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As it turned out, Old Lin had first served as the director of the county’s agricultural machinery repair and manufacturing plant, later becoming the deputy director of the county agricultural bureau. A few years ago, due to the chaotic management and poor performance of the Fuyuan County Flour Mill, the relevant departments transferred him to take charge of this facility, the largest flour mill in the city.

"That means we can rule out the equipment from Hongguang Company. Everyone, let's analyze the situation from other perspectives. Between Flying Eagle Company and Three-Leaf Company, which supplier's equipment should we choose?" Ye Jiayi asked.

Wu Zheng sighed helplessly. He thought to himself that Yu Qingwu, as a descendant of a poison-using family, had cold-blooded cruelty flowing through his veins. Like Du Gongxin, he wouldn't even care about his own parents or kin, let alone a girl from the same village.

As for why Xia Tian was so afraid of Thompson, one reason was that he was truly a "wild card." As a top-tier—or perhaps the number one—3D player, Thompson possessed not only a reliable three-point shot but also a "wild card" mode.

However, the thought that he would be leaving for the United States in just over ten days made Xia Tian’s face grow heavy with worry. A month ago, Xia’s father had successfully purchased all the shares of the Rockets.

The three of them were exceptionally intelligent; once Yun Feiyang explained the basic rules of Werewolf, they quickly memorized them.

This was for the best; as long as Wei Rong was safe, everything was fine. Bao Yun finally let out a small sigh of relief, though without seeing Wei Rong safe and sound with her own eyes, she could never truly put her heart at ease.

Meanwhile, Jun Qing remained as indifferent as ever, showing no joy at the news that his partner was safe and sound.

Old Xia disagreed with Guan Yuntian’s explanation. As the chairman of the company, how could it be a breach of principle to say a word to the grassroots staff and ask them to look after someone? Such a reason was purely an evasion and completely unconvincing. Nevertheless, Old Xia had a favor to ask, so he could not refute Guan Yuntian’s claims to his face.

"Changda Real Estate Company’s provincial capital office—do you think the name matches the actual situation?" Guan Yuntian asked.

Yet, every time it came to actually signing a contract, he would find various excuses to procrastinate. This time, he had asked her to prepare detailed materials. She had prepared them meticulously, only to be told they needed to hold a meeting to discuss it. Any fool could see that his true intentions lay elsewhere; he was only interested in how to win over Li Qianqian.

"I’m a bit tipsy. Let’s call it a night. Everyone, break it up," Old Wang said with a grin, clutching the bottle of Moutai that was as old as he was, planning to save it for when he met his in-laws. He wondered if one bottle would be enough.

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Liang'er was much more polite than Zhu'er. Watching his brother act spoiled and unreasonable, he appeared mature and steady, like an older brother, though his eyes revealed a sense of deep longing.

"Dammit! How dare you toy with me!" Kankuro manipulated his chakra threads, attempting to pierce Shino’s other shoulder.

Just as she reached the corner of the ship's stern, she suddenly noticed a strange, dark shadow on the floor in a corner. Her heart skipped a beat, and just as she was about to scream, the figure spun out from behind the corner and delivered a swift hand-blade strike to her neck.

The old man roared, and his massive sword, heavy as a heavenly monument, crashed down. The astonishing sword energy shattered the aura of kingship and swept toward the depths.

"What is there to be angry about regarding picking out clothes? Go ahead, don't worry," Ye Zang said, and Ino moved closer.

Inside the Super Immortal Demon Realm, Xu Wen sat cross-legged on an extraterrestrial meteorite, holding a Dao Pill in his hand, his divine sense flying into the phantom of the golden core.

There were no high-quality makeup procedures back then, nothing more than using powder on the face. Gu Lan didn't know what the powder was made of; fearing it might be toxic, she didn't dare use it and opted for threading instead.

"Hey! Everyone, how have you been lately?" Ye Zang, who had been watching the farce, greeted Sasuke and the others.

"Everyone, hand in your self-reflections to me tomorrow. Yang Meng, you hand yours in too. Alright, start your self-study!" The head teacher finished speaking and walked out. I felt my pocket; the cigarette the military rogue had given me was still there. I took one out and tossed it over to him.

He was unaware that Fang Zheng was indeed moved—very moved—but not blindly so. He knew that this silver would surely fall into his hands.

Yu Yan had arrived at the front of the north side, but on the right side of the north, there was a beaded curtain, which led to a deep cave hidden in the mountainside.

Xue Hanli and Chang Yi were startled, suddenly feeling a sense of horror and lingering fear. The two had been preparing to use their spiritual power to penetrate and investigate the area.

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The tall man’s punch landed on Chen Junyi. He felt the impact clearly, but he could not see any sign of the strike being effective in Chen Junyi's reaction. Chen Junyi’s face remained calm; even when he spat out a mouthful of blood, he remained calm.

Fang Zheng, however, was quite happy. He was impatient to refine the many spirit bones of Elder Zhou and had no interest in anything else.

"Furthermore, if it weren't for the Wise Man, I would have had a hundred percent certainty of making this plan succeed." Chen Junyi’s confidence carried no loud declarations or unnecessary words; it was as if he were simply stating a fact.

Not looking where he was going, he suddenly tripped over something and nearly tumbled to the ground. The person who grabbed his arm was none other than Ji Shuhan.

He knew very well that seeing her would be difficult. After they parted at the cliff, she had been locked away by her family. Attempting to find her with his previous strength would only result in him being turned away at the door.

Every time Mr. Yan used his ability, he released the energy stored within his body, meaning he could only use it once every long period of time. Yet, everyone remained filled with curiosity about Mr. Yan after he had used his power.

Unexpectedly, a cold breeze blew from behind. When the wind touched her limbs, they stiffened like ice and could no longer move.

Both of them were dressed in lake-blue Daoist robes, each holding a sword. Their postures were upright, making them quite eye-catching at the foot of the lush green mountain.

"Have you ever had a wet dream?" He reached out, lifted her chin, and forced her eyes to meet his.