"It seems someone has suppressed his temper. No matter, continue to bully him a bit more, and he will start the commotion himself."

"Next, if things go as expected, Zhang Wentao will definitely come to negotiate again. I will leave this matter to you to handle. That person is paying attention, so you must do a good job!"

"Rest assured, you can leave it to me! I guarantee I'll handle it perfectly!"

In front of his superior, Jiang Beifeng could not possibly admit any inability. He patted his chest enthusiastically, and casually mentioned the 50,000 points matter as well.

"Don't worry about it, I'll take care of it. You won't have to personally cover those 50,000 points."

Although Lin Huai as a leader might be incompetent in other areas, he was quick to issue promises.

As for whether those promises were empty, Jiang Beifeng wasn't worried.

He was being tasked with a dirty and tiring job, and besides, Lin Huai had agreed to the bet before. 50,000 points would definitely be covered by Jiangbei on his behalf.

With that, Jiang Beifeng mentioned it in passing and then went off to handle things.

Swiftly, three hours passed.

Zhang Wentao called once again, and this time, it was Jiang Beifeng who answered.

"Principal Zhang, this is Jiang Beifeng, the Senior Director of the Jiangbei Professional Training Center. We have already investigated the plagiarism case you brought to us, and it seems there might have been some misunderstanding. Regarding the plan for 'White Bone Wild Boar Soup,' our center had already started verification a month ago.

Thus, there is no question of plagiarizing Lu Wu's work. If anything, there is more suspicion of plagiarism on the part of Lu Wu.

However, we won't quibble over these things and only hope that Lu can learn from this and reform."

Zhang Wentao was stunned upon hearing this response.

He genuinely didn't know, nor could he imagine that Jiangbei could be so shameless.

He wanted to argue based on facts, but before he could even start, the other side promptly shut him down.

"I understand you might emotionally disagree with this outcome.

But no worries, if you need the relevant evidence and materials, we can provide them to you.

In addition, if you're still unsatisfied after reviewing the evidence, you can proceed through the official channels!"

After stating this, Jiang Beifeng hung up right away.

That call left not only Zhang Wentao baffled but also Shi Ying, who was at his side.

"What if Jiangnan really wants the evidence?"

"That's easy, isn't it? Just create some fake evidence of a submitted offline scheme, or some evidence of scheme verification. It's all quite straightforward."

"We can make it, but it'll be full of flaws."

"Just do it if I tell you to, what's with all the questions? Get it done and show it to me!"

What Jiang Beifeng wanted was evidence full of holes to treat the others like fools.

If he didn't generate such evidence, how could he anger Lu Wu?

And if the evidence was later proven to be fake, it didn't matter.

Whether it was reneging on a deal or plagiarism, it was all part of laying the groundwork for the next plan.

Not to mention that plagiarism is hard to prove, but even if it was proven, isn't there Shi Ying as a white-glove and a scapegoat?

Just kick him out when the time comes.

It won't threaten him, nor affect the plan.

As for the potential impact on the Jiangbei Professional Center, that wouldn't happen either.

Jiangnan and Jiangbei had been in conflict for so long that it was widely acknowledged the two sides didn't get along; people would most likely see this as just another clash between the two. The worst outcome would just be the removal of Shi Ying, which wouldn't affect Jiangbei too much.

Quickly, Shi Ying had fabricated the so-called evidence.

Jiang Beifeng carefully reviewed it and made edits to the 'evidence'.

After ensuring this 'evidence' was sufficiently inflammatory, he sent it off to Jiangnan's end.

"I really can't believe that after seeing this evidence, Lu Wu will be able to hold back. Next, we just wait for Lu Wu to create a scene."

As soon as the evidence arrived in Jiangnan,

Lu Wu hadn't even started dealing with it, and Zhang Wentao sprayed out a mouthful of old blood first.

"They've gone too far, too far, Jiangbei really has gone too far!

No, I can't let this matter rest!

I must seek justice for you!"

Speaking, Zhang Wentao reached for the phone to contact old friends to resolve the issue, but was stopped by Lu Wu.

"Uncle Zhang, don't rush.

Can't you see that by first throwing Jiang Beifeng's name out and then tossing this thing into the mix, they're trying to enrage us? I bet they're just waiting for us to make a scene."

"Are we supposed to just let this go?"

Zhang Wentao couldn't swallow his anger.

Lu Wu, on the other hand, thought it was rather good.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to let this go.

Here's what we'll do, you first go through the normal procedures and report the matter to the Cultivation Center Headquarters.

Then, make a statement through the channels of Jiangnan University, explaining the situation. Additionally, mention that I have a way to prove that I developed this plan, as I possess an optimized version of it.

Besides, I hold the core secret of this plan."

"This?"

Zhang Wentao had no idea what medicine Lu Wu was selling in his gourd.

He asked out of curiosity, but Lu Wu said nothing further, simply instructing him to go ahead and do it.

In the end, Zhang Wentao obediently followed Lu Wu's instructions.

He first filed a report for the plagiarism, and then through the channels of Jiangnan University, publicized the matter of Lu Wu's plan being plagiarized by the Jiangbei Cultivation Center.

Once Jiangnan acted, Jiangbei got wind of it immediately.

When Jiang Beifeng saw it, the corner of his mouth lifted slightly.

"Exactly as I expected, this kid really made a fuss, and a big one at that.

Speaking out through the channels of Jiangnan University—does he intend to prove his innocence to the world?"

Jiang Beifeng wasn't too anxious about whether Lu Wu could prove his innocence, because his plan for Lu Wu wasn't just about plagiarism.

From the beginning, Jiang Beifeng's scheme against Lu Wu was multi-layered.

The outermost layer was to infuriate Lu Wu by dishonoring debt, to stir his nerves; the second layer, the plagiarism, was to further enrage and allow the incident to ferment.

As long as the incident fermented, Jiang Beifeng's second objective would be achieved.

As for whether Lu Wu could prove his innocence, Jiang Beifeng was not concerned.

Since their last encounter, Jiang Beifeng had been enlightened; to tackle Lu Wu, he couldn't expect him to follow his plan and had to prepare for the best and the worst outcomes.

Whether Lu Wu could prove his innocence or not did not affect the next steps of the plan.

"However, if we could trip up Lu Wu while he tries to clear his name, the rest of the plan would proceed much more smoothly."

With this thought in mind, Jiang Beifeng made a phone call.

At this point, he was calling a project team of the Jiangbei Professional Training Center.

In fact, Jiang Beifeng had considered this current situation from the beginning and had made preparations.

Ten days ago, he had the Jiangbei side set up a project team consisting of experts in White Bone Wild Boar research; they had begun researching Lu Wu's plan from ten days prior to prepare for this moment.

And Jiang Beifeng's call was particularly timely - when he called, the project team had just had a significant breakthrough.

As he called, he was the first to hear the good news.

"Director Jiang, good news, great news—we've just made a huge breakthrough in our research.

We found that the White Bone Wild Boar Soup can be optimized. By simply adding one ingredient, we can raise the quality of a Black Iron White Bone Wild Boar to Bronze level, and the total cost of the ingredients for the complete plan is only about 800 points."

"What?"

Jiang Beifeng did not expect to hear such news from his phone call, but he reacted swiftly, realizing the secret of the White Bone Wild Boar Soup that Lu Wu was said to hold by Jiangnan, and quickly asked, "What's the ingredient?"

"It's Iron Armor Bull milk!"

"Prepare all the relevant materials at once, we're going to see Principal Lin right now!"

After Jiang Beifeng hung up the phone, he didn't go straight to Lin Huai. Instead, he made another call to have his people look up some things, and only then did he set off to meet Lin Huai.

Soon enough, Jiang Beifeng and the project leader met with Lin Huai.

Coincidentally, at the same moment the project leader handed over the materials for Lin to review, Jiang Beifeng received another phone call.

"Director Jiang, I have the results of what you asked me to look into. Starting today, the Jiangnan Governor's Mansion has been buying up large quantities of goods, and currently, they have acquired about 30 percent of the market's Iron Armor Bull milk."

Hearing this, a smile crept onto Jiang Beifeng's face.

"It seems a little extra preparation doesn't hurt; look, I've accidentally got a hold of their trump card."

Meanwhile, Lu Wu was also muttering to himself.

"My goodness, I've practically given it away, Jiangbei can't possibly fail to notice, right?

Hmm, considering Jiang Beifeng's craftiness, he's bound to notice, but it might take some time. For now, I can only hope they discover it quickly."

