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Chapter 5
Charbi faced Ronjon and clapped his palms together. "Nomoshkar. Hi, Sir. I'm Charbi, the head cook here. What can I do for you?"
Ronjon did the same action, "Nomoshkar," and extended his hand. "I only have a few questions to ask, so please sit with me for a while."
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