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While chatting with Lu Yao and pulling weeds, Lan Xingzhi actually felt that he wasn't that sad anymore. This little guy was really his good medicine.

The assistant, who was standing not far from them, looked at the gloomy weather and could not help but remind them, "Chairman, it seems like the sky is changing. Quickly go down the mountain, if it rains, the road won't be easy."

"Yao Yao