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In Fu Chuanshan's office, Guan Ming was drinking tea by himself.

He looked curiously at the dark green tea under the quilt. Previously, he had drank Da Hong Pao at Wang Hai's place. Even if he didn't know how to taste tea, he could taste good or bad, but why did he feel that the green tea in his hand was even better than Da Hong Pao?

One cup after another