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Books by 沙奈朵老婆
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I, Gao Zhiwu, Am an Economic Powerhouse This Time! 我！高植物，这次是经济强人！
Qi Tongwei takes three bullets at Guxing Ridge, only to be forced into marriage and reassigned to guard the gate. Seeing his desperate disciple on the verge of kneeling, the reborn Gao Yuliang slaps him awake: “Kneel, and you'll break your backbone!” This time, he firmly refuses to sign off on the Crescent Lake project. “Tongwei, hold on! Your teacher will get you into the Ministry of Public Security!” This time, teacher and student will join forces to break the deadlock. They will never kneel!
5.2kReads5.4Score277Shelves
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Pokemon: My Island Life 精灵宝可梦：我的岛主生活
After Wang Dali was reborn into an urban Pokemon world, he became the lord of a Pokemon island right away. What do you do when your island is a wreck? Plant trees to improve the soil! [Sitrus Berry trees have finished growing faster, and the soil has improved] After planting trees across a vast area, the ruined island became a dream island filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers. Oricorio, Combee, and Flabébé came to visit one after another. Even Shaymin was drawn to the island. The island’s d
254Reads5.5Score—Shelves
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In the Name of the People: Teacher Gao, This Time I'll Help You Rise! 名义：高老师，这次我助您进步！
1988, the Law Department of Handong University. Shen Yunchu, whose grades were far ahead of everyone else's, quietly lost his recommendation for postgraduate study to someone else. Power waited in the shadows for him to bow his head, while mediocrities urged him to accept his fate. Gao Yuliang closed the hefty law book on his desk and placed his handwritten letter of recommendation and a neatly folded stack of ration coupons in Shen's hands. "If you went somewhere else, would you still dare to t
251Reads—Score124Shelves
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I Quit Making Frozen Meals and Opened a Late-Night Canteen 不做预制菜后，我开起了夜班食堂
[Gourmet] [System] [Business] [Comfort Food] [Lighthearted] [No Romance] The day Zhou Ran was publicly fired by his company, a former colleague kicked over his cardboard box. “Without Wanhe, you can’t even afford to eat.” He picked up the old knife his father had left him, glanced at the twelve thousand yuan remaining in his account, then turned around and rented a drafty, run-down canteen in the old factory district. From that day on, one bite was all it took for him to tell how many times an i
22Reads—Score110Shelves