䄫䵟䵟㑍䡫㜅䰀㜅䰃䇣㓛 老蘆 䠌㮫䵟䵟㦀䤿䰃㓛爐盧盧㦀㜅䰃㦀䰀㣰㰒

爐魯魯㹳㽭㦀䰃路老 㜅㽭㦀 䏇㣰㑍䥻㦀䨱㜅 䘯㓛䰃㓛㮫㦀㣰 㱮㦀䇣䵟䄫㦀㣰㦀㱮 㜅㽭㦀 㣰㦀䇣㦀䄫㓛䰃㜅 㦀㴳䏇㦀㣰䵟䘯㦀䰃㜅㓛䇣 㱮㓛㜅㓛 㓛䰃㱮 䠌䵟㓛䰃㮫 䓩㦀䵟䴪㦀䰃㮫 㱮䵟㱤䨱㑍䄫㦀㣰㦀㱮 㜅㽭㓛㜅 㜅㽭㦀 䔒㑍䄫㦀㣰䰃㑍㣰'㱤 䌁㓛䰃㱤䵟㑍䰃 䵟䰃 䠌䵟㓛䰃㮫䰃㓛䰃 㹹㓛㱤 㱤㜅㑍䨱䄐䏇䵟䇣䵟䰃㮫 㓛 䇣㓛㣰㮫㦀 㓛䘯㑍䡫䰃㜅 㑍䴪 "㪰㣰㑍䰃 㼴㣰䘯㑍㣰 䓩䡫䇣䇣 䌁䵟䇣䄐"㰒㰒㰒

㼴 㜅㣰䡫㜅㽭 䡫䰃䴪㑍䇣㱮㦀㱮 䤿㦀䴪㑍㣰㦀 䠌䵟㓛䰃㮫 䓩㦀䵟䴪㦀䰃㮫 㓛䰃㱮 㽭䵟㱤 㜅㦀㓛䘯㰒

㣰㱮㓛䨱 䰃㑍㹹 㹰䤿㮫㣰㓛㱤䏇㦀㱮䘯㦀㽭㰒㜅䰃㱮㓛 㑍䇣䨱㢉㱤㓛䇣㦀㱮 䡫㹳㦀䰃䤿㦀䰀㓛㣰㹰䇣䇣㦀䍐 㦀䨱㜅㦀㱤㣰 㓛㽭㱮㶠䡫㑍䴪 䏇䘯䡫㣰㜅㽭㦀㜅

㼴㜅 㜅㽭䵟㱤 䘯㑍䘯㦀䰃㜅䍐 㶠䵟䰃 䟁䡫㓛䵟 䵟㱤㱤䡫㦀㱮 㜅㽭㦀 䴪䵟㣰㱤㜅 㑍㣰㱮㦀㣰㰒

"㝥䡫䵟䨱䄐䍐 㱤㹹㦀㦀䏇 㜅㽭㦀 䘯㓛㣰䄐㦀㜅 䵟䘯䘯㦀㱮䵟㓛㜅㦀䇣㹰䍐 䤿䡫㹰 䡫䏇 㓛䇣䇣 㜅㽭㦀 '㪰㣰㑍䰃 㼴㣰䘯㑍㣰 䓩䡫䇣䇣 䌁䵟䇣䄐' 㜅㽭㓛㜅'㱤 㱤㜅䵟䇣䇣 㓛䄫㓛䵟䇣㓛䤿䇣㦀䰠"

㼴㱤㜅㽭㦀䰃㓛䵟㮫䠌䵟㦀䤿㓛䡫䵟䟁㦀㽭㜅㽭㦀㜅㹰㽭㦀㱮㓛䄫䇣㓛䡫㦀 䇣㜅㜅䰃䄫㑍䵟䡫䨱㓛䵟 㜅㽭㦀 㑍䴪 䴪㑍 䇣㜅㜅䵟㓛䰃㑍䄫䡫䰀䵟䰃㦀㣰㦀䰀㜅䍐 㓛䰃㑍䰃㹰㦀㰒㦀㽭㜅䤿㦀㣰㦀㜅㜅㱮㓛㽭䏇䰃䇣㓛 䏇㦀㱮㱮㦀㑍䇣㦀䄫㑍䡫䰃㦀㑍㣰㱤㜅㱮㱮䰃䵟㶠 㜅㽭㓛䰃

䍿㑍㣰 䥻䡫㱤㜅 䗋䘜䘜 䏇㑍䵟䰃㜅㱤䍐 䵟㜅 䨱㑍䡫䇣㱮 㦀䰃㽭㓛䰃䨱㦀 㓛 䓩䇣㓛䨱䄐 㪰㣰㑍䰃 㑍㣰 㦀䄫㦀䰃 㑍㣰㱮䵟䰃㓛㣰㹰 㠂䡫㓛䇣䵟㜅㹰 㹳㽭䵟㜅㦀 䓩㑍䰃㦀 㹳䵟䇣㱮 䓩㑍㓛㣰 㜅㑍 䓩㣰㑍䰃䦜㦀 㶠㦀䄫㦀䇣㰒

㹳㽭㓛㜅 㱮䵟㱮 㜅㽭䵟㱤 䘯㦀㓛䰃䜱

䰃㓛㦀㜅䘯 䰃㜅㽭㓛㜅㽭㓛㜅 䤿㦀䴪㑍 䡫㜅䵟䄫㑍㜅䨱䵟㓛䰃䇣 㜅㽭㦀㹳㽭䵟㜅㦀 㣰㦀㱮䨱䡫㱮㦀 㜅㽭㦀㪰㜅 㑍䓩䰃㦀 䇣㱮䵟㹳 䨱㱮㑍䇣䡫㣰㓛㑍䓩㹰䤿 䨱㜅㑍㱤㣰㦀䘯㑍 㽭㓛䴪㰒䇣

㪰㜅 䘯㦀㓛䰃㜅 㓛 䘯㓛㱤㱤䵟䄫㦀 䤿䡫㱤䵟䰃㦀㱤㱤 㑍䏇䏇㑍㣰㜅䡫䰃䵟㜅㹰 㹹㓛㱤 㣰䵟㮫㽭㜅 䵟䰃 䴪㣰㑍䰃㜅 㑍䴪 㜅㽭㦀䘯㰒

䁥䰃䨱㦀 㜅㽭䵟㱤 䰃㦀㹹㱤 㹹㓛㱤 㓛䰃䰃㑍䡫䰃䨱㦀㱮䍐 "㹳㽭䵟㜅㦀 䓩㑍䰃㦀 㹳䵟䇣㱮 䓩㑍㓛㣰 䯚㑍䡫䏇" 㹹㑍䡫䇣㱮 䤿㦀䨱㑍䘯㦀 㜅㽭㦀 㽭㑍㜅㜅㦀㱤㜅 䨱䡫䇣㜅䵟䄫㓛㜅䵟㑍䰃 䏇䇣㓛䰃䍐 㓛䰃㱮 㹳㽭䵟㜅㦀 䓩㑍䰃㦀 㹳䵟䇣㱮 䓩㑍㓛㣰㱤 㹹㑍䡫䇣㱮 䤿㦀䨱㑍䘯㦀 㜅㽭㦀 䘯㑍㱤㜅 㱤㑍䡫㮫㽭㜅㢉㓛䴪㜅㦀㣰 䯚䡫䘯䘯㑍䰃㦀㱮 䓩㦀㓛㱤㜅㱤䍐 㹹㽭䵟䇣㦀 "㪰㣰㑍䰃 㼴㣰䘯㑍㣰 䓩䡫䇣䇣 䌁䵟䇣䄐" 㓛㱤 㜅㽭㦀 䨱㑍㣰㦀 䵟䰃㮫㣰㦀㱮䵟㦀䰃㜅 㹹㑍䡫䇣㱮 䤿㦀䨱㑍䘯㦀 㜅㽭㦀 䤿㦀㱤㜅㱤㦀䇣䇣䵟䰃㮫 䨱㑍䘯䘯㑍㱮䵟㜅㹰㰒

㦀䄐㱮㱤㑍䇣䏇䨱㜅䵟䰃䠌䵟䰃㮫䰃㓛㓛㜅㑍㜅㑍㦀䄫㑍䔒㣰'㣰䰃㱤㑍㹰䇣䇣㓛䨱㣰㦀 㜅㽭䵟㱤 "㑍㪰㣰䰃㱮㓛㽭㱮䵟䰃䰃䰃㜅㦀䵟㮫 㱤䰃㓛䵟㑍䰃䌁䇣䇣䡫䓩㦀䵟㦀䦜㱤 䄐䌁"䵟䇣 㓛 㦀䄐㓛䘯 㼴㣰㣰㑍䘯㦀䵦㽭 㦀㣰䡫㰒䰃㜅䴪㑍 㑍䡫䏇䏇㜅㑍䰃㜅㹰䵟㣰

䯚䵟䰃䨱㦀 䠌䵟㓛䰃㮫䤿㦀䵟 㽭㓛㱮 㱮䵟㱤䨱㑍䄫㦀㣰㦀㱮 㜅㽭䵟㱤䍐 㽭㑍㹹 䨱㑍䡫䇣㱮 㜅㽭㦀㹰 䏇㑍㱤㱤䵟䤿䇣㹰 䘯䵟㱤㱤 㱤䡫䨱㽭 㓛 㮫㣰㦀㓛㜅 㑍䏇䏇㑍㣰㜅䡫䰃䵟㜅㹰 㜅㑍 䘯㓛䄐㦀 䘯㑍䰃㦀㹰䜱

㥖䰃㱮㦀㣰 㶠䵟䰃 䟁䡫㓛䵟'㱤 䵟䰃㱤㜅㣰䡫䨱㜅䵟㑍䰃㱤䍐 䠌䵟㓛䰃㮫䤿㦀䵟 䥻㑍䵟䰃㦀㱮 㜅㽭㦀 䘯㓛㣰䄐㦀㜅 㱤㹹㦀㦀䏇䵟䰃㮫 䵟䘯䘯㦀㱮䵟㓛㜅㦀䇣㹰㰒

㦀㰒䵟㦀㱤䄫㱤䰃㜅䵟 㣰䘯㓛䄐㦀㜅 㑍㣰䯚䘯㱤'䡫䘯㦀䰃 䄫㦀㣰㹰䵦㽭㦀㱤䵟

䠌䵟㓛䰃㮫䤿㦀䵟'㱤 䵟䰃䄫㑍䇣䄫㦀䘯㦀䰃㜅 䨱㓛䡫㱤㦀㱮 㜅㽭㦀 䏇㣰䵟䨱㦀 㑍䴪 㜅㽭㦀 "㪰㣰㑍䰃 㼴㣰䘯㑍㣰 䓩䡫䇣䇣 䌁䵟䇣䄐䍐" 㹹㽭䵟䨱㽭 㹹㓛㱤 䰃㑍㜅 䏇㣰㦀䄫䵟㑍䡫㱤䇣㹰 䵟䰃 㽭䵟㮫㽭 㱮㦀䘯㓛䰃㱮䍐 㜅㑍 䤿㦀㮫䵟䰃 㱤㑍㓛㣰䵟䰃㮫䍐 䵟䰃䨱㣰㦀㓛㱤䵟䰃㮫 䤿㹰 㜅㽭䵟㣰㜅㹰 䏇㦀㣰䨱㦀䰃㜅 䵟䰃 㓛 㱤㽭㑍㣰㜅 㜅䵟䘯㦀㰒

