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... Mi? Because my family produces honey and Feng Mi was the homonym of honey .


TN: ​ 蜂​蜜 fēng mì - n . honey, bee honey


Since I was a child, I have always strived to study hard . I finally left the countryside under my hard work and was admitted to a prominent university . During my years at university, I studied harder and more diligent . At the end of the day, all my efforts paid off . I finally entered Ke Group, a large company, and became the president’s secretary . Althoug ...

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