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Afternoon.

The Ning Group was quiet, and had not reached the Working Time yet. The employees that were not coming home at noon were mostly at their seats, they slept on the table for a while, and they were better in the afternoon.

In the resting room in Office of the President, Ning Cheng Xuan was also taking a nap.

He usually did not go home at noon. Sometimes