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Qingcheng International, inside the CEO's office where Liu Yuxi was sitting. However, at this moment, Liu Yuxi's face was extremely grim. Due to the concerted pressure from various forces, Qingcheng International was riddled with issues and severely lacking in liquid capital. If Qingcheng International couldn't overcome this obstacle, it would soon face the danger of going bankrupt.
"I'm out of money," Liu Yuxi said helplessly, her gaze drifting towards the window, at a loss for what to do.
Yet, Liu Yuxi thought of what Mu Chen had said – the Hell Key could be exchanged for a large sum of money. Subconsciously she touched the Hell Key around her neck, her eyes filled with confusion as she unwittingly muttered, "Could this scoundrel be deceiving me? But it doesn't seem like something he would lie about. Ah, why am I even thinking about that scoundrel's offhand remark?"
