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He let out a long sigh of relief and ignored the malicious glares of the others. Jiang Xiaohan got rid of his emotions and lowered his head to organize the meeting notes. When he wanted to hand them to Huo Tince, he hesitated.

At that moment, the landline on her desk rang. Jiang Xiaohan shuddered at the sight of the number '8888'.

Jiang Xiaohan answered the phone with trembling fingers