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It was already close to 2 in the morning, and the Nowo office was still brightly lit. Su Hee's act of burying his head in a pile of documents had already been sustained for a few hours already.

The cellphone by the corner of the table vibrated slightly, reminding the owner to take a break.

Su Hee frowned. He tried to raise his head, but he found that the back of his neck was aching