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Lee Zeyan was sitting opposite Qin Yucheng. His arrogant attitude was the same as usual, as if he didn't put anyone in his eyes. If one looked carefully, they would notice a tinge of coldness in his eyes.

The ashtray in front of him was full of cigarette butts. Lee Zeyan was still holding the cigarette in his hand and smoke was curling around his body.

"How was the discussion?" In the end