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"This money should be enough for you to live comfortably for the rest of your life. Hurry up and give me the stuff; I need to get back and report." The man in the suit urged impatiently.
The middle-aged man's eyes lit up at the sight of a box full of money.
He hastily threw the documents he held in his hands and grabbed the box to count the money.
Jackpot! With this money, why would he stay on as the Technical Director at Yakov Enterprise?
The middle-aged man packed up the box of money, looked around guiltily, settled the bill, and then hurried out of the restaurant.
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Yale Group.
CEO's Office.
"Haha, perfect!" Sheldon Yale could barely contain his elation as he looked at the raw material formula he had acquired, immediately instructing his assistant to copy this manufacturing process information and send it to the Yale Group subsidiary responsible for garment manufacturing.