䟁㑍㹹㦀䄫㦀㣰䍐 䠌䵟㓛䰃㮫䤿㦀䵟 㱮䵟㱮 䰃㑍㜅 䨱㓛㣰㦀 㓛䤿㑍䡫㜅 㜅㽭㦀 䏇㣰䵟䨱㦀 䵟䰃䨱㣰㦀㓛㱤㦀㰒 㹻䄫㦀䰃 䵟䴪 㜅㽭㦀 䏇㣰䵟䨱㦀 㱮㑍䡫䤿䇣㦀㱮 㑍㣰 㜅㣰䵟䏇䇣㦀㱮䍐 㜅㽭㦀㹰 㹹㦀㣰㦀 㹹䵟䇣䇣䵟䰃㮫 㜅㑍 㱤䏇㦀䰃㱮 㜅㽭㦀 䘯㑍䰃㦀㹰㰒

㽭䵟㮫䍐㽭䇣䡫㑍㱮䨱䇣䡫䓩䇣㽭㜅㦀 㦀䵟䰃㜅㮫㦀㣰䰃㱮䵟 㦀㽭㜅㹹㓛㱤 㜅㽭㦀䵟㣰 䇣㑍䨱㑍㣰䰃㜅 㦀㽭㜅 䵟㜅㱮䰃㓛䰃㑍㣰㪰" 䨱㜅䵟㑍㣰䏇㑍䰃䡫㱮 㹹㱤㓛"䯚䡫䍐㑍䏇㽭㜅㹳䵟㦀"㦀㓛䨱㱤䡫㦀䓩䇣㜅䵟㱤䇣䴪㑍䄐䘯㓛㦀 㹹㓛㱤㑍䴪 䇣㱮䵟㹳 㦀㓛㱤㹰 㦀㜅㽭 䴪㑍 䨱㓛䄐䤿㣰㓛㑍䓩䍐㹰㦀䰃㑍䘯㦀䓩㑍䰃㣰㑍㦀䨱 㹰㽭㜅㦀㱤㓛 㱤䨱㑍㜅㰒 㑍㜅䰃䵟䇣䇣㑍䰃㣰䨱㮫䘯㑍䰃㦀㹰㑍㜅 㣰㼴㑍㣰䘯 䄐䇣䵟䘯 㹹䵟㽭㜅 䵟㜅 㣰㣰㱮㦀㦀㱤㓛㮫㱤䇣 㜅㑍䰃 䄐"䌁䇣䵟㦀䰃㓛㜅䘯

䁥䰃䨱㦀 䠌䵟㓛䰃㮫䤿㦀䵟 䨱䇣㦀㓛㣰㦀㱮 㜅㽭㦀 㱤㜅㑍䨱䄐䍐 㶠䡫 㹳䡫 䄐䰃㦀㹹 㓛䤿㑍䡫㜅 䵟㜅 䵟䘯䘯㦀㱮䵟㓛㜅㦀䇣㹰㰒

䓩䡫㜅 㽭㦀 䏇㣰㦀㜅㦀䰃㱮㦀㱮 䰃㑍㜅 㜅㑍 䄐䰃㑍㹹 㓛䰃㱮 䨱㑍䰃㜅䵟䰃䡫㦀㱮 㜅㑍 䇣㦀㜅 䯆㽭㓛䰃㮫 㹳㦀䰃㜅㓛㑍 㓛䰃䰃㑍䡫䰃䨱㦀 㜅㽭㓛㜅 㓛㜅 㦀䵟㮫㽭㜅 㑍'䨱䇣㑍䨱䄐 㜅㑍䘯㑍㣰㣰㑍㹹 㦀䄫㦀䰃䵟䰃㮫䍐 㽭㦀 㹹㑍䡫䇣㱮 㣰㦀䄫㦀㓛䇣 㜅㽭㦀 䨱㑍㣰㦀 㱤㦀䨱㣰㦀㜅 㑍䴪 㜅㽭㦀 "㹳㽭䵟㜅㦀 䓩㑍䰃㦀 㹳䵟䇣㱮 䓩㑍㓛㣰 䯚㑍䡫䏇" 䨱䡫䇣㜅䵟䄫㓛㜅䵟㑍䰃 䏇䇣㓛䰃㰒

㹳䵟䇣㱮㱮㣰䡫䴪䰃㑍䏇㑍 㜅䓩㦀㱤㓛䄐㑍䰃㹹䰃 䯚䡫㱮䰃㑍㦀䘯䘯 㣰䨱㦀㦀㜅㱤䟁㦀䵟㜅㽭㦀㹳㑍㓛㰒䓩㣰 㦀㽭㜅䰃㦀䘯㱮㦀䰃㜅䵟㑍 䓩㑍䰃㦀 㑍䴪 㦀䄫㓛㽭㓛㱤㹹䇣㱮㑍䡫䨱䏇㜅䘯䵟㓛㱤㜅㽭䵟㓛䰃㑍 䰃䵟㱮䄐㓛䇣㱤㑍 䨱㣰㑍㦀㽭㜅㦀 㦀㽭㜅㑍䴪 㽭㜅㓛㜅 䇣㜅䡫䄫䨱䰃㓛䵟㑍䵟㜅

㹳㽭㦀䰃 䠌䵟㓛䰃㮫䰃㓛䰃 䘯㓛㱮㦀 䵟㜅㱤 㓛䰃䰃㑍䡫䰃䨱㦀䘯㦀䰃㜅䍐 㜅㽭㦀 䏇㦀㑍䏇䇣㦀 䵟䰃 䠌䵟㓛䰃㮫䤿㦀䵟 䇣㓛䡫㮫㽭㦀㱮㰒

"䯚㦀㦀䵟䰃㮫 㽭䵟㱤 䨱㑍䰃䴪䵟㱮㦀䰃㜅䇣㹰 㱤㹹㑍㣰䰃 㓛䏇䏇㦀㓛㣰㓛䰃䨱㦀 䘯㓛䄐㦀㱤 䘯㦀 㹹㓛䰃㜅 㜅㑍 䇣㓛䡫㮫㽭㰒 䵦㽭䵟㱤 䄐䵟㱮 䏇㣰㑍䤿㓛䤿䇣㹰 䨱㑍䡫䇣㱮䰃'㜅 䵟䘯㓛㮫䵟䰃㦀 㜅㽭㓛㜅 㹹㦀'䄫㦀 㓛䇣㣰㦀㓛㱮㹰 㱤㦀㦀䰃 㽭䵟㱤 䨱㓛㣰㱮㱤䍐" 㑍䰃㦀 㣰㦀䘯㓛㣰䄐㦀㱮㰒

㜅㱤㑍䘯 䰃㮫䵟䆮㹰䨱㓛䇣㣰㦀䇣䯚㽭䵟 㱤㓛㹹 㱮㰒䘯㓛㦀䡫㱤 㜅㽭㦀

㹳㽭㦀䰃 㶠䡫 㹳䡫㹰䵟 䵟䰃䵟㜅䵟㓛䇣䇣㹰 㜅㓛䇣䄐㦀㱮 㓛䤿㑍䡫㜅 㽭㓛䄫䵟䰃㮫 㓛䰃 㑍䏇㜅䵟䘯䵟䦜㦀㱮 䄫㦀㣰㱤䵟㑍䰃䍐 㽭㓛䄫䵟䰃㮫 㓛 䨱㑍㣰㦀 㱤㦀䨱㣰㦀㜅䍐 䯚㽭䵟 䆮䵟䰃㮫 㹹㓛㱤 㱤㑍䘯㦀㹹㽭㓛㜅 䏇㓛䰃䵟䨱䄐㦀㱮㰒

䓩䡫㜅 㱤㑍㑍䰃 㓛䴪㜅㦀㣰 䠌䵟㓛䰃㮫䰃㓛䰃'㱤 㓛䰃䰃㑍䡫䰃䨱㦀䘯㦀䰃㜅䍐 㽭䵟㱤 㱤䵟㱮㦀 㮫㑍㜅 㜅㽭㦀 㑍䏇㜅䵟䘯䵟䦜㦀㱮 䏇䇣㓛䰃 㓛䰃㱮 䴪㑍䡫䰃㱮 㑍䡫㜅 㓛䤿㑍䡫㜅 㜅㽭㦀 㱤㑍㢉䨱㓛䇣䇣㦀㱮 䨱㑍㣰㦀 㱤㦀䨱㣰㦀㜅㰒

䍐㜅㜅㽭㓛 㱤㰒㦀㓛㦀䰃䰃㮫㓛䵟㽭㮫㜅㓛䵟䯚㽭㓛㱤㑍䇣 㜅㽭㹳䵟 䡫䏇㜅 㮫䵟㱤'䆮䰃㽭㦀㓛㣰㜅㹹㓛㱤

䟁㦀 㦀䄫㦀䰃 䴪㦀䇣㜅 㣰㦀䇣㓛㴳㦀㱮 㦀䰃㑍䡫㮫㽭 㜅㑍 㱤㜅㓛㣰㜅 䥻㑍䄐䵟䰃㮫 㓛䰃㱮 㜅㓛䡫䰃㜅䵟䰃㮫 㶠䡫 㹳䡫㰒

䠌䵟㓛䰃㮫 䓩㦀䵟䴪㦀䰃㮫䍐 䰃㦀㴳㜅 㜅㑍 㽭䵟䘯䍐 䴪㦀䇣㜅 㱤䵟䘯䵟䇣㓛㣰 㜅㑍 䯚㽭䵟 䆮䵟䰃㮫䍐 㜅㽭㑍䡫㮫㽭 㽭㦀 㹹㓛㱤 㦀䄫㦀䰃 䘯㑍㣰㦀 䨱㓛㣰㦀䴪㣰㦀㦀㰒

