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Qin Jin laughed and said, "Alright." He understood what an under-the-table job meant: flexible working hours, just needing to complete the assigned audits and tax work on time.
After finishing the popsicle, he casually threw away the stick. "The private market must be bustling around this time. From what I know, the management is lax these days. Even if the patrol team catches you, they won't do much—maybe just a verbal warning and that's it. Shall we take a look?"
"Let's go browse." Li Qiao said excitedly.
Qin Jin thought for a moment and said, "I have a feeling that come next spring, trading will be allowed. As soon as I spot a profitable business, I'll resign. What do you think?"
