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"This is the potato chips you cut?" He threw the plastic bag behind him at Lin Xiaoqing. The bag fell apart, revealing the thick and thin string of potatoes.

"Cut me a hundred potatoes today." His eyes flashed, and his tone was cold as he prepared to leave with his hands behind his back.

Lin Xiaoqing pursed her lips, nearly pulling off her shoes to slap the back of his head. In fact