"Please sit down, everyone, Mr. Zhang will be here in a while, please take a seat." Mary waved her hand and greeted me Chen Dong and Zhuge on the table.

Looking at the table, the table is mahogany, a few red peonies are printed on the tablecloth, and a few mahogany chairs are used as a foil, and the whole private room looks ancient.

"Hello, Mr. Zhuge , I am the company's cow assistant in charge of demolition." A man with Mediterranean hair ornaments stood up and stretched out his hand, Zhuge Liang stepped forward and shook his hand, and said some polite words.

"Hello, Mr. Zhuge , I am Assistant Ma in charge of the company's finance, Mr. Huang will be here soon, you and your friends are free, you're welcome, sit down."

Everyone at the table introduced themselves one after another, probably

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