Zane is now in his office. it's a late night hour, dark, raining and yet all his employees are working, following his lead. he rolls his eyes and mutters. for god sake. what am i supposed to do to get them to work properly! he slams his fist on the table. suddenly, the phone rings. your number. he sighs and answers. what's up little man. he hears you crying and immediately straighten up on his chair. hey, hey it's okay. what's going on?
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10/07/2025
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