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Lin Haocang drove the Lamborghini Reventon out through the back gate of the Audi dealership—the gate usually opened only for deliveries and large trucks—and onto the main road. Ignoring the astonished, envious looks of passersby, he lightly pressed the accelerator and sped away.
Though a few different voices rang out, most of the soldiers, upon seeing Zhou Can and recognizing him, dropped to their knees before him.
Bathroom design was an integrated concept, with space optimization at its core. Each space was planned from a broad perspective, layer by layer, so that from every angle, it felt comfortable and inviting.
"What are you trying to do? Mr. Gong already said that our two companies, Longfa and Jinse, would be responsible for designing his home." Zheng Wei hurriedly stepped in front of Su Qing.
"Where do you want to take me?" Lan Yan asked, puzzled as she looked at Lin Haocang. A bad feeling crept over her. Did he actually want to take her to a hotel right now?
"All right, Magistrate Guan. We'll be off, then. I'm returning to Nanjing tomorrow. Once you're discharged, come spend a few days there, and we can discuss state affairs in detail," Zhou Fohai said.
An agile soldier—and a special forces operative at that—could do so much. If what he said was true, Chen Nan would have a very good standing in the tower in the future. A professional special forces soldier was also highly capable; perhaps he could even stand against the people from Lai Si.
"My father opened several oil mills in Beiping. He wants to buy some soybeans," Guan Shijie said, mixing truth with lies.
After Wang Yuanyuan received Su Qing's graduation project, she immediately opened it to review. If there was even the slightest mistake in the formatting