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"Earning money is all about skill, and I want to pry a full Manchu Han Imperial Feast from their lips,"
Having said that, Xu Qingyan and Pei Muchan exchanged a smile and spoke no more.
United in purpose, kindred in spirit.
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Noon, twelve o'clock.
Xiao Yan found the company under Xu Qingyan's name on the Sky Eye search, and as she looked at the company's simple structure, she couldn't help but blink, wondering if they might be short-staffed.
If there were any job positions available, she would take it even if the salary were a bit lower.
As she was thinking, her phone alarm buzzed.
She was suddenly jolted awake and snapped back to reality. It was twelve o'clock, Pei Muchan's new album!!!
After a flurry of activity, Xiao Yan opened Penguin Music. The opening screen displayed Pei Muchan's new album photography, with deep summer shade under a blue sky and white clouds.
Pei Muchan stood under the tree, the breath of midsummer hitting her squarely in the face.