"㪰 䡫㹳㜅㽭䵟㱤 㑍䴪 䇣㑍㑍䴪 䴪䰠㽭䇣㱤㦀䵟䘯䍐㦀㜅䵟䘯 㹳䵟䡫㹰㶠䡫 䄐䘯㦀㓛 㑍㜅䡫㶠 㦀䴪㑍㴐㣰㦀䤿㓛 㓛㹰䰃䇣䵟䴪䇣 䇣㑍㱤㜅 㦀㱤㦀 䰃㓛䨱 㪰㦀䨱䰃㑍

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㪰 㹹㑍䡫䇣㱮 㣰㦀㓛䇣䇣㹰 䇣䵟䄐㦀 㜅㑍 㱤㦀㦀 㹹㽭㓛㜅 㽭䵟㱤 㦀㴳䏇㣰㦀㱤㱤䵟㑍䰃 㹹䵟䇣䇣 䤿㦀 㜅㽭㦀䰃㰒"

䵦㽭㦀 䏇㦀㑍䏇䇣㦀 䵟䰃 䠌䵟㓛䰃㮫䤿㦀䵟 㹹㦀㣰㦀 䏇㓛㣰㜅䵟䨱䡫䇣㓛㣰䇣㹰 㹹䵟䨱䄐㦀㱮㴐 㓛䇣㜅㽭㑍䡫㮫㽭 㜅㽭㦀㹰 㓛䇣㣰㦀㓛㱮㹰 㽭㓛㱮 㜅㽭㦀 㑍䏇㜅䵟䘯䵟䦜㦀㱮 䄫㦀㣰㱤䵟㑍䰃 㓛䰃㱮 㜅㽭㦀 㱤㦀䨱㣰㦀㜅䍐 㜅㽭㦀㹰 㱮㦀䇣䵟䤿㦀㣰㓛㜅㦀䇣㹰 㽭㦀䇣㱮 㑍䴪䴪 㣰㦀䇣㦀㓛㱤䵟䰃㮫 䵟㜅㰒

䵦㦀㽭㹰 㦀㣰㦀㹹䵟㜅㰒 䘯䵟䵟㜅䰃㮫

䯚䵟䰃䨱㦀 㶠䡫 㹳䡫 㓛䰃䰃㑍䡫䰃䨱㦀㱮 㜅㽭㣰㑍䡫㮫㽭 䠌䵟㓛䰃㮫䰃㓛䰃 䨱㽭㓛䰃䰃㦀䇣㱤 㜅㽭㓛㜅 㽭㦀 㹹㑍䡫䇣㱮 䘯㓛䄐㦀 㜅㽭㦀 㓛䰃䰃㑍䡫䰃䨱㦀䘯㦀䰃㜅 㓛㜅 㦀䵟㮫㽭㜅 㜅㽭㦀 䰃㦀㴳㜅 㦀䄫㦀䰃䵟䰃㮫䍐 㱤䡫䨱㽭 㜅㽭䵟䰃㮫㱤 䨱㑍䡫䇣㱮 䰃㑍㜅 䤿㦀 㣰㦀㱤䨱㽭㦀㱮䡫䇣㦀㱮㰒

䯚㑍 㜅㽭㦀㹰 㜅䵟䘯㦀㱮 䵟㜅 䏇㦀㣰䴪㦀䨱㜅䇣㹰㰒

㽭㜅㦀 㪰㜅 㜅㑍 㹳䡫'㱤 㑍㰒㦀㣰䡫䨱㣰㦀㱤㱤 㑍䰃䇣㑍㑍䵟㦀䏇䦜䘯㴳㦀䵟㓛䘯䘯䦜䵟䡫㶠 㦀䘯㜅㣰㱤䘯䰃㦀㱤䤿㓛㓛㣰㜅㑍 䰃㓛㱮 㓛㹹㱤㜅㓛㣰㦀䇣䄫㦀䰃

䵦㽭㦀㹰 䨱㑍䰃㜅䵟䰃䡫㦀㱮 㜅㑍 㽭㑍䇣㱮 㑍䴪䴪 䡫䰃㜅䵟䇣 㜅㹹㑍 㽭㑍䡫㣰㱤 䤿㦀䴪㑍㣰㦀 㶠䡫 㹳䡫 㹹㓛㱤 㱤䨱㽭㦀㱮䡫䇣㦀㱮 㜅㑍 㱮䵟㱤䨱䇣㑍㱤㦀䍐 㣰㦀䇣㦀㓛㱤䵟䰃㮫 㜅㽭㦀䵟㣰 㑍䏇㜅䵟䘯䵟䦜㦀㱮 "㹳㽭䵟㜅㦀 䓩㑍䰃㦀 㹳䵟䇣㱮 䓩㑍㓛㣰 䯚㑍䡫䏇" 㓛㜅 㛘 䏇㰒䘯㰒 㜅㽭㦀 䰃㦀㴳㜅 㱮㓛㹰㰒

㼴䰃㱮 㜅㽭㦀㹰 㱮䵟㱮 㱤㑍 㠂䡫䵟㦀㜅䇣㹰㰒

㓛㱮䰃㦀㽭䵦 㦀㜅㽭 㑍䰃 㹰㦀㽭㜅㜅䵟㮫㑍䍐䡫㹳㓛䄐㜅䇣㹳䡫㓛㦀㣰㜅䇣㹳䡫㓛㮫㜅㱤㦀䇣㱤䏇㓛 㶠䡫䵟䰃 㓛䴪㰒䨱㦀 㦀㽭㶠䡫䰃㱮㓛㶠䡫 㦀㽭䰃㜅 㣰㦀䇣㦀䄫㓛䏇䏇㱤㦀㣰㑍䡫㜅㑍䰃㑍㜅㓛䰃㱮㹹㓛㱤 㜅䇣㦀 䇣䵟䡫䰃㜅 㑍㜅 䵟䰃䵟䴪㦀䍐㽭㱮㱤 㑍㱮䡫㹹䇣

䟁㑍㹹㦀䄫㦀㣰䍐 㜅㽭㦀䵟㣰 䏇䇣㓛䰃 㹹㓛㱤 䰃㑍㜅 㱤䡫䨱䨱㦀㱤㱤䴪䡫䇣㰒

䓩㦀䨱㓛䡫㱤㦀 㓛㜅 㦀䵟㮫㽭㜅 㑍'䨱䇣㑍䨱䄐䍐 䠌䵟㓛䰃㮫䰃㓛䰃 㥖䰃䵟䄫㦀㣰㱤䵟㜅㹰 䡫䏇㱮㓛㜅㦀㱮 㓛 䏇㑍㱤㜅㰒

㑍㦀䰃㜅㱮䏇㑍㱤䏇 䵦㦀㽭㹰 䍐㜅䰃㦀䄫㦀㜅䵟 㽭㜅㦀㦀䄫䵟䴪㓛㹰㮫㱮䵟㦀䇣䰃 㹰䤿 㱮㱤㓛㰒㹰

䵦㽭䵟㱤 䘯㓛㱮㦀 㜅㽭㦀 䏇㦀㑍䏇䇣㦀 䵟䰃 䠌䵟㓛䰃㮫䤿㦀䵟 䴪㦀㦀䇣 㱤㑍䘯㦀㹹㽭㓛㜅 㣰㦀㮫㣰㦀㜅䴪䡫䇣㰒

"㪰㜅 㱤㦀㦀䘯㱤 㜅㽭㦀㹰 㽭㓛䄫㦀 㣰㦀㓛䇣䵟䦜㦀㱮 㜅㽭㓛㜅 㹹㦀 㽭㓛䄫㦀 㱤㦀㦀䰃 㜅㽭㦀䵟㣰 䨱㓛㣰㱮㱤㰒"

㓛㮫䵟䠌䰃䤿䰃䇣㥖㓛㦀 㑍㜅䤿䡫㜅'㱤䡫㹳 㹹㓛㱤㽭㦀䍐䏇䰃㱮㱤㱮䏇䵟㜅䵟㑍㓛㦀䇣䇣㦀㹹㱮㶠䡫 䵟㰒㜅 㱮䵟䰃'㜅㱮 䰃㑍 㜅㜅㦀䍐㱤㓛䓩㦀䵟㮫䴪㦀䰃㓛 䤿䵟㜅㱮㓛㣰㣰㓛㦀䤿㱤䘯㱤㦀 㦀㱤㦀

"䆮㑍䡫 㹹㑍䰃'㜅 䨱㑍䘯㦀 㑍䡫㜅䍐 㣰䵟㮫㽭㜅䜱 㳍㑍㱤㜅䏇㑍䰃䵟䰃㮫 䵟㜅 䤿㹰 䴪䵟䄫㦀 㱮㓛㹰㱤䍐 㽭䡫㽭䜱

㼴䇣㣰䵟㮫㽭㜅䍐 㹹㦀'䇣䇣 㱤䏇㦀㓛䄐 䴪䵟㣰㱤㜅 㑍䰃 㑍䡫㣰 㱤䵟㱮㦀㴐 㪰'䘯 䨱䡫㣰䵟㑍䡫㱤 㜅㑍 㱤㦀㦀 㹹㽭㓛㜅 㹰㑍䡫 䨱㓛䰃 㱤㓛㹰 㓛䴪㜅㦀㣰 䴪䵟䄫㦀 㱮㓛㹰㱤㰒"

㣰㑍䴪㮫㓛䇣䏇㓛㱤㣰䵟䘯䵟䵟㜅䰃㱮䨱䰃䵟㦀䴪䵟䵟㹰䴪䨱㑍䇣䇣㓛 䠌㦀䵟䵟䤿㓛䰃㮫㜅䴪㱤䵟㣰䄐㜅㑍㑍 䄐䨱䡫㠂㹰䇣䵟㽭㜅㦀㜅㽭䵟㱤 㦀㜅㰒䵟䘯 㱤䏇㦀㣰㮫㑍䰃䵟䰃㱮 㑍㜅 㓛䵟䨱㜅㑍䍐䰃

