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After the Cold Palace Was Abandoned and Reborn, She Became the Prisoner of the Regent.
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I Inherited the Antique Shop and Awakened the Young Marshal of the Republic of China
I stared at the layoff notice on my phone screen, my fingers trembling. Not out of sadness, out of anger. "Comrade Su Jinli, in view of the company's business adjustment, your department has been abolished as a whole, and the compensation will be calculated as N+1. Please complete the handover before get off work today..." I threw the phone on the table. N+1? I have worked in this crappy company for three years. I worked overtime until three in the morning and even suffered from stomach probl
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The Female Protagonist Can Read Minds, and the Prince Interrogates Her Boss
Pain. The back of my head felt like someone had hit me with a brick, my temples were pounding, and my stomach was churning. The moment I opened my eyes, a large amount of memories that did not belong to me flooded into my mind, as if someone had forced an entire TV series script into it, or the high-definition 4K unabridged version. Wait a moment. Where is this? I lay on the ground, my face pressed against the cold stone slab, and the tip of my nose was filled with the smell of moss and earth. W
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Urban System Creator
Three o'clock in the morning. Wu Qi was awakened by the sound of an encrypted email. The phone screen glowed coldly in the darkness, and the sender column displayed garbled characters. He frowned and opened the email. There was only one line in the email: "The world you see is the 7342nd iteration." The next second, severe pain was like a steel nail digging into the skull. Wu Qi groaned and dropped his cell phone, hitting it on the carpet. Countless spots of light exploded in his field of vision
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