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Chapter 882

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Li Dongling, along with Hu Zixian and others, sat at the back of the conference room, his gaze sweeping across the faces of everyone present.

It must be said that when they were in Pingyang, the impact of Dongling High-Tech's projects and plans—including the Torch Group and the Pingyang Cargo Airport—on the entire city was actually somewhat of an afterthought.

That is to say, before the projects began, no one expected that Pingyang would suddenly have two new district management committees.

Rather, it was the emergence of these two companies.

Right now, Zhang Heming is in dire need of a designer; this is simply a gift from heaven sent to help him.

As for an emerging clothing brand, no one can predict what the future market will be like.

Listening to the sound of splashing water in his ears, Li Chengzhou had some wandering thoughts, but he was fine, his eyes constantly fixed on the surrounding scenery.

The hairpin was crafted entirely from pure gold, with exquisite and intricate patterns carved into its body. At the end of the hairpin, a hibiscus flower looked lifelike, with pearls embedded on its petals like morning dew, shimmering with a dazzling and eye-catching luster.

But Lady Tian had already returned to her expressionless state. She wiped the half-dry, half-wet tear stains from her face and tidied her skirt and hair bun in a leisurely manner. Then, she turned back and walked to the very end of the prison, sitting down with her back to Pu Suzhen. No matter how much Pu Suzhen tried to provoke her with words, she would not say another word.

Although he kept a low profile, this carriage was one of a kind. Those in the know recognized it as the carriage of Prince Yongle and would not easily obstruct it.

Yun Feng did not care whether the Fresh and Elegant Society would provide compensation; instead, he was very disgusted by the Fatty calling him a servant over and over again. People are born equal; where is the distinction between servant and master?

Several merchants from the Lieyun Empire softened their stance after communicating with Li Heng, and Li Heng did not press them aggressively, instead giving them a chance to continue surviving.

Emerging from the eight directions of the Chang'an City of Western Bo, the eight highest-ranking post houses—with Qingni Post guarding the throat of the main eastern official road—held a status comparable to those majestic passes and strategic strongholds.

It seems this clothing really was bought by Lin Jingzhou. She returned it to Sheng Nancheng, Sheng Nancheng gave it back to Lin Jingzhou, and finally, after going around in circles, the clothing returned to her wardrobe.

Murong Feng, who was always lazy and did not take anything in the world seriously, felt a hint of elusive and indescribable sharpness in his eyes, and his body, which had been leaning fully against the back of the chair, slowly straightened up.

At the entrance of the village clinic, Chen Lulu frowned as she looked at the messy room, refusing to go in no matter what, as if she were terrified of getting something dirty on herself, not even willing to step over the threshold.

"It's not the time to talk about it yet. When the time comes, you will naturally know." Zhao Tiezhu kept her in suspense, and Xiaoyue had no choice but to stop asking.

The spiritual energy within her body had long since released a protective shield around her, enveloping Baili Xuanwu within it as well.

In fact, his guess was correct; the Fourteenth Prince, Chen Cangxiong, and the Second Prince, Chen Canglan, were fighting over that very thing.

"Alright, alright, you'd better be gentler; I can't handle it when it's suddenly this painful." Xu Meilin put down her wine glass, feeling that Zhang Yang's initial gentle massage was more comfortable, just like the caress between lovers, making every pore of her entire body relax.

"Get out! If you don't move, Auntie won't let you taste a single bite today, I'll make you anxious to death!" Dong Lanxiang said with a shy, coquettish rebuke, lifting her white embroidered skirt slightly upward again.

Zhang San and Li Si, who had been observing the situation from the shadows, were also called out by him. As for the two of them, they already had a psychological shadow regarding Zhao Tiezhu, so they did not dare to attack again rashly.

Kato Koji turned to retreat, but Bai Song Zi Yi deliberately stuck out a foot to trip him; Kato Koji fell to the ground and landed face-first.

However, when he brushed aside the clouds and mist and saw the first character clearly, he was stunned on the spot, because that first character was not the "Punish" character he had guessed, but an "Not" character.

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