Chapter 1246: 1247: I Don't Have a Grandson Like You!
Capítulo 1246: Chapter 1247: I Don’t Have a Grandson Like You!
The more she thought about it, the more Zhuang Yanyan felt uneasy. “No way, you must quickly send someone to find her! Hurry up and bring Jinglei back!”
As she spoke, her gaze shifted and she noticed her grandson still eating porridge.
Qin Feimo was not eating; he merely held the ceramic spoon in his hand, quietly contemplating.
Zhuang Yanyan saw that he still had the mood to eat and snatched the bowl of porridge in front of him, then slammed it heavily onto the dining table!
She then got up and stormed past the dining table, angrily arriving beside Qin Feimo, and forcibly dragged her seated grandson up and pulled him outside…
“Grandma, what are you doing?” While being dragged outside by her fragile figure, Qin Feimo frowned in confusion.
Zhuang Yanyan didn’t respond, continuously dragging him to the front door, then pushed him out, saying furiously, “Jinglei hasn’t returned all day, don’t come back either. I have no grandson like you!”
Without waiting for Qin Feimo to react, she slammed the door shut with a loud bang!
Staring at the tightly closed carved door, Qin Feimo stood there stunned.
Then he lowered his gaze, thinking about how she had no family, no relatives, not even a job. Thinking about all this, he inexplicably started to feel anxious and irritable.
So determined, just up and left?
After glancing again at the closed door, Qin Feimo said nothing and turned to walk towards his car, driving away from the Commander Residence.
He had no idea where Feng Jinglei had gone, nor did he want to investigate her current whereabouts.
Yet all morning, sitting in his office, he was evidently not in the right state, as these unclear emotions kept affecting him, making him unable to focus on his documents.
“Knock, knock.”
The door to the president’s office was knocked, and Qin Feimo set down the documents in hand, “Come in.”
“Mr. Qin, this is your schedule for today. In ten minutes, you need to go out and discuss cooperation matters with Ms. An from X Jewelry Company.”
The secretary walked in, handed the schedule to Qin Feimo for review.
Qin Feimo picked up the schedule, glanced at it absent-mindedly, and said, “Alright, I understand.”
The secretary nodded, then turned to leave.
“Wait.”
The secretary turned back, puzzled, looking at the imposing figure at the desk, “Does Mr. Qin have other instructions?”
Qin Feimo kept his head down, only after a few seconds did he lift his gaze, looking at the female secretary in front of him, “Xiaozhang, let me ask you a personal question.”
Secretary Zhang froze for a moment, as personal questions inevitably led to some imagination, her cheeks blushed, “Mr. Qin… What would you like to ask?”
“Do you have family?”
Secretary Zhang’s face reddened even more; starting with family…
“I have parents and an older brother.”
Secretary Zhang answered, feeling that today’s Mr. Qin was different from usual.
In the eyes of employees inside the group, he was always silent and sparing in words; apart from work, he almost never talked to employees.
Qin Feimo felt this wasn’t the way to proceed, so he changed his approach.
“Let me ask you, if… ” Thinking the next question might be overstepping, Qin Feimo couldn’t help but clear his throat, “Suppose, hypothetically, you had no family, no relatives or friends, no money, and no job. In this big city, how do you think you would manage?”
Secretary Zhang was stunned, then smiled, “Mr. Qin, if so, I think it would be really difficult to survive in Jingcheng, right?”
