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Yan Qing listened, and with a helpless chuckle at Wen Xin's unreasonable tone, he found himself somewhat powerless to argue back.

"Boss, if the problem lies with me, I'll definitely admit it, but I really don't know anything, how can you expect me to confess, huh?"

Feeling since he couldn't clarify the situation, Yan Qing thought it was better to just let it be; anyway, Wen Xin still needed him for something, so she couldn't really do anything to him.

"If you don't admit it, then you solve the cloning issue. Next time, I don't want to hear any excuses."

Wen Xin lazed back in her chair, shifting her position and squinting at Yan Qing, waiting for him to give her a satisfactory reply.

Seemingly admitting defeat, Yan Qing turned his camera to face the computer next to him, showing his own screen to Wen Xin.

"Boss, you really are my ancestor, I'll get right on it now, and if you're worried, you can watch me the whole time..."