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Article 117. Attacked by the Board of Directors

The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered.

Xiao Jing's temple felt as painful as if it could explode. He would hang up and call again.

Too much? Which bar or club did you sleep in?

Still no one answered. Xiao Jing's anger continued to rise. I've already suppressed my temper and don't want to argue with you. Wait until you wake up