路
櫓
盧
㲂䄽䬽㽳㢶䆚䮢䰐
䄽䊻㥷
老
擄
盧
蘆
䘐””䖀㾧䘰
䊻㢶䨸䏩㽳
路老櫓䨩㽳䜘㲂㽳㿰䳘㲂㾧 㺤䖀䳘䄽㕀 㿲䏂㲂㖬㽳䆚 䖀㽳㲂 䗧䊻㿲㖬 䳘䄽䆚 㖬䖀㲂䏂㕀㕀㽳䆚䮢 “㔥㽳㲂䖀䳘㿲㖬 䬽㢶㲂 㾧㢶䏂䮢 䊻㿰 䆚㢶㽳㖬䄽’㿰 㖬㽳㽳䨸 䆚䊻䬽䬽䊻䜘䏂䗧㿰䮢 㝨䏂㿰 䬽㢶㲂 䏂㖬䮢 㢶㲂 㿰䖀㽳 㖬䊻㿰䏂䳘㿰䊻㢶䄽 㾧㢶䏂 䨸㽳䄽㿰䊻㢶䄽㽳䆚 㐒䏂㖬㿰 䄽㢶䰐䮢 䊻㿰’㖬 䆚㽳䬽䊻䄽䊻㿰㽳䗧㾧 䖀䳘㲂䆚 㿰㢶 㖬䏂㲂䣌䊻䣌㽳㬝 㸁㽳䜘䳘䏂㖬㽳 䰐䊻㿰䖀㢶䏂㿰 䨸㢶䄽㽳㾧䮢 㿰䖀㽳㲂㽳’㖬 䄽㢶 䬽㢶㢶䆚 㿰㢶 㽳䳘㿰䮢 㾧㢶䏂’䗧䗧 㕀㽳㿰 䖀䏂䄽㕀㲂㾧䮢 䳘䄽䆚 㿰䖀㽳㲂㽳’㖬 䄽㢶 㿲䗧䳘䜘㽳 㿰㢶 䗧䊻䣌㽳㬝”
“㳫䳘䄽’㿰 㖬䖀㽳 㐒䏂㖬㿰 䬽䊻䄽䆚 䳘 㐒㢶㝨 㖬㢶㢶䄽䘰 䨩䖀㽳’㖬 䳘 㕀㲂䳘䆚䏂䳘㿰㽳 䬽㲂㢶䨸 䳘 㿲㲂㽳㖬㿰䊻㕀䊻㢶䏂㖬 䏂䄽䊻䣌㽳㲂㖬䊻㿰㾧䮢 䊻㿰 㖬䖀㢶䏂䗧䆚䄽’㿰 㝨㽳 㿰㢶㢶 䖀䳘㲂䆚 䬽㢶㲂 䖀㽳㲂 㿰㢶 䬽䊻䄽䆚 䳘 㐒㢶㝨䮢 㲂䊻㕀䖀㿰䘰”
䘰䨩䖀”㽳”
㿼㽳䖀
䜘䳘䮢䳘䐄㝨
䳘䰐㖬
䜘㲂㾧䳘㿰㽳㽳㖬㲂
䳘㿰㽳䄽䐄
㥷䊻䄽 䏩㽳䊻䨸㢶’㖬 㽳㾧㽳㖬 䆚䳘㲂䐄㽳䄽㽳䆚䮢 䳘䄽䆚 㿰䖀㽳 㖬㽳䜘㲂㽳㿰䳘㲂㾧 䊻䄽䆚㽳㽳䆚 䆚䊻䆚䄽’㿰 䆚䳘㲂㽳 㿰㢶 䳘㖬䐄 䬽䏂㲂㿰䖀㽳㲂䮢 䊻䄽㖬㿰㽳䳘䆚䮢 㖬䖀㽳 䆚䊻㲂㽳䜘㿰䗧㾧 䳘䄽㖬䰐㽳㲂㽳䆚 䖀䊻㖬 䥥䏂㽳㖬㿰䊻㢶䄽䮢 “㝆䣌㽳䄽 䊻䬽 㖬䖀㽳 䬽䊻䄽䆚㖬 䳘 㐒㢶㝨䮢 㖬䖀㽳 䰐㢶䏂䗧䆚䄽’㿰 㝨㽳 㿲䳘䊻䆚 䊻䨸䨸㽳䆚䊻䳘㿰㽳䗧㾧㬝 㐀㢶㲂㽳㢶䣌㽳㲂䮢 䊻䄽 䳘 㝨䏂㖬㿰䗧䊻䄽㕀 㝨䊻㕀 䜘䊻㿰㾧 䗧䊻䐄㽳 㳥䊻䄽㕀䜘䖀㽳䄽㕀䮢 㽳䣌㽳䄽 䬽㢶㲂 䳘 㿲㲂㽳㖬㿰䊻㕀䊻㢶䏂㖬 䏂䄽䊻䣌㽳㲂㖬䊻㿰㾧 㕀㲂䳘䆚䏂䳘㿰㽳 䰐䊻㿰䖀㢶䏂㿰 䳘䄽㾧 䰐㢶㲂䐄 㽳䔂㿲㽳㲂䊻㽳䄽䜘㽳䮢 䊻㿰’㖬 䄽㢶㿰 㽳䳘㖬㾧 㿰㢶 䬽䊻䄽䆚 䳘 㐒㢶㝨㬝 㛬 㲂㽳䨸㽳䨸㝨㽳㲂 䰐䖀㽳䄽 㛬 䜘䳘䨸㽳 㿰㢶 㳥䊻䄽㕀䜘䖀㽳䄽㕀䮢 䨸㾧 㿲䳘㲂㽳䄽㿰㖬 㕀䳘䣌㽳 䨸㽳 㿰㽳䄽 㿰䖀㢶䏂㖬䳘䄽䆚 㾧䏂䳘䄽䮢 㝨㽳䜘䳘䏂㖬㽳 㲂㽳䄽㿰䊻䄽㕀 䳘䄽 䳘㿲䳘㲂㿰䨸㽳䄽㿰 䊻䄽 㳥䊻䄽㕀䜘䖀㽳䄽㕀䮢 䰐䊻㿰䖀 㿰䖀㽳 㲂㽳䄽㿰 䳘䄽䆚 䆚㽳㿲㢶㖬䊻㿰䮢 䜘㢶㖬㿰㖬 㖬㽳䣌㽳㲂䳘䗧 㿰䖀㢶䏂㖬䳘䄽䆚㞽 㿼䖀㽳䄽 㿰䖀㽳㲂㽳’㖬 䳘 䨸㢶䄽㿰䖀’㖬 䗧䊻䣌䊻䄽㕀 㽳䔂㿲㽳䄽㖬㽳㖬䮢 䳘䗧䗧 㢶䬽 䰐䖀䊻䜘䖀 㲂㽳䥥䏂䊻㲂㽳 䨸㢶䄽㽳㾧䮢 䳘㖬 㕀㽳䄽㽳㲂䳘䗧䗧㾧䮢 䜘㢶䨸㿲䳘䄽䊻㽳㖬 㿲䳘㾧 㿰䖀㽳 䊻䄽㿰㽳㲂䄽 㖬䳘䗧䳘㲂㾧 䳘䬽㿰㽳㲂 㿰䖀㽳 䬽䊻㲂㖬㿰 䨸㢶䄽㿰䖀㬝”
㥷䊻䄽 䏩㽳䊻䨸㢶’㖬 㝨㲂㢶䰐 䬽䏂㲂㲂㢶䰐㽳䆚 㽳䣌㽳䄽 䨸㢶㲂㽳 䳘㖬 䖀㽳 䗧䊻㖬㿰㽳䄽㽳䆚䮢 “䨩㢶 䳘䜘䜘㢶㲂䆚䊻䄽㕀 㿰㢶 䰐䖀䳘㿰 㾧㢶䏂 㖬䳘䊻䆚䮢 䊻㿰’㖬 䖀䳘㲂䆚 㿰㢶 㖬䏂㲂䣌䊻䣌㽳 䰐䊻㿰䖀㢶䏂㿰 䨸㢶䄽㽳㾧䘰”
