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... in the future, he will have it soon.

He has never cared about when the salary and bonus will arrive. Today is the first time: "When will the third quarter bonus be paid?"

"Just this month, usually before the end of the month."

Luo Qi put away all her things, and when the five rounds of presentations were over, she smiled and said, "I won." It was only on the surface, and she knew in her heart that Jiang Shenghe had much more to do with her than that.

He wouldn't tell ...

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