Confucian Temple
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It's not even time to get off work yet, because of the continuous autumn rain, it feels like it's almost dusk. Xu Zhihong, the deputy editor-in-chief on duty at Xichuan Daily, was busy at his desk when suddenly a strong smell of perfume hit him. Looking up, he saw Liao Wei passing directly by his window and hurriedly walking towards the office of editor-in-chief He Wendong. Liao Wei is also the deputy editor-in-chief. She doesn't like dressing up, and she's not good at dressing up. She often said, what else should a woman in her forties have to do with her hair? But Xu Zhihong suddenly discovered that this was not necessarily the case. She still pays attention sometimes, like today. Elegant black suit, also sprinkled with perfume. I remembered that Mr. He had just returned from an inspection trip to Western Europe. Yesterday, supplement editor Wu Xingxing said in his office that the boss only gave us a CD lipstick when he went abroad this time. What do you think he gave Mr. Liao? It's a big bottle of poison. At that time, Xu Zhihong was stunned.
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