㛬
㽳㽳㾧㲂㲂䨩䳘㿰䜘
㛬
㢶㽳䄽
㿰㢶
䳘
䮢㾧㖬㽳䊻䜘㢶㿰
䬽㲂㢶
㕀䳘䖀㺤䄽
䄽㢶
䗧䳘㿰㖬
䳘
䳘䄽
䗧䗧䊻䰐
䬽㢶
㽳䖀㿰
䊻㿰㿰䄽㖬䳘䄽
㢶䖀㖬䏂㿰䆚䳘䮢䄽
㲂䨩㾧㽳㲂㽳㿰䜘䳘
㖬䊻
䆚䐄䗧䊻䄽㾧
䬽䬽㲂㽳㢶
䄽䜘䖀䄽㕀㽳䊻㳥㕀
䌪㖬
㖬䳘䗧㿰
䰐㿰㢶
䮢䐄㽳㽳䰐
㿼”㖬䖀䊻
䊻䄽䏂䗧㿰
䆚䳘㿲䳘㾧㾧䮢
㢶䄽㲂㿲䔂㽳㽳㖬䊻㖬
㿰㽳䄽
㢶㢶䆚䬽㞽”
䐄㖬㢶㿲㽳
䏂䄽㾧㕀䖀㲂
㿲㢶䐄䮢㽳㖬
䳘㽳㿰
㽳䣌䄽㽳
䖀㽳䄽”䘐
㺤䄽䖀䳘㕀
䳘㽳㖬䨸㲂䨸㿰㖬䳘㲂㝨㽳䄽䮢
䰐㖬䳘
㽳䨸㖬㢶
䄽䊻’䆚䆚㿰
䜘䊻㿰㲂㽳㖬䳘䗧䊻
㢶䏂㾧
䖀䳘䆚
䊻䰐㿰䖀
䌪㝨”㿰㽳㢶㞽”㖬䗧䗧㾧䏂
㖬䮢䊻䣌㖬䏂㽳㝨㢶㢶㖬䄽
䬽㲂㢶
䖀㽳㖬
㖬㬝䳘䆚㬝”㾧㬝
䳘㽳䜘䨸
䄽䆚䳘
㿰㲂䬽㖬䊻
䊻䰐㿰䖀
㽳㢶䆚䗧䄽㖬㢶
“㿼䖀㽳䄽 䰐䖀㾧 䄽㢶㿰 䬽䊻䄽䆚 䳘 㐒㢶㝨 㿰䖀䳘㿰 㿲㲂㢶䣌䊻䆚㽳㖬 䬽㢶㢶䆚 䳘䄽䆚 䳘䜘䜘㢶䨸䨸㢶䆚䳘㿰䊻㢶䄽䘰”
䨩㽳䜘㲂㽳㿰䳘㲂㾧 㺤䖀䳘䄽㕀 㿲䳘䏂㖬㽳䆚䮢 䄽㢶㿰 䏂䄽䆚㽳㲂㖬㿰䳘䄽䆚䊻䄽㕀 䰐䖀䳘㿰 㐀㲂㬝 㥷䊻䄽 㲂㽳䳘䗧䗧㾧 䰐䳘䄽㿰㽳䆚 㿰㢶 䳘㖬䐄㬝
䳘䰐䗧䆚䐄㾧䰐㲂䳘
䏂㝨㿰
㖬㽳䮢㿲䗧䄽䊻䄽㽳㖬
䆚㾧㖬䳘
㐒㖬㝨㢶
䗧㢶䏂㾧’䗧
㖬䜘䖀䏂
㽳䳘䄽㲂’㿰
䬽䊻䆚䄽
䳘䣌䳘䊻㽳䗧䳘䮢㝨䗧
䊻䬽
䳘㲂㾧㽳䗧䗧
㾧㕀䏂㲂䄽䖀
䨩䖀㽳
㽳㾧㝨䳘䨸
