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... y and called his assistant's phone.

The phone rang for a long time before answering. Li Shuo had long forgotten that it is midnight in China, and yelled, "Li Chengxiu!"

The assistant was stunned, not because he didn't wake up, but because he had been with Li Shuo for more than three years. He had never seen the boss so fiercely, screaming, "Ah ... Li ... Li Chengxiu?"

"Where is Li Chengxiu ?!"

"He ... he's ..." The assistant was awake for a few minutes. "Isn't he home ...

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