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Chapter 817: Selling Intelligence

    

, before Zhao Qinglan could get angry, he took a step back and said with a smile: "But forget it, let's just stop here."Remember what you just said!Zhaochenglan glared at Lichen with shame and anger,...ing. He lifted the curtain and stepped out, met with a cold sea breeze carrying the pungent smell of the ocean.People who have never been to the seaside usually think that the ocean is just beaches an...