Fang Yishui finally got off work, and when he picked up his bag to check in, his legs and feet were fluttering.

Go back and do some psychological construction, she can come to work as usual tomorrow, but when she comes into contact with the forefront of public opinion, she is still angry.

When I went out after punching the card, a colleague took the initiative to show goodwill: "Xiao Fang wants to go home?" Do you want me to send you? ”

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"Mr. Feng, Your Script Is Wrong" Chapter 73 Washing the dishes is my job I'm hitting it with my hands, please wait a moment,

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