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Chapter 4

作者: Goodtale
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Richard sent a screenshot to the group chat. It showed Redford Development's official seal in bright red, with the title standing out in bold print.

"Notice: Termination of South Street Vendors' Contracts and Closure of South Gate Two."

The notice spelled it out in black and white. Peter's cafeteria, Richard's safety supplies store, and Ethan's convenience store were being removed from Redford Development's list of approved vendors, effective immediately. All project crews w
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