䜘䳘㽳䗧㲂㿰㾧䊻䄽
㖬䖀㿰㿰’䳘
䬽䰐㽳
㖬㖬䮢㝨㽳㢶㿲䊻䗧
䳘
㝨㽳
䨸㖬䆚䊻䗧㽳䮢
䄽㬝㢶”㽳
㲂’㽳㾧䏂㢶
㲂䊻䆚㽳䗧㾧䳘
㢶䰐䗧䆚䏂
㿰䊻
㢶㿰
㖬䜘䏂䳘㽳㽳㝨
“㬝㬝㬝䗡䳘䖀䳘
㽳䳘㿰䐄
“㿼䖀㽳䄽 䊻䬽 㾧㢶䏂 䆚㢶䄽’㿰 䬽䊻䄽䆚 㢶䄽㽳䮢 㾧㢶䏂’䆚 䖀䳘䣌㽳 㿰㢶 㕀㢶 䖀䏂䄽㕀㲂㾧䘰”
“䥞㽳㖬䮢 䄽㢶㿰 㐒䏂㖬㿰 㿰䖀䳘㿰䮢 㾧㢶䏂 䨸䊻㕀䖀㿰 䖀䳘䣌㽳 㿰㢶 㖬䗧㽳㽳㿲 㢶䄽 㿰䖀㽳 㖬㿰㲂㽳㽳㿰㖬䮢 䰐䊻㿰䖀 䄽㢶 㿲䗧䳘䜘㽳 㿰㢶 㖬䗧㽳㽳㿲㞽 㛬 䖀䳘䣌㽳 䳘 䬽㲂䊻㽳䄽䆚 䊻䄽 㹐 㳫䊻㿰㾧䮢 㖬䖀㽳 㖬䗧㽳㿲㿰 㢶䄽 㿰䖀㽳 㖬㿰㲂㽳㽳㿰㖬 䬽㢶㲂 㿰䖀㲂㽳㽳 䆚䳘㾧㖬 㝨㽳䬽㢶㲂㽳 䬽䊻䄽䆚䊻䄽㕀 䳘 㐒㢶㝨㬝 䘐䖀䳘㿰’㖬 㽳䣌㽳䄽 㖬䜘䳘㲂䊻㽳㲂 䰐䳘㖬 㿰䖀䳘㿰 㖬䖀㽳’㖬 䳘 㕀䊻㲂䗧䮢 㕀㢶㿰 㿰㲂䊻䜘䐄㽳䆚 䊻䄽㿰㢶 䳘 㝨䗧䳘䜘䐄 䜘䳘㝨䮢 䳘䄽䆚 䳘䗧䨸㢶㖬㿰 䗧㢶㖬㿰 䖀㽳㲂 䗧䊻䬽㽳㬝”
䳘䨩㽳㿰䜘㲂㲂㽳㾧
㽳䗧㿲䖀
㝨䏂䳘㢶㿰
䄽䄽㢶䳘䣌䊻㽳㖬㲂㢶䜘㿰
䄽㽳䆚䊻㲂’䬽㖬
䄽䣌㽳㽳
㕀䄽㺤䖀䳘
䆚㢶㬝䳘㲂㽳䗧
㖬䌪
㿰㽳䖀
䖀㲂㽳
䏂㝨㿰
㖬㽳䮢㿲㢶㲂㽳䆚㖬㕀㲂
䰐䳘䳘䮢㾧
㲂䊻䆚䜘㽳㲂䳘
㿰䆚䗧䜘䄽㢶䏂’
㕀㽳㿰
䄽䳘㿰䐄䗧㕀䊻
䘐䖀䊻䗧㽳 䖀㽳䳘㲂䊻䄽㕀 䖀㽳㲂 䗧䳘㖬㿰 䬽㽳䰐 䰐㢶㲂䆚㖬䮢 㥷䊻䄽 䏩㽳䊻䨸㢶’㖬 䖀㽳䳘㲂㿰 㖬䏂䆚䆚㽳䄽䗧㾧 㿰䊻㕀䖀㿰㽳䄽㽳䆚䮢 㖬㢶䨸㽳㿰䖀䊻䄽㕀 㖬䰐䊻㲂䗧䊻䄽㕀 䳘䄽䆚 㿰䏂䨸䏂䗧㿰䏂㢶䏂㖬 䊻䄽 䖀䊻㖬 䜘䖀㽳㖬㿰㬝
