On Tianping street, thousands of Ferdinand "slapped" a pile of papers on his desk, as if it were not a stack of paper, but a pile of charcoal.


    He looked at Joe, then at hammer, and then laughed a few times, then turned and left.


    "Joke, hammer, old friend, it''s just a joke, don''t take it seriously Next week No, next month, I''ll buy you a drink


    Ferdinand ran. He ran away.


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