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Yuan Ming Jiu Monument
My name is Ajiu, and everyone in the village calls me that. I am sixteen years old, have no spiritual roots, and am a waste. Every day I sit at the entrance of the village and carve wooden signs in exchange for two eggs or half a bowl of rice. The old beggar from the next village gave me a piece of steamed bun every day. In the past sixteen years, I have eaten the same steamed buns worth 5,800 yuan. I thought that was a coincidence. The masked girl who escaped asked me to call her Ying. She h
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On My First Day of Employment, My Body Was Lying at My Workstation
On my first day on the job, the body of my former supervisor was lying on my desk. He looks exactly like me, only twenty years older. He opened his eyes and said three words to me: "Don't be afraid, I am the sixth supervisor and you are the seventh." "You think you're helping your clients untie their knots." "You're actually feeding it." After that he disappeared. Su Wan rushed in: "Who were you talking to just now?!" I looked down at the file, and the record numbered 0 was disappearing line by
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