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"What you said doesn't count!" Song Beichuan laughed. "Guests, they won't..." Before he could finish his words, the word 'promise' was still hanging in his mouth. The two attendants in black suits had already taken a stack of money and scattered it outside the restaurant.

"Our CEO is gifting us money, gifting us money!"

"Those who want to pick up money are coming. If you're too slow