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"Thank you."
From Lin Xuanzi's eyes and tone, Qiao Chutian could see that he was a broad-minded person.
From a man's perspective, he quite appreciated Lin Xuanzi.
This person was like an ancient sword hidden in its sheath, seeming simple and gentle, but when drawn, would have an imposing aura.
Recently, he also watched Lin Xuanzi's campaign speech.
If he weren't his romantic rival, he thought they could be friends.
"Do you have any other questions?"
Seeing that he had dismissed his hostility, Lin Xuanzi asked.
"No more questions, thank you, I'll be leaving."
Qiao Chutian stood up.
"Take care."
Lin Xuanzi also stood up.
Just a few steps away, Lin Xuanzi called out to him, "Mr. Qiao, I'd like to discuss something with you and seek your opinion."
Qiao Chutian stopped and turned to look at him with curiosity, "Go ahead."
