A few days later.

Huajia Company.

Office.

Lui Chi-hung stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a cigarette in his hand, and the blue and blue smoke swirled up his fingers.

"It's been submitted, but the ghost guy above scoffs at it."

The assistant stood at the door with the document and reported: "They said that this kind of tape has no meaning at all, and it will not change their decision-making in any way. ”

"Compared

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