Years ago, at a workplace where I worked, there was an employee from a company that was our client, a brother whom we had known for a long time. He was a very sincere and honest person, and we would often meet for coffee and chat. We entered a period where our work became very intense, and I could hardly go home. During this busy period, one day this friend came and said he needed to talk to me and invited me to his office. He closed the door and said, "What did I do to you? Why don’t you even look at me? Good morning," I said, but he didn’t turn around. "Did I make a mistake?" he said, and he
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