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Si Shaoheng looked at her and suddenly smiled: "There's a pen and paper in the resting room, right? I'll write you something. Shi Xiaotang, come in. "

"Ah?" Hugh, the lounge? " Shi Xiaotang looked into Si Shaoheng's eyes and thought of something else. She immediately stuttered, "No need, boss. Let's go to your office. The lounge..." There's not much left of paper and pen