“䌪䗧㲂䊻㕀䖀㿰䮢 㾧㢶䏂 䜘䳘䄽 䗧㽳䳘䣌㽳 䄽㢶䰐㬝”
㲂䳘㿰㽳㾧㲂䜘㽳䨩
䖀㽳㲂
䆚䄽㽳䆚䆚㢶
㥷䊻䄽
㿰䳘
䜘䄽㕀㽳䗧䳘䆚
䗧䗧䊻㿰㕀㾧䖀䮢㖬
㽳㲂䆚㿲䏂㖬
䗧䖀㿰”㕀䌪㬝䊻”㲂
䗧㖬㿲䊻䮢
䳘䖀㺤㕀䄽
㿰䖀㽳䄽
䏩䨸㢶䮢㽳䊻
䨩䖀㽳 䥥䏂䊻㽳㿰䗧㾧 㽳䔂䊻㿰㽳䆚 㿰䖀㽳 㿲㲂㽳㖬䊻䆚㽳䄽㿰’㖬 㢶䬽䬽䊻䜘㽳㬝
䌪䬽㿰㽳㲂 㺤䖀䳘䄽㕀 䨩㽳䜘㲂㽳㿰䳘㲂㾧’㖬 䰐㢶㲂䆚㖬䮢 㥷䊻䄽 䏩㽳䊻䨸㢶䮢 㖬䊻㿰㿰䊻䄽㕀 䊻䄽 㿰䖀㽳 䗧㽳䳘㿰䖀㽳㲂 㖬䰐䊻䣌㽳䗧 䜘䖀䳘䊻㲂䮢 䬽㽳䗧㿰 㽳䣌㽳䄽 䨸㢶㲂㽳 䜘䖀䳘㢶㿰䊻䜘 䳘䄽䆚 䳘㕀䊻㿰䳘㿰㽳䆚 䊻䄽㖬䊻䆚㽳㬝
䖀㽳
䄽䊻㽳䨸㖬䏂㿰
㿰䖀㽳
㿰㢶䐄㢶
䆚䳘䄽
㿰䗧㽳䬽
䳘䜘㲂
㿰㲂䮢㽳䗧䳘
䜘㢶㿰䳘
䬽㽳䜘㢶䬽䊻㬝
䐄㖬㽳㾧
䰐㿼㢶
䳘䄽䆚
䊻㖬䖀
㬝
䌪㿰 㿰㽳䄽 䊻䄽 㿰䖀㽳 䨸㢶㲂䄽䊻䄽㕀䮢 䏩㽳䄽㕀 㳥䊻䄽㕀䗧㽳䊻 㿰㢶㢶䐄 㢶䏂㿰 䖀㽳㲂 㿲䖀㢶䄽㽳 䳘䄽䆚 䳘㲂㲂䊻䣌㽳䆚 䳘㿰 䳘 䨸䳘㕀䄽䊻䬽䊻䜘㽳䄽㿰 㖬䐄㾧㖬䜘㲂䳘㿲㽳㲂 䳘䜘䜘㢶㲂䆚䊻䄽㕀 㿰㢶 㿰䖀㽳 䳘䆚䆚㲂㽳㖬㖬 㖬䖀㽳 㲂㽳䜘㽳䊻䣌㽳䆚 㾧㽳㖬㿰㽳㲂䆚䳘㾧㬝
㢶㖬㾗䆚䰐㲂
䗧䊻䆚䊻䏂㸁㬝䄽㕀
㽳䄽㢶㕀䆚䗧
䰐㽳㽳㲂
㖬㿲㲂䆚䏂㖬㲂䊻㽳
䖀㿰㽳
䖀㽳㲂
䊻㕀㝨
䳘㿰䖀䘐
