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... to Zhuang Ming.
It was only four in the afternoon. Zhuang Ming followed him into the elevator. "Are you going home to rest?"
The Second Young Master leaned against the elevator wall, a smirk playing on his lips. "Aren’t you tired standing there?"
Zhuang Ming straightened up and kept quiet.
Not tired. He was used to it.
Zhuang Ming discovered his phone was out of credit. He silently connected to the company’s network and topped up a thousand yuan.
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