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Qiao Yao regarded Tong Qing with undisguised loathing and rejection. Tong Qing set down her coffee cup and smirked. "Is this what you called me here to discuss today?" "Yes," Qiao Yao huffed, adding in a patronizing tone, "but rest assured, I won't let you leave empty-handed." Tong Qing arched an eyebrow, intrigued. "Oh?" A check slid across the table toward her. "This is one million yuan