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... of traffic.

Su Yan cursed under his breath before he quickly drove to catch up.

At the Spirit company building.

In the CEO office, Han Momo was looking sullen and was vigorously asking Ning Xi to let her work overtime.

“Boss! Please! Please! Arrange for me to work overtime! Saturday, Sunday… Pack every night fully for me!”

Ning Xi put the documents in her hands down and pinched between her brows. She did not know whether to laugh or cry as she loo ...

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