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Old Master Bo snorted coldly and said, "If you can't take it, get lost. Do you think you can go to heaven after attending an international summit?"

Shen Fanxing closed her eyes and tried her best to remain calm.

Then, she opened her eyes and looked at him silently.

"I hope you understand your position. Even if I really want to go to the heavens, it has nothing to do with you. Also, this international summit is not your home ground, nor is it organized by you. I'm here today because I was invited. If you insist on getting me out today, then please… ask the World Economic Union first. If they agree to your suggestion and renege on the invitation they sent me, I will naturally go out."

"Or is it that you don't take the World Economic Union seriously and they have to listen to you? Then I can go out today."

"You…"

The old man trembled in anger at Shen Fanxing's words.

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