At Yang Ruoqian's semi-forced request, everyone was forced to get up at nine o'clock, and with hazy sleepy eyes, they inexplicably began to stock in the store.

Yang Ruoqian looked at the shopping in full swing, and while monitoring the system panel in real time, he called the secretary who was still a little unable to let go.

"Qi Mu, when will this month's salary be paid?"

Qi Mu was carrying a bag of luxury goods that had been forced over, and his speech speed was less slower than before

"Say the Eighteenth Line, What the Hell, What the Hell" Chapter 299 Losing doesn't mean not making money It's hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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