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eve in such a trivial matter, Korean writers will refuse, let alone work. Both sides are your scope and suggestions… I will look for you at that time. “After saying that he didn’t give Han Guo a chance to refuse again and left. Han Guo wanted to chase him out, and Zhao Jinghuan had already left with a smile. Han Guo scratched his head and looked at Quan Miyeon who stood up in confusion. He was silent for a while. He sighed. She called in. Kwon Miyeon saw that something was really going on, so she ran in. Han Guo sat down and lit a cigarette, Kwon Miyeon tentatively said, “Is it Zhao Zhuo who have any arrangements? Do Han writers want to explain it? Han Guo motioned to her to sit, nodded and said, “There is an arrangement, but it has nothing to do with you.” “Exhaling a puff of cigarette, Han Guo pointed to the laptop: “You are watching Korean drama stars these two days. I’m a little tired from watching and want to talk to you. Relax your mind. “Quan Miyan suddenly smiled, “Sing, don’t say anything.” No matt