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"You can leave as well!" Mo Siluo stared at Mo Si'ai, his voice cold.
"You—" Mo Si'ai was furious, but in the end, he could only leave indignantly.
"Start handling the affairs with Yun Group," Mo Siluo suddenly instructed.
Rong Zifeng was slightly taken aback, "Are you sure?"
"I'm giving you ten days, is that enough?" Mo Siluo asked instead of answering.
"That's enough." Rong Zifeng sighed, saying in a low voice, "Then I'll head back to the company first. Call me if you need anything."
"Hmm."
When Rong Zifeng reached the door, he suddenly turned around, "Are you really not going to reconsider?"
"When did you become such a busybody?" Mo Siluo frowned.
"Take care of your injury," Rong Zifeng said as he opened the door and walked out. He knew very well that if things really came to the last step, Siluo and Wen Wan would probably never be possible.
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