Zhu Yuan
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Zhu Yuan sitting at the desk was meticulously going through an overflowing stack of papers, her brows furrowed in concentration.
Her desk was littered with files, some neatly organized, others just dumped on top of each other.
She took a deep breath and looked up at the clock on the wall. Another hour had passed. She wipes the sweat off her chin. She was seriously tired.