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... someone is, if they go against this principle, they will not last long.

Just like how Zhao Zilong, after seeing Cao Cao eat chicken rib bones, foolishly gave the order to retreat.

"Reducing taxes is fine, but it's better to avoid making enemies among the nobles as much as possible."

Whether in politics, business, or a job, no matter what you do, you will inevitably make enemies.

This is as certain as water flowing from top to bottom.

Why? Because capitalis ...

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