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"Mom, do you think that person looks like second brother?" Yuqin looked down from the second floor of the makeshift office, just in time to see the hard work of the porters, and her eyes followed Yu Tianheng's shadow.

Mistress Yu cast a casual glance downstairs and said, "Don't think too highly of your second brother. If you don't want to be the manager, come here and be a porter