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The female announcer stood up, walked over and handed Chi Qingyun an envelope. Chi Qingyun instinctively wanted to decline, but still accepted the envelope. After all, it was work payment, not a red envelope.

“Just go by yourself. I won’t see you off.”

“Don’t give it, don’t give it.” Chi Qingyun picked up the bag on the table, held the envelope in his hand, nodded at the female announcer, opened the door and walked out. Then he gently closed the door. The female announcer had already returned to her own seat and started broadcasting again. Chi Qingyun passed by the room next door, nodd......