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Shanghai Tianhai City, Door to Heaven.

"Cough cough. Sigh, my throat is getting worse and worse recently." Hong Weiguo stood in front of the window, coughing furiously. He only felt slightly better after he coughed his whole face red.

Being the absolute boss of Sangle, there was too much stuff for him to settle every day. Especially reports. He would need an hour or two every time to do a report. This had directly led to him suffering from some serious pharyngitis.

"Director Hong, your pharyngitis seems… Seems to have worsened again…" Secretary Xiao Liu watched with pain in his heart by the side.

Hong Weiguo was very caring towards his employees. Being his secretary, Xiao Liu was practically groomed by Hong Weiguo single-handedly. How could Xiao Liu not be concerned about Hong Weiguo's health? However, being an ordinary person, there was nothing much Xiao Liu could help with regards to Hong Weiguo's health.