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... t and look at it. You are going to be busy elsewhere. I will be responsible for the supplies on this shelf."

Ji Anran smiled: "The design of your fan seems to look good, I am embarrassed."

Chen Xiaohui did not want Ji Anran to awaken his abilities at all. He quickly put the box aside.

"It's just an ordinary fan. It's nothing special. You can act quickly, everyone else is busy, and you won't find much supplies later. They are expected to have opinions."

Ji Anran saw th ...

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