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Really appointed to the Fishing Tax Office?
Are you still staying in the county?
It's like whatever you wish for, you get it.
Liang Qu knelt on one knee, joy climbing to his eyebrows.
The entire affair was akin to lying at home, eating, drinking, sleeping; the dream job with high welfare and little work suddenly falling into one's lap.
Even more outrageous was that after observation, the authorities decided to designate the surrounding area as a new development zone and set up a branch office near your house, so you could work nearby.
Transportation for commuting was also provided, a Dragon Blood Steed from Dashun!
Exported to many countries, a renowned trademark, a hundred kilometers expended on just a handful of feed!
The envoy finished reading and closed the scroll, lifting it up to hand over.
Yang Dongxiong stood up, accepted the divine edict with both hands, and respectfully stepped back after bowing.
"Congratulations to Lord Yang, best wishes to Lord Yang."
