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"Manager Zhao, although my math is bad since I was young, I still know about this debt."

The corner of Gu Mengmeng's mouth curled up into a faint sneer. Her almond-shaped eyes stared at Manager Zhao unwaveringly.

"Manager Gu, let me finish …"

"Manager Zhao, please speak."

"Transferring advertising resources is just a deposit that we have to pay in advance …"

Manager Zhao said calmly