“OK.” Yi Yunrui responds indifferently and hangs up the phone.

Zhang Hai is almost thirty years old. He still bargains with him for a phone. Ha! The boy really “makes some progress”.

Yi Yunrui takes up a knife and peels the fruit quietly. The fruit is very fresh. He asked the boss of the fruit store to inform him when fresh fruit was available. Just now, the boss sent him some boxes of all kinds of fruit.

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