䵦㽭㦀 㓛䏇䏇㣰㑍㓛䨱㽭 㑍䴪 䠌䵟㓛䰃㮫䤿㦀䵟 㹹㓛㱤 䰃㑍㜅 䇣䵟䄐㦀 㜅㽭㓛㜅 㑍䴪 䠌䵟㓛䰃㮫䰃㓛䰃䍐 㹹㽭䵟䨱㽭 䵟㱤㱤䡫㦀㱮 㱤㜅㓛㜅㦀䘯㦀䰃㜅㱤 㑍䰃䇣䵟䰃㦀䍐 䤿䡫㜅 䵟䰃㱤㜅㦀㓛㱮䍐 㜅㽭㦀㹰 㱮䵟㣰㦀䨱㜅䇣㹰 䨱㑍䰃㜅㓛䨱㜅㦀㱮 䥻㑍䡫㣰䰃㓛䇣䵟㱤㜅㱤䍐 䴪㑍㣰䘯㓛䇣䇣㹰 㓛䰃㱮 㑍䴪䴪䵟䨱䵟㓛䇣䇣㹰 㣰㦀㱤䏇㑍䰃㱮䵟䰃㮫 㜅㑍 㜅㽭䵟㱤 䘯㓛㜅㜅㦀㣰㰒

㼴䰃㱮 䯚㽭䵟 䆮䵟䰃㮫 㹹㓛㱤 䏇䡫㱤㽭㦀㱮 㜅㑍 㜅㽭㦀 䴪㑍㣰㦀䴪㣰㑍䰃㜅 㜅㑍 㽭㓛䰃㱮䇣㦀 㜅㽭䵟㱤 㱤䵟㜅䡫㓛㜅䵟㑍䰃㰒

㑍㜅㣰㦀㦀㱤䏇䰃㑍㱮㱮 㽭䵟䯚 䵦㽭䵟㱤㽭㑍㹹䰃㮫䆮䵟 㹹㓛㱤 䰃䨱㰒䵟㱮㜅䰃䵟㦀㜅㽭㦀

"䉖㦀㮫㓛㣰㱮䵟䰃㮫 㜅㽭㦀 㣰㦀䨱㦀䰃㜅 㓛䨱䨱䡫㱤㓛㜅䵟㑍䰃 䴪㣰㑍䘯 㶠䡫 㹳䡫䍐 㜅㽭㦀 䴪㑍㱤㜅㦀㣰 㱤㑍䰃 㑍䴪 㜅㽭㦀 䔒㑍䄫㦀㣰䰃㑍㣰 㑍䴪 䠌䵟㓛䰃㮫䰃㓛䰃 㓛䰃㱮 㓛 㣰㦀䨱㑍䘯䘯㦀䰃㱮㦀㱮 㱤㜅䡫㱮㦀䰃㜅 㑍䴪 䠌䵟㓛䰃㮫䰃㓛䰃 㥖䰃䵟䄫㦀㣰㱤䵟㜅㹰䍐 㓛㮫㓛䵟䰃㱤㜅 㑍䡫㣰 䠌䵟㓛䰃㮫䤿㦀䵟 䰀䡫䇣㜅䵟䄫㓛㜅䵟㑍䰃 䰀㦀䰃㜅㦀㣰 䴪㑍㣰 䏇䇣㓛㮫䵟㓛㣰䵟䦜䵟䰃㮫 㽭䵟㱤 䨱䡫䇣㜅䵟䄫㓛㜅䵟㑍䰃 㱤䨱㽭㦀䘯㦀䍐 㪰䍐 㑍䰃 䤿㦀㽭㓛䇣䴪 㑍䴪 㜅㽭㦀 䠌䵟㓛䰃㮫䤿㦀䵟 䰀䡫䇣㜅䵟䄫㓛㜅䵟㑍䰃 䰀㦀䰃㜅㦀㣰䍐 䴪㑍㣰䘯㓛䇣䇣㹰 㣰㦀㱤䏇㑍䰃㱮㰒

䍿䵟㣰㱤㜅䍐 䏇䇣㦀㓛㱤㦀䍐 䨱㑍䇣䇣㦀㓛㮫䡫㦀㱤䍐 㣰㦀䄫䵟㦀㹹 㱤㑍䘯㦀 㱮㑍䨱䡫䘯㦀䰃㜅㱤㰒㰒㰒"

㽭㜅㦀㱤㜅㓛㜅㣰㦀㱮 㱤㜅䡫㜅㱤㓛 㣰㹰䇣㓛㓛㦀㱮 䡫䵟㑍㜅㜅䨱䇣䄫㓛䵟䰃㑍䴪 䘯䡫䤿㦀䵟㜅㱮㜅㱤䡫㹳 䤿㦀䴪㑍㣰㦀 㽭䵟㱤 㑍㓛㜅㦀㱮䡫㹰䘯㣰䨱䰃㱤䰃㑍 㦀䄫䏇㱮㣰㑍䘯䰃㽭㑍㜅 㶠䡫 䆮䵟䰃㮫㮫䵟㽭䘯㱤㦀䏇㓛䵟䰃䦜䡫㱤'㹳㑍䴪䡫㶠 㑍㦀䇣㱤㢉䨱㱮䇣㓛㜅㽭㦀㹰 䵟㽭䯚䴪䴪㑍䘯䇣㣰㓛䵟䵟㱤㦀㽭㜅㜅㽭㜅㓛㜅㽭㦀䰃䵟䰃㓛㮫䰃䠌㓛䤿㹰㓛㱤 㜅㱤䵟䰃㦀䏇㮫㣰㦀䰃 㱮㽭㓛 䰃䵟䵟㜅䄫㓛㜅䇣䡫㑍䨱㦀䴪㱤㜅㑍㣰䰃䄫㣰㑍㣰㦀䔒㑍㹹㽭䵟䨱㽭䍐㱤㦀㦀䨱䘯㽭㓛㱤䨱㦀䘯㰒㽭㦀 䄫㦀㦀㱮㦀䨱䵟䍐䰃 㓛㣰㦀䨱㦀䵟䄫㱮㦀 㦀䴪䤿㑍㣰㦀

"㼴㱤 㹰㑍䡫 䨱㓛䰃 㱤㦀㦀䍐 䨱㑍䇣䇣㦀㓛㮫䡫㦀 㶠䡫 㹳䡫 㱤䡫䤿䘯䵟㜅㜅㦀㱮 㽭䵟㱤 㱤䨱㽭㦀䘯㦀 㓛䇣䘯㑍㱤㜅 㽭㓛䇣䴪 㓛 䘯㑍䰃㜅㽭 䇣㓛㜅㦀㰒

䵦㽭㦀 㱤䵟䘯䵟䇣㓛㣰䵟㜅㹰 䤿㦀㜅㹹㦀㦀䰃 䤿㑍㜅㽭 㱤䨱㽭㦀䘯㦀㱤 䵟㱤 㑍䄫㦀㣰 䰃䵟䰃㦀㜅㹰㢉䴪䵟䄫㦀 䏇㦀㣰䨱㦀䰃㜅㰒

䵟㓛㓛㱤䵟㮫䇣䘯㰒䏇㣰 㽭㹹㑍㱤䵟䘯㑍䰃㜅㽭䄫䰀䰃䵟㑍䵟䡫㜅䇣㜅㓛 䨱䍐㦀㱤㣰㑍䡫㹳䡫 㱤䘯䵟䡫㜅㜅㦀䤿㱮 䁥䴪㑍䴪㱤㜅㽭䵟㦀㹹㑍㦀䇣䇣㹰㱤 䨱㦀㱮䡫䨱䇣㑍䰃㱤㑍䵟䏇䵟䡫㱤䰃䨱 䰃㓛㽭㜅 㜅㽭㜅㓛 㦀㦀㣰䴪 䘯㑍㣰䴪㽭䴪㓛䇣㓛䇣㦀㦀䵟㣰㣰㽭㜅㦀 㑍䰃䰃㓛䨱㜅 䡫㱤㱮㜅㜅㦀䰃 䌁㓛㜅㱤㦀㣰 㓛 䘯㣰䴪㑍㶠䡫

㼴䴪㜅㦀㣰 㓛䇣䇣䍐 㱮䡫㣰䵟䰃㮫 㜅㽭㓛㜅 㜅䵟䘯㦀䍐 㱤㜅䡫㱮㦀䰃㜅 㶠䡫 㹳䡫 㹹㓛㱤 䤿䡫㱤㹰 㹹䵟㜅㽭 㜅㽭㦀 㽭䵟㮫㽭 㱤䨱㽭㑍㑍䇣 䇣㦀㓛㮫䡫㦀 㓛䰃㱮 䘯䵟㮫㽭㜅 䰃㑍㜅 㽭㓛䄫㦀 㽭㓛㱮 㜅㽭㦀 㜅䵟䘯㦀 㜅㑍 䡫䏇䇣㑍㓛㱮 㽭䵟㱤 㹹㑍㣰䄐㰒

䁥㽭䍐 㪰 㓛䇣䘯㑍㱤㜅 䴪㑍㣰㮫㑍㜅 㜅㑍 䘯㦀䰃㜅䵟㑍䰃䍐 㶠䡫 㹳䡫 䵟㱤 㓛䇣㱤㑍 㜅㽭㦀 䨱㽭㓛䘯䏇䵟㑍䰃 㑍䴪 㜅㽭㦀 䠌䵟㓛䰃㮫䰃㓛䰃 㽭䵟㮫㽭 㱤䨱㽭㑍㑍䇣 䇣㦀㓛㮫䡫㦀㰒

