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      Money-Grubbing System C53

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      by MarineTL Chapter 53 Wang Chenchen left Qian Jianing’s place at ten o’clock—she had to stop by her grandfather’s home first, then return around noon with her family. Among those attending the birthday banquet, only close family and dear friends could come to the house early with birthday wishes; everyone else would go directly to Qian Xiaomi’s Home-style Cuisine Restaurant. Name cards were already placed on the tables in the main hall and private rooms, arranged according to the order provided by the Li…
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      Money-Grubbing System C64

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      by MarineTL Chapter 64 After obediently playing the role of a good student for half a month, just as Wang Dongqi thought Qian Jianing had "turned over a new leaf" and was ready to study seriously, she resumed her class-skipping habits. But there was nothing Wang Dongqi could do—she was a student who knew more than the principal. Even when teaching her, he was always on edge, worried he’d say something wrong and damage his authority as a teacher. Having a student like her was both a blessing and a headache for…
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      Money-Grubbing System C43

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      by MarineTL Chapter 43 The table was filled with dishes. Even if the two of them ate until they were stuffed, there was still plenty left over. When Fatty Zhang went to pay the bill with the money Liu Junyue had given him and asked for a bag, he couldn’t help but ask, “Little boss, may I ask who your teacher is? Maybe I know them.” Fatty Zhang considered himself to hold a respectable place among the chefs in Zibo City. He knew most of the top chefs in the province, yet he couldn’t figure out which master…
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      Money-Grubbing System C54

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      by MarineTL Chapter 54 Qian Jianing’s restaurant almost never had leftovers. Whether à la carte or set meals, every diner would invariably clean their plate, scraping even the remaining sauce with their spoons if they could. At Li Zhenhai’s previous birthday banquets, guests would usually eat a dish or two and then go over to toast him. But this time, the atmosphere was unusually quiet—everyone had their heads down, eating intently, barely saying a word. One of Li Zhenhai’s old subordinates, known for his…
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      Money-Grubbing System C65

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      by MarineTL Chapter 65 While at work, Wang Xingjiang and Wang Xinghe received a call from their father, Wang Yuanyu, saying that Xiu’er, who had been missing for fifty years, had been found. She was now in Imperial Capital, and they needed to come home immediately. Wang Xingjiang and Wang Xinghe were completely confused. Just yesterday at dinner, the family had brought up Xiu’er and sighed with sorrow. How had she suddenly been found within just half a day? Could it be that Wang Xiu’er had gotten news of the…
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      Money-Grubbing System C44

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      by MarineTL Chapter 44 At 5 a.m., five or six men bundled up in thick cotton coats and wearing heavy hats crouched across the street from Qian Jianing’s house, staring longingly at the front door. These hardworking men were restaurant owners who had firmly taken their positions in front of Qian Xiaomi’s shop, waiting for the vegetable delivery man to arrive. "Do you think the old man is coming soon?" a skinny man named Cheng Sanhai shivered and tucked his neck into his coat as he looked up at the still dark sky,…
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      Money-Grubbing System C55

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      by MarineTL Chapter 55 Although Qian Jianing could gather the money with a bit more effort, she was always worried about future uncertainties. Being able to get half a million all at once was still a huge temptation for her. “How should I address you?” “My name is Dong Bocheng.” Qian Jianing placed the sliced fruit on a plate and brought out a pot of tea as well. “Mr. Dong, how are you so sure I can treat cancer? Aren’t you afraid the five hundred thousand will be wasted?” Dong Bocheng had a…
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