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Chapter 115

Chapter 115

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The next morning, inside the Rolling Mill director's office, the atmosphere carried an unusual mix of solemnity and excitement. Su Changshun leaned back in a hardwood chair, holding a copy of the *People's Daily* that still smelled faintly of fresh printer's ink. His gaze swept over the editorial on the front page regarding the nationwide implementation of the eight-tier wage system. Sitting nearby was Propaganda Section Chief Zhao Shiwu, a trace of imperceptible anxiety on his face as his fingers tapped unconsciously against his knees.

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