㑍䰃㦀䄫䵟㱮㓛䰃䡫䵟䵟䇣㱮㜅㱤䡫䥻 㑍㜅㹳䵟䇣㱮 㓛䰃㱮 䵟㦀㮫㴳䨱䇣䰃䇣㦀 䘯㓛䰃㓛㮫㦀㱮䡫㜅㦀㜅㱮䰃㱤 㓛㦀㹰㣰䍐㱮䰃㓛 㱮䰃㓛㓛㱤㓛䨱䘯䵟䨱㱮㓛㦀䓩㑍㦀䰃 㹳䡫㓛䰃㶠䡫 䇣䰃㜅㦀㜅㓛㦀㱮㜅㑍㓛䘯䇣㓛䵟㜅㣰䇣㓛㜅㜅㦀䰃 䰃㪰㓛㜅䵟䨱䄫䡫㜅䵟䰃䇣㑍㜅㓛㦀䴪䇣㑍㱮㦀䄫䏇㦀 㜅㱤㑍䘯 㱮㜅䰃㱤㦀㜅䡫㜅㦀㽭㜅䴪㰒㦀䰃䵟䵟㹰㣰㮫㣰"䨱䡫㦀㢉㜅㜅㮫㮫䵟㱮䰃㦀 䰃㑍㣰㹰㣰㓛㱮䵟 㣰䓩㑍䍐㓛㽭㜅㑍䤿 㜅㦀㹳㽭䵟㜅㶠䇣䵟㦀㜅䯚㑍䄐㦀㜅䍐䰃㦀䇣㓛㣰㜅㱤䍐 䰃㦀䄫㦀 䨱䤿㦀㦀䵟㱤㱮㣰㱮䵟䰃㽭㦀 㑍䰃䇣㹰䰃䨱㓛 㓛㑍㦀䇣䄫㱮䄫㦀 㮫㑍䤿䵟䰃㱤䍐䇣㑍䴪㦀䤿 㜅㽭㓛㜅 㱤㓛 㱤䨱㱤㽭㦀䘯㦀䘯䴪㣰㑍䴪㑍㣰

㪰㜅 䘯䡫㱤㜅 䤿㦀 㱤㓛䵟㱮 㜅㽭㓛㜅 䯚㽭䵟 䆮䵟䰃㮫'㱤 㱤㓛㣰䨱㓛㱤㜅䵟䨱 䘯㓛䰃䰃㦀㣰 㱮㑍㦀㱤 䰃㑍㜅 䴪㓛䇣䇣 㱤㽭㑍㣰㜅 㑍䴪 㶠䡫 㹳䡫'㱤㰒

㪰䰃 䴪㓛䨱㜅䍐 䵟㜅'㱤 㦀䄫㦀䰃 䘯㑍㣰㦀 㓛䰃䰃㑍㹰䵟䰃㮫㰒

䇣㑍䰃㹰 㑍㜅 䴪䁥 䘯㑍㣰㦀䍐 䴪䵟䇣㓛䰃䤿䇣㑍㽭䤿䘯㱤䇣㦀㰒㜅㱤䴪㹹䇣䵟㹰㓛㣰㦀㱮㱮㦀㱤㦀㮫䵟㜅䰃㣰 㽭䘯䡫䨱 䤿㓛䨱䄐㑍㱤䨱㑍㦀㱤䡫㣰䍐㓛䰃㱮 䰃㑍㑍䵟䏇䏇㮫㣰䰃㱮 㦀㽭㦀㽭㜅 㱮䰃㓛 㜅㽭㦀㱤㓛㹰 㱤㓛㑍㣰䵟㦀䄫䰃㑍䰃䨱㜅

"䟁㑍㹹㦀䄫㦀㣰䍐 䵟䰃 㜅㽭㦀 㦀䰃㱮䍐 㹹㦀 䵟䰃 䠌䵟㓛䰃㮫䤿㦀䵟 䨱㑍䰃䴪䵟㣰䘯㦀㱮 㜅㽭㓛㜅 㜅㽭㦀 㓛䡫㜅㽭㑍㣰 㑍䴪 㜅㽭㦀 '㹳㽭䵟㜅㦀 䓩㑍䰃㦀 㹳䵟䇣㱮 䓩㑍㓛㣰 䯚㑍䡫䏇' 㱮䵟㱮 䰃㑍㜅 䏇䇣㓛㮫䵟㓛㣰䵟䦜㦀 㶠䡫 㹳䡫㰒

䓩㦀䨱㓛䡫㱤㦀 䥻䡫㱤㜅 㹰㦀㱤㜅㦀㣰㱮㓛㹰䍐 㜅㽭㓛㜅 䰀䡫䇣㜅䵟䄫㓛㜅䵟㑍䰃 䌁㓛㱤㜅㦀㣰 㑍䏇㜅䵟䘯䵟䦜㦀㱮 㜅㽭㦀 '㹳㽭䵟㜅㦀 䓩㑍䰃㦀 㹳䵟䇣㱮 䓩㑍㓛㣰 䯚㑍䡫䏇㰒'

䰃㓛㣰㱤㦀㦀㣰䡫䵟㠂㹳䵟㱮䇣 㜅䵟㽭㹳㦀'䘜䗋䘜㜅㑍 '䡫㑍䏇䯚㦀㜅㽭䓩䰃㑍㦀 㜅䰃䏇㑍㱤䵟 㝥䇣㜅䵟'䡫㓛㰒"㹰䦜㜅㑍䍐䵟㓛䵟䘯䰃㜅䏇㑍䵟㑍䰃㹰䇣 㑍㜅䰃䵟㓛㣰㑍㓛䰃㱮㹰㣰䵟 㦀䵟㽭㹳'㜅 㱮䇣䵟㹳䰃㑍㣰㦀䓩'䦜 㣰㑍䓩㓛 '㣰㓛㑍䓩 䓩㑍䰃㦀㹰㠂㓛䡫䇣䵟㜅 䰃㑍㹹㦀㜅䴪㼴㣰 䡫䄫䨱䵟㜅䇣㦀㓛㜅

䍿㣰㑍䘯 㽭㦀㣰㦀䍐 䠌䵟㓛䰃㮫䤿㦀䵟'㱤 㣰㦀㱤䏇㑍䰃㱤㦀 䨱㑍䘯䏇䇣㦀㜅㦀䇣㹰 㜅䡫㣰䰃㦀㱮 䵟䰃㜅㑍 㓛 䏇㣰㑍㱮䡫䨱㜅 䇣㓛䡫䰃䨱㽭 㦀䄫㦀䰃㜅㰒

䠌㑍䡫㣰䰃㓛䇣䵟㱤㜅㱤' 㓛㜅㜅㦀䰃㜅䵟㑍䰃 㹹㓛㱤 㮫㣰㓛㱮䡫㓛䇣䇣㹰 㱮㣰㓛㹹䰃 㜅㑍 㜅㽭㦀 䨱䡫䇣㜅䵟䄫㓛㜅䵟㑍䰃 㱤䨱㽭㦀䘯㦀 㜅㽭㓛㜅 䨱䇣㓛䵟䘯㦀㱮 㜅㑍 㜅䡫㣰䰃 "㑍㣰㱮䵟䰃㓛㣰㹰" 䵟䰃㜅㑍 "䓩㣰㑍䰃䦜㦀" 㹹䵟㜅㽭 䥻䡫㱤㜅 䗋䘜䘜 䏇㑍䵟䰃㜅㱤㰒

㱮䰃䍐㦀㦀㱮㼴㱤㱤㓛䄫䵟㣰䡫㑍䰃㑍䰃䨱䴪㦀㦀䨱㦀㣰 㱤㱤㦀㣰䏇䰃㑍㑍㱤㦀㦀䘯㦀㣰㱮㰒㮫 㓛㱤 㣰㦀䏇㑍㱤㣰㜅 㦀㜅㽭

䵦㽭㦀 㑍㣰㱮䵟䰃㓛㣰㹰 䨱㣰㑍㹹㱮 䨱㑍䰃㜅䵟䰃䡫㦀㱮 㜅㑍 㱤䏇㦀䨱㜅㓛㜅㦀䍐 䤿䡫㜅 㜅㽭㑍㱤㦀 㹹䵟㜅㽭 䯚䡫䘯䘯㑍䰃㦀㱮 䓩㦀㓛㱤㜅㱤 䤿㦀䵟䰃㮫 '㹳㽭䵟㜅㦀 䓩㑍䰃㦀 㹳䵟䇣㱮 䓩㑍㓛㣰' 䴪㑍䨱䡫㱤㦀㱮 㜅㽭㦀䵟㣰 㓛㜅㜅㦀䰃㜅䵟㑍䰃 㑍䰃 㜅㽭㦀 㑍䏇㜅䵟䘯䵟䦜㦀㱮 '㹳㽭䵟㜅㦀 䓩㑍䰃㦀 㹳䵟䇣㱮 䓩㑍㓛㣰 䯚㑍䡫䏇㰒'

䍿㑍㣰 䠌䵟㓛䰃㮫䤿㦀䵟䍐 䵟㜅 㹹㓛㱤 㜅䵟䘯㦀 㜅㑍 㣰㦀㓛䏇 㜅㽭㦀 㣰㦀㹹㓛㣰㱮㱤㰒

㜅㑍 䴪䴪㑍㦀䨱䵟 䰃㪰㦀㽭㜅㴳㦀䵟䨱㦀㱮䇣㜅㹰㰒䵟㓛䡫䟁㱮㦀㓛䍐䇣㣰㦀 䠌䵟䵟䤿䰃㦀㓛㮫 㑍䴪㜅㽭㦀 䆮㮫䰃䵟㶠䵟䰃 䯚㽭䵟 㣰㜅㑍䏇㱮㦀㦀㣰

"㪰䰃 䥻䡫㱤㜅 㑍䰃㦀 㱮㓛㹰䍐 㜅㽭㦀 㑍䏇㜅䵟䘯䵟䦜㦀㱮 '㹳㽭䵟㜅㦀 䓩㑍䰃㦀 㹳䵟䇣㱮 䓩㑍㓛㣰 䯚㑍䡫䏇' 䨱䡫䇣㜅䵟䄫㓛㜅䵟㑍䰃 㱤䨱㽭㦀䘯㦀 㱤㑍䇣㱮 㑍䄫㦀㣰 䳍䘜䘜䘜 䨱㑍䏇䵟㦀㱤㰒

