See how corrupt officials in China play with prostitutes

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A few days ago, due to business needs, I went to Shenyang to bid for an IC card prepaid electricity meter project.
The corruption I encountered during the process was incredibly varied and truly opened my eyes as a young man just starting out, giving me
a profound understanding of the meaning of corruption. Now I'm writing it down for everyone's reference.

I'm a sales manager at a professional IC card prepaid meter company, and our company is quite
well-known in the industry. Some time ago, the company was expanding its business in Shenyang, bidding for a 10,000 IC meter project.
On the morning of July 6th, before I even got out of bed, I received a call from the company's vice president, saying there was urgent business to handle in Shenyang and I needed to
come to the company immediately. I quickly washed up, took a taxi, and rushed to the company.

When I found the vice president, he told me with a serious face: "Last night we received a call from the Shenyang office. Our
operations have run into problems. We haven't managed our relationships well with some officials in charge of the bidding. The other companies
are all lobbying behind the scenes. If we don't take action soon, we probably have no chance."

Our vice president patted me on the shoulder and said, "You've been with the company for quite a while now, and we've given you all comprehensive training .
If you can complete this task, the position of deputy sales manager will be yours." The vice president
also issued a strict order: success is the only option; failure is not an option. The company is determined to secure this project at all costs.

After calming down, the first thing I did was
contact the manager of the Shenyang office as quickly as possible to understand the overall situation. There were roughly two issues: first, because the Shenyang office
operates on a self-financing basis, its operating expenses are stretched thin, far less than other companies; second,
there's the technical aspect, as the office lacks experience in this area.

After understanding the situation, I had a general idea. I knocked on the vice president's office door and presented my
ideas, including the issues of funding and technical support. The vice president considered it for a moment, then wrote down, "You take charge of this yourself
. Write the expense application, and I'll approve it. As for the technical issues, I'll send the company's best technical engineer with you."

After a busy morning, I hastily ate lunch and then got into
the company car with Xie, the company's technical engineer, to go to the airport. After a series of tedious security checks and boarding procedures, the plane finally took off.
The journey was uneventful, and we arrived at Shenyang Taoyuan Airport around 3 PM.

The people from the Shenyang office were already waiting there. After a few pleasantries, we hailed a taxi and headed straight to
the Dongyang Hotel, which had been reserved for us. In the hotel room, I met the Shenyang office manager. He
seemed very unsophisticated, dressed very plainly, the kind of person who would be easily lost in a crowd.

I didn't have time to listen to his rambling; I went straight to the point: the hottest restaurants in Shenyang right now, the best leisure and
entertainment centers, and where the prettiest girls are?

This guy was dumbfounded. "Damn it," he exclaimed, "this kind of guy is in charge of 10 people? Embarrassing!" I was angry,
but what could I do in this unfamiliar place?

Just when I was at my wit's end, I suddenly remembered a friend of mine who works on IC card prepaid water meters and
is the regional manager for the three northeastern provinces. He's supposedly a complete corrupt official, so I was overjoyed. I found him,
briefly explained the situation, and my friend laughed heartily: "Brother, you've come to the right person! I don't have any other skills, but I
spend my days eating and drinking with the water company guys. I can tell you this little thing. The hottest restaurant in Shenyang right now
is the newly opened 'Urban Oasis,' for karaoke it's 'Golden Splendor,' and for baths and massages it's 'Dahe' or 'Tianshi.'"

I took notes for a while, then handed them to the Shenyang office manager. This guy stared at me wide-eyed and
said, "You can't do all this without spending some money." I told him, "Hurry up and arrange it, don't worry about the money!"

This guy made the connections effortlessly. I wasn't idle either; I found
the phone number of the person in charge of bidding and contacted them. We exchanged some New Year's greetings, then had a long, rambling chat about dinner and such
. Surprisingly, the deputies were quite polite, but the person in charge kept saying he wasn't feeling well and could
n't come, using all sorts of polite excuses. He was still dragging his feet, and a chill ran down my spine. I thought to myself,
this guy is no pushover. Finally, he said something intriguing: "I'll
check again when I get off work.

