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The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. 
At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. "Landlord, is this what you meant by 'the house can be a little crowded at night'‽"

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"Of the five who fainted, one of them participated in the design of the futuristic theme park." Chen Ge closed the door and gave his phone to Director Luo. "After some comparison, it's quite obvious that a third-generation theme park like our own is still lacking."

Every picture featured a different scene that combined imagination and incredible settings. Director Luo gasped with surprise when he saw the pictures. Honestly, if he was given a choice, he would also visit the futuristic theme park.

"Did you knock them out after discovering this man's real identity?" Director Luo asked without taking his eyes from the phone.

"I'm not trying to accuse you. In fact, I think you've done a great job. However, I'm worried you didn't consider the consequences of your actions." Director Luo put down the phone. "After all, every single picture in here can be considered business secrets."

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