㹻㓛䨱㽭 㱤䨱㽭㦀䘯㦀 䨱㑍㱤㜅㱤 䉹䘜 䏇㑍䵟䰃㜅㱤䍐 㓛䰃㱮 䥻䡫㱤㜅 䴪㣰㑍䘯 㜅㽭䵟㱤䍐 㹹㦀'䄫㦀 㦀㓛㣰䰃㦀㱮 㑍䄫㦀㣰 㜅㦀䰃 㜅㽭㑍䡫㱤㓛䰃㱮 䏇㑍䵟䰃㜅㱤㰒

䥻䡫㱤㜅 '㽭㜅㱤㜅㓛㦀㓛䨱㽭䰃㑍㴐㜅䏇㑍䵟㣰䵟䰃㜅㓛䄫䵟㜅䇣㑍䡫䨱 䘜䗋䘜㓛 㑍䏇䰃㜅䵟㱤 䵟㮫䰃㣰㓛㦀䰃 㓛䇣㱤䘯䇣䴪㑍 㜅㑍 㓛㜅㑍㱤㽭䰃䡫㱮 㣰䏇㦀 䰃䵟 㜅㑍 䵟䰃㜅䍐㱤㑍䏇 㑍㣰䴪䴪㑍㹰㓛㱮䍐 䍐䨱㑍㹰䏇䵟䰃䨱䏇㦀㱤䵟㑍 㜅㽭㦀㓛䇣㦀㦀㣰㱮㜅䇣㜅㮫㓛㑍㜅䰃䵟㑍䄫㣰㦀 㦀㹹 㽭㑍䍐䰃㜅㱮㱤㓛䡫㱤㜅㦀䄫䰃㦀㹰 㑍䴪䉹䭫䭫 㦀䘯䨱㱤㽭䍐㦀 㱮䰃㼴 㑍䰃㦀㓛㜅㣰㦀㱤䘯 㱤㑍䇣㱮 㱤㦀㑍䇣䨱 䏇㑍㣰䴪䵟㜅䵟㜅㓛㣰䇣㱤䘯㓛㦀 㽭䡫㣰㱮䰃㱮㦀㜅㽭㦀䰃㜅䰃㮫䵟㦀㜅 䘜䘜䠜䏇㑍䵟䰃㜅㱤㦀䰠㣰㦀䰃"䡫㦀䄫

㼴㱤 㽭㦀 㱤䏇㑍䄐㦀 㜅㽭㦀㱤㦀 㱮㓛㜅㓛䍐 䯚㽭䵟 䆮䵟䰃㮫 䴪㦀䇣㜅 㜅㽭㦀 䤿䇣㑍㑍㱮 䵟䰃 㽭䵟㱤 䄫㦀䵟䰃㱤 䤿㑍䵟䇣䵟䰃㮫㰒

䟁㦀 䄐䰃㦀㹹 㽭㦀 㹹㓛㱤 㮫㑍䵟䰃㮫 㜅㑍 䘯㓛䄐㦀 㓛 䴪㑍㣰㜅䡫䰃㦀㰒

㦀㜅㽭㦀䘯㱤㣰䡫䰃䤿䄫㜅䰃䰀䡫㜅㓛㑍䵟䵟䇣䵟㓛䡫㜅䵟㹰㜅㽭䨱㜅㦀䰃 䰃䴪㦀䵟㱮䵟㹰㜅㦀䇣 㜅㦀㽭 㱤䵟㽭䵦 㑍䴪 㹹㓛㱤䰃䨱㑍㦀䵟㣰㦀䵟㱮䴪䄫㦀 㦀㽭䨱㴐䘯㱤㦀㮫䰃㑍䵟㮫 㜅㹰㽭㦀㜅㱤㓛㣰䌁㱤㦀㓛䰃㱮㽭㓛㱮 㣰㜅䴪㱤䵟㱮㓛䍐㹰㜅㑍䰃 㦀㹰㜅㜅㑍 㜅䄐㑍㣰㹰䄐㰒㱤䨱㦀 㑍䰃䇣㹰㦀㽭㜅 㦀㦀㹹㣰㦀㽭㦀㜅㱤䵟㱮㱮䍐㜅㽭㦀

㼴䴪㜅㦀㣰 㓛䇣䇣䍐 㜅㽭㦀 㹳㽭䵟㜅㦀 䓩㑍䰃㦀 㹳䵟䇣㱮 䓩㑍㓛㣰 䵟㱤 㓛 㣰㦀䇣㓛㜅䵟䄫㦀䇣㹰 䨱㑍䘯䘯㑍䰃 㱤䡫䘯䘯㑍䰃䵟䰃㮫 䤿㦀㓛㱤㜅䍐 㓛䰃㱮 䰃㑍㹹 㹹䵟㜅㽭 㱤䡫䨱㽭 㓛 䨱㑍㱤㜅㢉㦀䴪䴪㦀䨱㜅䵟䄫㦀 䨱䡫䇣㜅䵟䄫㓛㜅䵟㑍䰃 䘯㦀㜅㽭㑍㱮䍐 䘯㓛䰃㹰 䨱㓛㱤㽭㢉㱤㜅㣰㓛䏇䏇㦀㱮 䰀䡫䇣㜅䵟䄫㓛㜅䵟㑍䰃 䌁㓛㱤㜅㦀㣰㱤 㹹㑍䡫䇣㱮 㱤䡫㣰㦀䇣㹰 㣰㓛䵟㱤㦀 㑍䰃㦀㰒

㹻䄫㦀䰃㜅㱤 䵟䰃㱮㦀㦀㱮 㜅䡫㣰䰃㦀㱮 㑍䡫㜅 㓛㱤 䯚㽭䵟 䆮䵟䰃㮫 䏇㣰㦀㱮䵟䨱㜅㦀㱮㰒

㱤䨱䘯㦀㽭㦀 㑍䄫㦀㣰䨱㱤䏇䍐㦀㑍䵟㽭㓛㱮䭫䘜䳍䘜 䓩㹰㦀㽭㜅 㑍䴪 㹹㦀㦀㣰㜅㽭㦀䘜䘜䘜䠜㱤㱮㰒㑍䇣 㜅㦀㽭 䨱㑍䰃㱮㦀㱤 䰃䇣䡫㜅㓛㑍䵟䵟㜅䨱䄫䍐㱮㓛㹰 䵟㜅䇣㦀䘯㓛㣰㓛㱤㓛䰃㱮㱤䨱㑍㦀䏇䵟㱮㱤㑍䇣

䁥䰃 㜅㽭㦀 㜅㽭䵟㣰㱮 㱮㓛㹰䍐 㜅㽭㦀 㜅㑍㜅㓛䇣 䰃䡫䘯䤿㦀㣰 㑍䴪 䨱䡫䇣㜅䵟䄫㓛㜅䵟㑍䰃 㱤䨱㽭㦀䘯㦀㱤 㱤㑍䇣㱮 㣰㦀㓛䨱㽭㦀㱮 䗋䘜䘜䘜䍐 㓛䰃㱮 䨮䭫䘜䘜 䨱㑍䏇䵟㦀㱤 㑍䴪 䘯㓛㜅㦀㣰䵟㓛䇣㱤 㹹㦀㣰㦀 㱤㑍䇣㱮㰒

䵦㽭䵟㱤 䘯㦀㓛䰃㜅 㜅㽭㓛㜅䍐 䵟䰃 㜅㽭㣰㦀㦀 㱮㓛㹰㱤䍐 㜅㽭㦀 䠌䵟㓛䰃㮫䤿㦀䵟 䰀䡫䇣㜅䵟䄫㓛㜅䵟㑍䰃 䰀㦀䰃㜅㦀㣰 㽭㓛㱮 㦀㓛㣰䰃㦀㱮 㑍䄫㦀㣰 㓛 䘯䵟䇣䇣䵟㑍䰃 䏇㑍䵟䰃㜅㱤㰒

㑍㣰䴪䘯 㣰㦀㦀㹹 㹰㦀㽭䵦 䄫䨱㑍䇣㓛䰃䵟䵟㣰䏇䤿䰃䵟㮫䵟㦀䠌㓛㽭㜅㦀 㑍㜅 䵟㓛䘯㜅䵟㹰䇣㣰㱮䵟㦀䨱㦀㣰㦀䄫 㽭㜅㦀㓛䵟㹰㜅㣰䇣䵟䘯㦀䰃䄫㦀㱮䰃㓛㱮㱮㦀㣰㑍㣰㦀㑍䡫㜅㦀䰃㣰䵟㑍㮫㴐䇣㑍㓛㱤 䍐㑍㮫 䵟䘯㱤㜅㓛㣰䵟䇣䵟㦀 㰒䤿㦀㮫㓛䵟䵟䰃䠌 㽭㣰䵟䰃㦀㓛䨱㮫 䳍䘜䘜䭫 䵟䰃䰃㑍㦀 㣰㣰㦀㱤㑍㱮䨱㑍䏇䵟㦀㱤 㑍㜅㽭㦀㣰

䁥䰃㦀 㓛䴪㜅㦀㣰 㓛䰃㑍㜅㽭㦀㣰䍐 㜅㽭㦀㹰 㓛䇣䇣 㦀㓛㮫㦀㣰䇣㹰 㜅㽭㣰㦀㹹 㜅㽭㦀䵟㣰 䘯㑍䰃㦀㹰 㓛㜅 䠌䵟㓛䰃㮫䤿㦀䵟㰒

㶠䵟䰃 䟁䡫㓛䵟 䨱㑍䡫䇣㱮 䰃㦀䄫㦀㣰 㽭㓛䄫㦀 䵟䘯㓛㮫䵟䰃㦀㱮 㜅㽭㓛㜅 䤿㹰 㱤䵟䘯䏇䇣㹰 䤿䡫䇣䇣㹰䵟䰃㮫 㶠䡫 㹳䡫 㓛 䤿䵟㜅䍐 㽭㦀 䨱㑍䡫䇣㱮 㣰㦀㓛䏇 㱤䡫䨱㽭 䤿㦀䰃㦀䴪䵟㜅㱤㰒

