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... now."

"I guess you don't remember. What I pointed out in the lecture when I commented on you being clumsy was not a matter of skills, but a matter of communication.”

Nam-goong Seok looked at Choi Hoo as if he could see right through him. Choi Hoo calmly gazed back at him.

"I think it's an unreasonable evaluation system to distribute tasks to others when you can do them alone."

"You say the same thing without a word of difference.”

"That's it for the debate on value ...

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