" Damn, I was exhausted after a long day and just wanted to lie down. Just then, the manager from the Shenyang office returned and
told me that all the bookings were made and there wouldn't be any problems. I felt a little relieved. Suddenly, I remembered
something: Damn, people from Northeast China are incredibly good at drinking! There are only three of us, but they
have five according to the list. We definitely can't outdrink them! I quickly asked the office manager to go to the nearby Northeast Pharmacy
to buy some glucose, pine pollen, and other special medicines for alcohol, to prepare. By the time I got back to my hotel room, it was already
past 5 pm. Time flew by, and I had a vague feeling that a
fierce battle was about to begin that night.

I immediately contacted the person in charge of the bidding process. This time it went smoothly, and we arranged to meet in the lobby of our hotel.
After a quick tidy-up, we arrived at the lobby early to wait. Around 5:40, two
cars pulled up in front of the hotel, and six people got out. The one in the lead was a portly man who swaggered around. Our office manager
told me that this fat man was Director Jia, the main person in charge. We quickly went out to greet them and
exchanged pleasantries. The fat man waved to me as a greeting. We chatted in the lobby for a while. I suggested that we eat
and talk, and then we got into their car to go to "Urban Oasis."

We arrived at "Urban Oasis" shortly after, and it lived up to its reputation. It was already lunchtime, and there
weren't even any parking spaces left. Director Jia and I got out of the car, and with the help of security guards, we found a parking space. Led by the hostess
, we entered the restaurant. The interior was impressive, with artificial hills, strange rocks, fountains, and flowing water. Director Jia seemed
to be a regular, as he confidently led us to a private room on the second floor.

After a few pleasantries and being seated, we began ordering. The waitress was quite pretty, with a very pleasant voice. She
handed us the menu, which I gave to Director Jia. He politely declined a few times, placed the menu on the table, and told the waitress
to bring the usual three dishes. Everyone else nodded in agreement. After we had ordered a round of dishes, I asked for everyone's preferences.
After waiting for several main dishes, we ordered drinks. Director Jia loudly ordered, "The usual, Wuliangye!"
The waiter went downstairs, and some waiters came to serve us. They set out the tableware, and we chatted for a while.
One of the bidding comrades wanted a cigarette and ordered a carton of Zhonghua cigarettes. Damn, that's too much! A little while

later, the dishes arrived. Damn, they even brought out turtle! What? Braised sea cucumber, abalone in sake...
A table was laden with fish
raised his glass and said, "This glass is to welcome our little brother from Beijing! Cheers!" (**, no
distinction between host and guest!**) I picked up my glass, took a sip, and glanced at him—good heavens, Director Jia had downed the entire glass in one gulp!
(And it was a three-ounce glass!) I couldn't drink with him.

Luckily, I'm not a lightweight. Then everyone drank freely, urging each other to drink. Before long, five bottles of Wuliangye were
gone. Director Jia, enjoying himself, shouted for more wine. Soon, the waiter brought over five more bottles. I thought to myself, "
This is going to be a drinking disaster." Before I knew it, another three bottles had been downed. Everyone was starting to feel a bit tipsy.
I stood up to toast Director Jia, but after much persuasion, he insisted that one of us technical engineers drink it with him.
Our colleague Xie was almost passed out, refusing to drink any more. We were at an impasse. I spent ages trying to persuade him
, and he finally agreed to take a big gulp; the rest was mine. I had no choice but to go for it! I downed almost
two large glasses in one go, and immediately my stomach churned, my vision blurred, and I knew I was in trouble. I excused myself to go to the restroom and vomited violently
. Luckily, the alcohol hadn't hit me too hard yet, and I drank a little more when I got back.