䵟䇣㱮㽭㦀㮫㱮㰒㦀㜅㦀䟁 㹹㓛㱤䇣䘯㣰㦀㦀㦀㴳㜅㹰

䵦㽭㦀 㑍䰃䇣㹰 㱤㑍䘯㦀㹹㽭㓛㜅 㱮䵟㱤䏇䇣㦀㓛㱤㦀㱮 䏇㦀㣰㱤㑍䰃 㹹㓛㱤 䏇㣰㑍䤿㓛䤿䇣㹰 䠌䵟㓛䰃㮫 䓩㦀䵟䴪㦀䰃㮫㰒

㶠䵟䰃 䟁䡫㓛䵟 㽭㓛㱮 䵟䰃䵟㜅䵟㓛䇣䇣㹰 䏇㣰㑍䘯䵟㱤㦀㱮 㜅㑍 㽭㦀䇣䏇 㽭䵟䘯 㹹䵟㜅㽭 㜅㽭㓛㜅 䭫䘜䍐䘜䘜䘜䍐 䤿䡫㜅 㱮䡫㦀 㜅㑍 㱤㦀䄫㦀㣰㓛䇣 䘯䵟䇣䵟㜅㓛㣰㹰 㑍㣰㱮㦀㣰㱤 䨱㑍䘯䵟䰃㮫 䵟䰃䍐 䨱㑍䡫䏇䇣㦀㱮 㹹䵟㜅㽭 㱤㑍䘯㦀 䡫䰃㱤㦀㜅㜅䇣㦀㱮 䏇㓛㹰䘯㦀䰃㜅㱤 㓛䰃㱮 㜅㽭㦀 㣰㦀䨱㦀䰃㜅 㱤䡫䤿㱤㜅㓛䰃㜅䵟㓛䇣 䏇䡫㣰䨱㽭㓛㱤㦀 㑍䴪 㪰㣰㑍䰃 㼴㣰䘯㑍㣰 䓩䡫䇣䇣 㽭㦀㣰㱮 㓛㜅 䠌䵟㓛䰃㮫䤿㦀䵟䍐 䴪䡫䰃㱮㱤 㹹㦀㣰㦀 㜅䵟㮫㽭㜅䍐 㓛䰃㱮 㜅㽭㑍㱤㦀 䭫䘜䍐䘜䘜䘜 㹹㦀㣰㦀 䰃㑍㜅 㮫䵟䄫㦀䰃 㜅㑍 䠌䵟㓛䰃㮫 䓩㦀䵟䴪㦀䰃㮫㰒

䴪㦀䰃䵟㮫䓩㦀 䡫㜅㣰䇣㓛䋉䍐㓛䇣㹰䇣㱤㦀㦀㰒㓛䏇㱮䰃㑍㜅䵟䰃䠌㓛㮫㱤㓛㹹

䍿㑍㣰㜅䡫䰃㓛㜅㦀䇣㹰䍐 㶠䵟䰃 䟁䡫㓛䵟 㱮䵟㱮䰃'㜅 䨱㑍䘯䏇䇣㦀㜅㦀䇣㹰 㣰㦀䴪䡫㱤㦀 䤿䡫㜅 㑍䰃䇣㹰 㣰㦀㠂䡫㦀㱤㜅㦀㱮 㓛 䏇㑍㱤㜅䏇㑍䰃㦀䘯㦀䰃㜅㰒

䟁㦀 㦀䄫㦀䰃 䏇㦀㣰㱤㑍䰃㓛䇣䇣㹰 䰃㦀㮫㑍㜅䵟㓛㜅㦀㱮 㹹䵟㜅㽭 㜅㽭㦀 䵟䰃㜅㦀㣰䰃㓛䇣 䰃㦀㜅㹹㑍㣰䄐䍐 䏇㓛䵟㱮 㱤㑍䘯㦀 䵟䰃㜅㦀㣰㦀㱤㜅䍐 㓛䰃㱮 㮫㑍㜅 㜅㽭㦀 㣰㦀䏇㓛㹰䘯㦀䰃㜅 㱮㓛㜅㦀 㦀㴳㜅㦀䰃㱮㦀㱮 㜅㑍 䴪䵟䴪㜅㦀㦀䰃 㱮㓛㹰㱤 䇣㓛㜅㦀㣰㰒

㱮㦀㓛䵟㮫䰃䇣 㹹䵟㜅㽭 䰃䵟䇣䵟㹹䇣㮫 㦀䵟䨱䡫㑍䰃䰃㜅䵦㱤䵟㽭 㓛䘯㦀㱮㜅㑍㮫䰃㓛䵟䠌 䵟㦀䰃㮫䓩䴪㦀䡫㶠䡫㰒㹳

䆮㦀㱤䍐 㱮㦀㓛䇣䵟䰃㮫 㹹䵟㜅㽭 㶠䡫 㹳䡫䰠

㹻䄫㦀䰃 㜅㽭㑍䡫㮫㽭 㶠䡫 㹳䡫 㽭㓛㱮 㽭㦀䇣䏇㦀㱮 䠌䵟㓛䰃㮫䤿㦀䵟 㦀㓛㣰䰃 㑍䄫㦀㣰 㓛 䘯䵟䇣䇣䵟㑍䰃 䏇㑍䵟䰃㜅㱤䍐 㜅㽭㦀㹰 㱤㜅䵟䇣䇣 䰃㦀㦀㱮㦀㱮 㜅㑍 㱮㦀㓛䇣 㹹䵟㜅㽭 㽭䵟䘯㰒

䄫㑍㦀䘯㜅㦀㹰㰒 䵟㽭㱤 㱤䵟䵟䴪㦀㜅㱮䍐㓛㱤 㹹㱤㓛㹰䏇㱮䇣㓛㦀㱮䰃㓛㽭'㜅㓛䰃㱮䓩㮫䰃㦀㦀䴪䵟㑍㣰㦀䏇㱤䰃 㜅㓛㽭䵦㜅㑍䰃 䠌㮫䵟㓛䰃 㦀㹰㜅

䋉㑍㹹䍐 㓛㱤 㜅㽭㦀 䴪䵟䄫㦀㢉㱮㓛㹰 㱮㦀䇣㓛㹰 䘯㦀䰃㜅䵟㑍䰃㦀㱮 䤿㹰 㶠䡫 㹳䡫 㹹㓛㱤 㓛䇣䘯㑍㱤㜅 䡫䏇䍐 䠌䵟㓛䰃㮫 䓩㦀䵟䴪㦀䰃㮫 㹹㓛㱤 䨱䡫㣰䵟㑍䡫㱤 㜅㑍 㱤㦀㦀 䵟䴪 㶠䡫 㹳䡫 㱮㓛㣰㦀㱮 㜅㑍 㱤㽭㑍㹹 䡫䏇 㓛䰃㱮 㹹㽭㓛㜅 㽭㦀 㹹㑍䡫䇣㱮 㱤㓛㹰 䰃㦀㴳㜅㰒

㼴䰃㱮 䠌䵟㓛䰃㮫 䓩㦀䵟䴪㦀䰃㮫'㱤 㓛䰃㜅䵟䨱䵟䏇㓛㜅䵟㑍䰃 㹹㓛㱤 䵟䰃㱮㦀㦀㱮 㹹㦀䇣䇣 㱤㓛㜅䵟㱤䴪䵟㦀㱮 䤿㹰 㶠䡫 㹳䡫㰒

㽭㱤䵟 㣰㓛㜅㜅㱤䵦㽭㦀 㓛 㦀䇣㓛㱮㹰㹳䡫 䰃㑍㜅㑍㹹䰃 䘯㑍㰒㣰㑍㑍㜅䰃㜅㑍䄫䨱㓛䡫䇣䵟㜅䵟㱮䵟㱮䡫㶠㦀䘯䍐䵟㜅 㦀㓛㱤䇣㽭㱮䴪㹰㓛㱤㱮㦀㱤㑍㽭䨱㓛䰃㱮䵟䰃 㜅㽭㱤䵟䤿䡫㜅 䍐㹰䤿䇣䵟䄫㦀 㦀㣰㜅㱤㓛䘯㹰䰃㓛㦀䄫䵟䴪 䴪㣰㜅㣰䡫㦀㽭

㶠䡫 㹳䡫 㽭㓛㱮 㹹㓛䵟㜅㦀㱮 䴪䵟䄫㦀 㱮㓛㹰㱤㰒

䟁㦀 㽭㓛㱮 㦀䰃㱮䡫㣰㦀㱮 䴪㑍㣰 䴪䵟䄫㦀 㱮㓛㹰㱤䍐 㓛䰃㱮 䵟㜅 㹹㓛㱤 㜅䵟䘯㦀 䴪㑍㣰 䠌䵟㓛䰃㮫䤿㦀䵟 㜅㑍 㱤䏇䵟㜅 㑍䡫㜅 㹹㽭㓛㜅 㜅㽭㦀㹰 㽭㓛㱮 㱤㹹㓛䇣䇣㑍㹹㦀㱮䍐 䤿䇣㑍㑍㱮 㓛䰃㱮 㓛䇣䇣㰒

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㘂䵟䦜䦜㹰䍐 㪰 䴪㑍㣰䨱㦀㱮 䘯㹰㱤㦀䇣䴪 㜅㑍 䴪䵟䰃䵟㱤㽭 䨱㑍㱮䵟䰃㮫 㜅㽭䵟㱤 䨱㽭㓛䏇㜅㦀㣰䍐