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Chapter 417

Chapter 417

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Qin Shuli pulled out two packs of Zhonghua cigarettes, handed them over, and turned to leave. Looking at the cigarettes in his hand, Old Xu asked, "Director, should I take these?" Qu Ziqi pocketed the cigarettes. "If you don't want them, give them to me."

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