"What could Zhu Wentao be thinking as he stands here every day?"
From this angle, it seemed as if the entire city was being trampled underfoot, and perhaps it was in this way that Zhu Wentao's ambitions and desires grew bit by bit.
Du Ze quietly stood to one side, catching a glimpse of a white skirt from the corner of his eye.
The light and pure white color was also the deepest and most unfathomable abyss.
Ding-a-ling, the sound of a cell phone ringing broke the silence in the office.
Du Ze walked over to pick up the cell phone on the desk and handed it to Ming Jing.
A moment later, he saw a strange curve in the corner of the young girl's mouth: "The fish are hooked."
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News that the young lady had assigned the Spring Academy project to Tao Xianxian alone spread instantly throughout the project department, sparking rumors.
