The north wind, wrapped in sleet, brought heavy dark clouds, whistling wildly, and wrapped Luxian in black.

Regarding the future development plan and vision of Jiagou Garment Factory, Shen Mingci and Zhang Tianlai chatted until nine o'clock, and when they drove back, the Lin family fell asleep.

Only Lin Baonan's room had a faint light.

In the cold night, in the thick fog, a small orange glow, blurred.

But it makes people feel unusually warm.

Shen Mingci knew that this lamp was left for him.

After parking the car and pulling out the key, he did not immediately open the door and enter the yard, but nestled in the car with his feet on the steering wheel.

One by one, smoking comfortably.

Shen Mingci remembered the small

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