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In front of the huge desk, the grim man leaned on the chair, his slender fingers tapping the beat on the armrest with the music.
The wooden assistant glanced at the corners of his boss's raised mouth without a trace, calmly pushed down his glasses, and walked over.
"BOSS, this document needs your signature."
The man immersed in the music slowly opened his cold eyes.
He picked up his signature pen and asked as he signed, "Is it about to take a lunch br ...
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