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... uments, his gaze landing on the word “Qiu” in the last line. He said softly, “I’ll leave the matters of S City to you. If anything happens to Qiu Tong…”

Mayor Shen had been an official for many years. When he heard Jin Yang’s words, he immediately understood what he meant and hurriedly said, “I will definitely take care of things!”

Jin Yang hung up the phone. His index finger rubbed against the word. He then called Shao An to come over. “Book me a plane ticket.”

“To S Cit ...

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