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... However, work is practical. Although you may be a little idle at the moment, you will be very busy in the future. Of course, there are many benefits here. You don’t need to think about anything else. Just focus on your skills. Even if I don’t have any work for you, your salary will still be the same.” Zhang Xiaolong knew what these two technical nerds needed. These people were actually treasures, just how to use them.

Zhang Ye and Rocco looked at each other and felt that this matter was ...

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