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... oreign mobile phones can no longer be sold at high prices wantonly, and they can’t be sold for hundreds of dollars overseas, but they are treated differently when they are sold for thousands of dollars here in Daxia.

They can no longer monopolize mobile phone processors or monopolize chip patents in the communication field, and wantonly search for high fees, and the prices are extremely expensive.

The same is true in the computer field. Because of the birth of Han and Tang techno ...

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