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"Push off what you can, and let those old guys handle what you can't! Those old fogies have been hiding behind the scenes and dividing the money for too long, it's about time they put in some effort."
Mo Yuqi was intently focused on the materials in her hands, speaking about the multibillion-dollar projects as if they were trivial matters, rather than something surprising.
"Yes!"
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Because Su Ziyan wasn't feeling well, Qin Yu drove very slowly. By the time they arrived at the underground parking lot of Fortune Tower, they were already late.
"Qin Yu, didn't I tell you to drive faster? I have a very important contract meeting soon! You've killed me!"
As Su Ziyan spoke, she pushed the car door open forcefully, looking at Qin Yu with a huff.
"No contract is more important than your health, sit down!" Qin Yu said as he pushed Su Ziyan back down without another word.
"Qin Yu, you're too much! Let me go..."
