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... This package was prepared by Feng Linzhi for her, and it contained mostly a change of clothes and snacks.

"Your quota was bought from a girl named Qingqing. She came to Xijiange all the way from thousands of miles to seek a chance to be famous and earn money to treat her mother." Feng Linzhi looked at the car. With the fleeting scenery outside the window, he opened his lips and said, "I ask for a quota, and she asks for money. This is a fair transaction between you and me. As for the man ...

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