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... m the Foreign Affairs Bureau, was sitting there with a teacup in his hands. He was in his thirties, wearing square-rimmed glasses, and his hair was slightly disheveled. At this moment, he was looking around, his feet shuffling nervously, appearing somewhat tense.
Although no one had come for a long time, and the tea in front of him had been refilled three times, he still sat there without getting up, as if he were bound to the spot.
Anyone who has worked in a Government Agency ca ...
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