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This war without gunpowder, this small strike that has not yet been launched has brought tangible benefits to everyone. Zhao Xiaoyan was happy from the bottom of her heart. A sense of accomplishment and pride arose from the bottom of her heart, and her words were relaxed and lively. But she didn't know that her disaster had begun. The boss called Zhao Xiaoyan, lowered his head, took out an envelope that had obviously been prepared from the cashier, and handed it over: Don't come to work tomorrow, this is your salary for this month - I'm really sorry, this is not what I meant, it's my uncle, it's the opinion of their board of directors - Zhao Xiaoyan, who was originally smiling, solidified his smile. During a moment of silence, the sound of busy traffic and roaring sirens could be heard outside the gate.
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