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... uff... Excuse me, are you Mr. Qin Shi?"
Qin Shi hadn’t yet reached for his knife and fork when he was interrupted by a young lady with an egg-shaped face and her hair tied up.
"Yes, that’s me."
Qin Shi sighed and put down his plate.
"I’m Xia, responsible for receiving you. Sorry for the delay; there were some minor issues earlier."
The young lady with the egg-shaped face was out of breath, as if she had angrily climbed several floors in one go, her hair st ...
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