Seeing everyone satisfied, I paid the bill—damn! Over 8400 yuan for one meal! I'd only ever
seen that on TV before. Enough talk. As we left, Director Jia, burping from drinking, patted me on the shoulder and said, "Little brother, that was great!"
"Hey, let's go have some fun, bro!" (Our engineer's already passed out. I told the office manager to take
him home.) I'll go play with them myself, to avoid them spreading rumors about me later. Soon the car arrived at the "Tianshi
Bath Center." We got out, took a shower—nothing much to say.

The Tianshi Bath Center has three floors: the first floor is for bathing, the second floor is a public information hall for ordinary people, and the third floor is for
the wealthy. We went straight to the third floor. Director Jia suggested we play cards for a bit, to have some fun. I reluctantly
joined in. There were too many people to play mahjong, so we played Texas Hold'em instead, 20 yuan as the base bet, no upper limit
. The scene was truly spectacular—thick stacks of RMB on the table. Sigh! In less than an hour, I lost 300 yuan.
There were over 0 people, but what could I do? I just wanted to make the boss happy.

Director Jia was having a great time, so he called over a waiter, whispered a few words to him, and the waiter quickly
ran out. A short while
later, a woman around 40 years old, who looked like the type who plays madam, came in. She beamed at Director Jia, flirted with him for a while, and then led us out of the card room. We walked through two corridors
to the front desk, where she made a phone call (some of the guys said they had family matters to attend to and had to leave early;
Director Jia didn't try to stop them, I just said a polite greeting). Then she led us up the stairs to the fourth floor. She hesitated
a few times before the door opened. We slipped inside and found a
completely new world, very tastefully decorated and grand. We walked less than 10 meters, and... wow! My eyes lit up.
There were two rows of completely naked women on both sides of the corridor, looking to be at least 40 years old. Fifty men were there. Director A led the way,
touching and patting everything as if admiring a fine work of art. The other men, not to be outdone,
joined in.

Director A picked two beauties for a threesome, and the others did the same, heading to their rooms after making their choices
. Then Director A suddenly remembered something, ran back to me, and said, "Young man, which one do you like? Two
, please!" I said I'd had too much to drink, and Director A's face immediately darkened. I had no choice but to pick two
decent-looking women and go to their room. As soon as I entered and turned on the light, wow! It was even more luxurious than the hotel I usually stay in. I lay down
on the bed, and they began their work: oil massage, roaming, oral sex. I thought to myself, why do so many people want to be
officials? It turns out being an official is good. To avoid explicit content, feel free to use your imagination.

In short, one word: awesome! Actually, the so-called private room was very simple in construction, just nicely decorated. The sounds of moaning and groaning from next door
were quite a spectacle. I finished quickly (young people will be young
). While the intense activity next door continued, with loud slapping sounds, I lay on my bed and suddenly thought,
what if this Director Jia stood me up? What if other people brought him here too? What would I do? If I didn't handle it well,
how would I explain it back to my unit? Suddenly, all my drunkenness vanished. Then an idea popped into
my head: record it! Yes, record their shameful behavior, then I'd have leverage over them. Let's see how they try to back out then!

Having made up my mind, I cleared the videos from my Nokia 3650 and quietly left...
I left my private room. The door wasn't closed; there was only a white, transparent curtain. Since the
Nokia 3650's recording time is about 1-3 minutes, I first checked which private
room Director Jia was in. I looked down the hallway and saw no one else. I tiptoed over and peeked inside. This wasn't the room;
they were making a lot of noise inside. I checked another room, but it still wasn't the right one. Damn it, where is he? There are more ahead...
I sneaked into one
I almost had a heart attack. The woman was startled too. I pretended nothing was wrong, smiled at her, and
casually touched her breasts. Damn! Not bad, the woman cursed, "Are you crazy?" and left. I peeked inside and saw
Director Jia lying there on his back, a woman practicing her oral skills. Seize the opportunity! I recorded, I recorded!
Damn! Mission accomplished.

