Chapter 106 Are You Crying Because You Miss Me?

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  An old man with a head of white hair and a long white beard was sitting at the head of the conference table. However, he was sharp looking and in high spirits. His features were gentle, but at this moment they were locked into a tight frown, revealing the strong malice of an experienced soldier.   He stared at the frivolous figure across him and rumbled in a dignified tone, "Henderson, I hope you can think it over."   Henderson wore a light blue shirt today. The two buttons on his collar were loosened, revealing part of his chiseled collarbone, which looked exquisite under his slender neck.   There was a carefree and frivolous smile on his face, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, "Mr. President, I did think clearly."   The rest of the people at the conference table w

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