"Fang Bishi, uncle?" Fang Mu looked at the volume of documents presented to him by Liang Yingshi, rubbed his brows, and remembered the fat, greedy, and flattering old man who came to congratulate Fang Tianhao on his sixtieth birthday last year. Keke is far too grandson Zaoji Xian to tell the truth, Fang Mu has no impression of Fang Bi's time, and if he insists on saying something, he is deeply disgusted. Because although he and Fang Bi were related, if you really talk about the concentration of blood, it is like a chicken drowning in the Pacific Ocean...

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