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Let You Return to the Village to Retire, and You Can Grow a Cyber Farm
The long-distance bus bumped along the dusty country road for a long time, and finally stopped under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village. The car door creaked open, and Wang Jianguo walked out slowly, carrying a half-worn backpack. He is very tall, about 1.8 Meters tall, but very thin. The large T-shirt and beach shorts hanging on his body make him look a little empty. A pair of flip-flops on his feet, stepping on the solid yellow soil, gave him a sense of solidity that he had not
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After the Breakup, I Became the Richest Man in the World by Delivering Food
In the midsummer afternoon, the southern sun was so poisonous that it seemed to melt the asphalt road. Wang Hai squatted at the door of Shunda Real Estate Agency, holding a bottle of Coke that had just been taken out of the freezer, and the cold sweat from the bottle wet his palms. He took a big gulp, and the pleasure of the carbon dioxide rushing straight to his forehead made him feel alive a little. "Wang Hai! You're fishing here again! What about this month's performance? Don't you even want
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After Escaping from Death, the Violent Boss Knelt Down and Begged Me While Holding His Ashes.
The crystal lantern at the dinner party was so bright that it made Wen Shuran's eyes dazzle. She sat quietly at the corner of the long table, like a beautiful but lifeless decoration. Today is the anniversary celebration of the Fu Group. As Fu Jingshen's wife, she should attend. After three years of marriage, she had participated in such occasions countless times, and she was used to being the unnoticed Mrs. Fu in the corner. "Depth of field, you are so kind to me. This 'Heart of the Ocean' neck
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Weird Talk About Rules: I'm a Butcher, so That's Reasonable, Right?
Zhou Hao filed the last medical record into the third compartment of the drawer, in alphabetical order, from A to Z, with no exceptions. He lowered his head and glanced at the pen on the table. The pen was tilted about fifteen degrees. He reached out and straightened the pen so that it was at a right angle of 90 degrees to the edge of the table. Now I feel comfortable. The wall clock in the clinic pointed to three o'clock in the afternoon, and the sunlight filtered through the blinds, cutting sh
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Strange Recovery? I Enlightened the S-Class Ghost King to Become the Door God
In the city bureau's archives, the smell of cigarette smoke and moldy paper mixed together, making people's brains hurt. Lu Xun irritably put out his cigarette butt and pushed the pile of files in front of him away, revealing a tired face. "Still no clues?" Captain Zhou Yongjun came over with a thermos filled with wolfberry and placed it heavily on the corner of his table. "No." Lu Xun leaned back and groaned under the weight of his chair. "Zhang Qiming, 35 years old, chief programmer of Tianqio
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