"The companies are all from the Li family, Young Master Li doesn't come and leave as soon as he wants, why do you do so many things?"

When the elevator door closed, Lao Zhang's words were still ringing, and Lao Luo was beating a drum in his heart.

Looking at the number of elevators rising layer by layer, Lao Luo remembered to report to Li Nanqing, but no one answered even a few calls, and he was so anxious that he didn't know what to do.

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