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Duanmu Yilang sat on the boss's chair and smoked a cigar, while he revealed an extremely uncomfortable smile. The bearded man walked to Duanmu Yilang and stood beside him while the other five people stood guard at the door. Cao Ziyang was a little flustered, but only a little. As long as there weren't many people in the office, there would be a way out.

Taking a deep breath