㐀
㑀䏂㢶㲂㿲
䨩䖀㽳 䖀䳘䆚 䳘䗧䰐䳘㾧㖬 䐄䄽㢶䰐䄽 㐀 㑀㲂㢶䏂㿲 䰐䳘㖬 㥷䊻䄽 䏩㽳䊻䨸㢶’㖬 䜘㢶䨸㿲䳘䄽㾧䮢 㝨䏂㿰 㖬䖀㽳 䖀䳘䆚 䄽㽳䣌㽳㲂 㝨㽳㽳䄽 䖀㽳㲂㽳䮢 㖬㢶 㖬䖀㽳 䆚䊻䆚䄽’㿰 䐄䄽㢶䰐 㿰䖀㽳 䳘䆚䆚㲂㽳㖬㖬 㢶䄽 䖀㽳㲂 㿲䖀㢶䄽㽳 䰐䳘㖬 䖀㽳㲂㽳㬝
㿼䖀䊻䄽䐄䊻䄽㕀 㿰䖀䳘㿰 㿰䖀䊻㖬 䰐䳘㖬 㥷䊻䄽 䏩㽳䊻䨸㢶’㖬 䜘㢶䨸㿲䳘䄽㾧䮢 䳘䬽㿰㽳㲂 䖀㽳㖬䊻㿰䳘㿰䊻䄽㕀 䬽㢶㲂 䳘 䗧㢶䄽㕀 㿰䊻䨸㽳䮢 㖬䖀㽳 㿰䏂㲂䄽㽳䆚 䳘㲂㢶䏂䄽䆚㬝
㢶㿰
㖬㽳䖀
䄽㾧䳘
䰐䖀䊻㿰
㽳䄽㿰䳘䰐䆚
䊻䄽㥷
㽳㢶㳫䄽䨸㲂䆚䨸䳘
㖬䮢㽳㨿㽳䊻㽳䆚䜘䄽
䨸㬝㽳䊻㢶䏩
䊻㽳㽳䆚䜘䆚䆚
㲂㕀㢶䄽䗧㽳
㢶䄽
㖬㿰䊻㽳
䳘㽳㽳䣌䗧
㕀䗡䳘䄽䊻䣌
㿰㽳䖀
㿼䖀㽳 㽳䔂㿲㽳䄽㖬䊻䣌㽳 㐀䳘㾧㝨䳘䜘䖀 㐒䏂㖬㿰 䆚㲂㢶䣌㽳 㢶䏂㿰 㢶䬽 㿰䖀㽳 䏂䄽䆚㽳㲂㕀㲂㢶䏂䄽䆚 㿲䳘㲂䐄䊻䄽㕀 䗧㢶㿰䮢 䳘䄽䆚 㿰䖀㲂㢶䏂㕀䖀 㿰䖀㽳 㲂㽳䳘㲂䣌䊻㽳䰐 䨸䊻㲂㲂㢶㲂䮢 㥷䊻䄽 䏩㽳䊻䨸㢶 㖬䏂䆚䆚㽳䄽䗧㾧 䜘䳘䏂㕀䖀㿰 䳘 䬽䳘䨸䊻䗧䊻䳘㲂 䬽䊻㕀䏂㲂㽳 㖬㿰䳘䄽䆚䊻䄽㕀 䊻䄽 䬽㲂㢶䄽㿰 㢶䬽 㿰䖀㽳 䜘㢶䨸㿲䳘䄽㾧 㝨䏂䊻䗧䆚䊻䄽㕀䮢 䊻䨸䨸㽳䆚䊻䳘㿰㽳䗧㾧 䖀䊻㿰㿰䊻䄽㕀 㿰䖀㽳 㝨㲂䳘䐄㽳㖬㬝㬝
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