After recording, I secretly returned to my private room, secretly gloating. I was halfway there. Soon everyone
finished their "battle," and Director Jia looked very satisfied.

We called over their "mama's boy," chatted for a while, and Director Jia said, "The salt milk bath here is good, good for strengthening the body." The
so-called salt milk bath is basically a woman giving you a bath—the kind that only takes off, not lands. I've been through so much...
I was really tired after a long day, feeling a bit groggy. After a while, everyone finished showering, so I took a quick shower and went to the counter
to pay the bill. Damn! It cost over 4000 yuan.

But I felt it was too much. After I paid, Director Jia and the others came out one after another. I thought that was
the end of the day, and everyone could go home. But then Director Jia said, "Brother, there's a nice karaoke bar not far ahead. It's my treat,
let's eat and have some fun." My head started spinning; I was almost out of money.

Director Jia kept urging me to go, so I had no choice but to bite the bullet and go pick up girls. I had two plans:
if they accepted credit cards, the money in my account was probably fine; if they didn't, I'd have to call our Shenyang
office manager.

On the way, I secretly sent a text message. The corruption that followed was beyond your wildest imagination.

The car wound its way through the streets, making me dizzy and disoriented. Soon it stopped in front of a glittering building.
I got out and saw it really was the glittering KTV. We went upstairs, found a large private room, and asked the waiter for
drinks. Since I wasn't familiar with the area, Lao Jia's henchman ordered all the drinks. They were brought out quickly, and to my
utter dismay, they were imported liquor! I cursed the idiot in my mind while maintaining a smile on my face
. We drank and chatted, but the atmosphere wasn't very good. Lao Jia and his henchman said something, and the henchman went out,
returning shortly with several stunningly beautiful women. My eyes widened; they were truly gorgeous.

The lights in the room dimmed, and the music became louder. I realized—strippers. And sure enough
, to the rhythm of the music, they started taking off their clothes, one piece, two pieces, until they were like naked chickens
writhing under the lights, occasionally striking very lewd poses. Damn! Thankfully, I had a good time just now, otherwise I would
definitely have gotten a nosebleed.

If you think that's the most corrupt thing, then you're really wrong. What happened next was something that
neither I nor anyone else could have imagined. Just as I was getting excited, Director Jia came up to me and
said, "Brother, how about it? Want to see something amazing?" I nodded. Old Jia handed me two glasses of foreign liquor and said, "Bottoms up
, brother, let me show you something new." Without saying a word, I downed them in one gulp, and snot and tears streamed down my face.
It was so awful! What kind of lousy foreign liquor was this? Old Jia laughed at my embarrassing appearance, said a few words to his henchman, and the henchman
went to find the boss. A while later, several burly men came in. I guess you can guess what it is now—live
broadcast, sex, SM, threesomes, etc. It was a once-in-a-lifetime event, so spectacular, and you could even participate yourself.
I can only describe it with four words: utterly corrupt.

I then wrote down our negotiations and the final results for everyone, as a way of giving an account. Looking at
the chaotic scene before me, I truly admired these officials from the bottom of my heart. In public and in private,
Old Jia kept urging me to drink, and I drank glass after glass. I wondered if our deal would be
successful tomorrow; I figured I should just live for the moment.

Old Jia and I became sworn brothers, drinking ourselves into a stupor. When I woke up in the morning, it was almost 9 a.m. Old Jia was nowhere to be found
, only his driver remained. This guy was exhausted from last night and was sleeping soundly. Just then, the phone rang
. It was the company's vice president calling, asking about the situation. I mumbled a few words and hung up. Old Jia
's driver woke up and told me that Director Jia had instructed me to come to his office this morning to discuss the bidding situation.
I paid the bill and left. Thank goodness they accept credit cards here.

