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Chapter 11: The Storm Comes(2/2)

At that moment, the expression on Raschel's face was quite wonderful.

"You mean Siser Dardanell bought the Mizuho Castle?" he screamed.

"Sorry, sir, I'm not sure about the name of the owner of that family."

Rasher lowered his head and pondered for a long time before he said, "Go and tell the Director, I hope to get his approval to attend this dance later tomorrow night."

"Okay, Chief Raschel."

"besides……"

"What else is there? Sir?"

"Prepare a post for me, pick a few more gifts, and send it to the Misty Castle, which is what I, Raschel, congratulates the Dardanelles family on the arrival of the family."

"Okay sir."

"Tell them I'll bring some friends."

"Yes, sir."

"Finally, go to the West Hotel in the City, find a couple named Harden, ask if they are interested, and go to the dance with me."

"I understand, sir."

The follower left, Raschel sat in his position, his pair of cloudy eyes narrowed into a straight line.

The promise burst out, finally achieved it.

So tired, so tired.

During this period, the whole month of March, the state was ups and downs and very unstable. Sometimes it was 15,000 yuan a day, and sometimes it was impossible to write a word in two days.

From yesterday to today, my whole body seemed to be sick, with dizzy and heavy hair.

I had my eyes blurred when I looked at something.

Suddenly, I seemed to ignore everything, throw away the computer, and go outside for a few days.

Don't force yourself to write.

Writing is a happy thing, writing is a painful thing.

Happiness is because you like this, pain is because there is pressure on the burden and you cannot escape.

Saying this is not to complain, but some things you have to say so that everyone can know that it is not.

Don't ask for anything else, just subscribe and you'll be satisfied.

Thank you for your support, fate will continue to work hard.
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