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"Here's for you," Zhou Mingchen placed the check on Xia Lu's desk, "Forty million, not a cent less."
Xia Lu picked up the check, looked at it seriously, and still put it down. Though she could immediately repay Gao Qishan with this money, she suddenly felt that the check was too hot to handle.
"Is there a problem?" Zhou Mingchen asked, seeing her silent.
"Do you feel at peace with this money?" Xia Lu looked up at him. "This is obtained by deceiving someone's feelings."
Zhou Mingchen shrugged his shoulders, "I don't think so."
He turned to leave, but was unexpectedly stopped by Xia Lu. "The new website for Fengguang Group will be ready soon. After the acceptance check next month, I will leave the company. I think I should tell you in advance," Xia Lu said from behind him.
Zhou Mingchen paused, feeling a sudden sense of loss, but quickly regained his composure.
"Got it." Leaving behind a single remark, he went out.
