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Awano Jinghong
Yi Heimerdinger stared at the purchasing data jumping on the computer screen, and typed a string of hurried codes on the keyboard with his fingertips. The cold air from the central air conditioner in the office blew down from his head, picking up the risk assessment reports scattered on his desk. The edges of the pages glowed tiredly white in the morning light.
380Reads—Score—Shelves
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Lang Zhongling's Modern Strategy
On the 46th floor of Shanghai's Lujiazui World Financial Center, the open office area of Xinghan Group's global procurement headquarters is brightly lit. Even though it is already nine o'clock in the evening, nearly half of the workstations still have screen lights on.
377Reads—Score—Shelves
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Modern Technicians' Counterattack Against the Qing Dynasty
At three o'clock in the morning, the Xingqiong Technology Industrial Park was still brightly lit. Mukasa stared at the flashing blue oscilloscope in front of her, and her fingertips were tapping rapidly on the keyboard. The dense code on the screen was like a rushing river, jumping between countless function modules.
371Reads—Score—Shelves
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Censor Hongyan Road
It's 4:30 in the morning in Suzhou, and the cold fog envelopes the glaze workshop on the outskirts of the city. Irelia Xiang's sneakers made a fine creaking sound as she stepped on the frosty stone road.
362Reads—Score—Shelves
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Ink Marks the Road to Qin
In the morning of Dongguosindra, I was awakened by the smell of ink in the inkstone and the smell of ink in the financial statements. At 5:30 in the morning, the alleys in the old city of Beijing were still soaked in mist, and the west wing of the courtyard she rented was already lit with warm yellow lights.
361Reads—Score—Shelves
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Protectorate Chronicles
Qu Youmi stared at the employee attendance sheet jumping on the computer screen. Her fingertips were tapping rapidly on the keyboard, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but twitch. In the message box that popped up in the lower right corner of the screen, Wang Tiezhu, the leader of the breeding team, sent another series of roaring messages.
357Reads—Score—Shelves
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Steel Shadow Enters the Song Dynasty
The young Gang Ying of China stared at the flashing cursor on the computer screen. When his fingertips typed the last comma on the keyboard, the cold air from the central air conditioner in the office happened to sweep across the back of his neck. Electronic clock display on the wall
347Reads—Score—Shelves
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From the Clouds to the Earth
At 7:03 in the morning, on the 28th floor of the aviation headquarters building next to the T3 terminal of Beijing Capital International Airport, the secretary area outside the president's office was already lit with warm white lights.
344Reads—Score—Shelves
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From Modern Director to Southern Qi Jiedushi
At 3:17 in the morning, the lights of the top-floor office buildings in the CBD still pierced the night, like the unquenchable edge in Colusian's eyes. As the executive director of the Internet Marketing Center of Xingyao Media Group, his office area is always the last corner of the entire floor to be lit.
341Reads—Score—Shelves
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Architect's Dynasty Counterattack
The autumn mood in Yindu is stronger than in the Youxin tribe. The yellowing sycamore leaves cover the bluestone paths of Dianke Mansion, making a rustling sound when stepped on. Kuang Tuqi was wearing a dark purple court dress embroidered with Luan bird patterns, standing on the high platform in front of the mansion.
326Reads—Score—Shelves