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Yang Lao nodded and spoke, "Let's follow Comrade Xiaolin's suggestion. We'll visit the industrial exhibition area first and take our time with the rest."

Everyone naturally agreed.

Having decided, the group headed towards the industrial exhibition area in front.

There were many people, and moving forward was quite slow. By the time they reached their destination, half an hour had passed.

The huge 'Industrial Exhibition Area' sign was erected high up.

A few meters away, it was surrounded by layers of people both inside and out.

Faint voices could be heard from within.

"Don't dawdle, move on quickly after you've seen it."

"The people behind you and other comrades are waiting, too. Are you wasting your own time?

No, it's the time of all the worker comrades. Hurry up and look quickly, move on quickly after you're done..."

Lin Tang was short and was squeezing through the crowd.

He was surrounded by heads on all sides.

She could only hear voices and couldn't see anything.