Until a few people waited until their legs and feet were sore, and there was even a slight pain in the toes, the hot markings of midday happened to shoot on everyone's face, and the hairs hung with fine beads of sweat.

Finally, after a long period of torture, the old man at the desk slowly put down the newspaper, took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes, and took a sip of saliva, and finally remembered the extra "sculptures" in the office.

"A few of you say one by one, what's the matter", Yan Shaozhe said

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