Late at night.

On the third floor, by the outdoor swimming pool, the lights are lit up.

Xu Jingxi was lying in a rest chair, with a loose white nightgown, and two laptops on the coffee table, one of which was a weekly chart of BTC, which was like a needle in the sea.

The other is a real-time meeting in Seattle, a high-level meeting that gathers hundreds of people in January, and Fred asks Xu Jingxi from time to time, trying to wake up the prince with his eyes closed.

He didn't respond, his lips were low

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