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“Doing a business and having money at home are different things. Would you still have the power if you filmed a TV drama and can’t get back a single cent when it dies off?”


Black Eagle did not want to think about other matters by this point. His only concern was the place that Mu Feiran was staying at was too shabby.


Mu Feiran guessed that everyone had more or less finished eating. She then told Black Eagle, “Shouldn’t you leave if there’s nothing else already?”

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