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"Hahaha, Director Wang, you are truly interested in meeting me in a place like this."

Before Ye Chen sat down, a burst of wild laughter came from below the small wooden pavilion.

A potbellied fatty, along with a group of black-clothed men dressed in tight-fitting clothing, majestically barged in.

He walked straight up to the second floor and sat at the table with Director Wang and Master Nan