When I arrived at Lao Jia's office, it was truly impressive. Lao Jia was resting with his eyes closed. He gestured to the sofa, his usual
friendly demeanor from the previous night's drinking session replaced by an air of authority.

A terrifying silence followed. After a long pause, Lao Jia spoke, "It's not that I don't want to help you, but there are connections with another company
." My mind went blank.

I was at a loss, but I knew I couldn't reveal the crucial information until the very last moment. I remained silent for a
while, then said to Lao Jia, "Is this fair to me? Knowing they have connections, why are you doing this? How am I
supposed to explain this to the company? I need an answer." My face was contorted with rage, my fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

Lao Jia spoke, "Don't be angry. There's a solution. Actually, being a manager
isn't easy either. My son is going abroad to study in a few days. Sigh!"

My mind raced. What did Lao Jia mean? Was he implying something? I decided to be
direct. I asked Lao Jia, "Give me a number. I'm the authorized representative; I have the right to decide." Old Jia smiled at me
and said, "Wait a moment, I have some business to attend to. I'll treat you to a simple lunch."

I dozed off for a while on the sofa in Old Jia's office. Soon it was noon. We went to
a restaurant near his workplace, found a private room, ordered some simple dishes and a few beers, and chatted as we ate. "Director Jia
, what do you think?" "We're brothers," Old Jia
said, taking a sip of beer, lighting a cigarette, and taking two deep drags. "What price are you planning to quote? One of the other three has withdrawn, and
the other two are from the same company. One of them is a shill, you understand? The shill quoted a higher price
. What's your price?" I tentatively quoted 3.8 million. Old Jia almost
spat out his beer. "Brother, are you kidding me? Their price is hundreds of thousands lower than yours!" I lit a
cigarette and asked, "Old Jia, how much do you want? We can take it, and we'll guarantee your profit." Old Jia lowered his head
, remaining silent. After a long pause, he squeezed out a number through gritted teeth: 250,000. "I'll help you settle this. Your bid is 3.5 million.
Send me 100,000 first. After you win the bid, send me the remaining 150,000.

" Wow! That went too smoothly. After eating and drinking my fill, I excused myself, saying I wasn't feeling well, and went back to the hotel to rest. Old Jia didn't
try to stop me. Back at the hotel, I called the deputy general manager in Beijing. The deputy general manager didn't give a direct answer,
only a verbal agreement. He said, "I'll check with the finance department and then contact you again." The deputy general manager hung up, and I lay
on the bed, bored. "Oh right, I should contact my buddy who makes IC card prepaid water meters. It's been a long time since we've seen each other
." The call went through, and soon my buddy arrived at my hotel by taxi. We chatted for a while, and I told him about the corruption from last night
. My buddy laughed and said, "It's nothing special. Those of us in the water industry are even more corrupt."
They went even further. A few days ago, I took a buddy to an Apollo bath. It was even more outrageous—have you ever seen sex in water?
Three beautiful women were serving him. When I heard that, I was like a small fry compared to a big fish. I
chatted with my buddy for a while. Around 3 pm, Lao Jia called to tell me about the bidding tomorrow morning at 9 am, and that he
'd be talking to some other deputies that evening. He hung up.

I was depressed. My budget was already overdrawn, and I didn't have much money left in my account. What was I going to do
? I contacted the deputy general manager in Beijing and explained the situation. The deputy general manager immediately panicked. "What? You
spent so much money in one night? This is the entire bidding budget!" I felt like my head was
about to explode. I had no idea what the deputy general manager was yelling about on the phone. I hung up the phone, so angry that I kicked
over the coffee table. My friend was watching TV, and it startled him. Seeing my bad mood, he quickly made
me sit down. My temper flared, and I started complaining to him.

After venting for a while, I calmed down. What was I going to do tonight? I had no choice but to contact the company's vice
president to ask for the expenses. I first admitted my mistake, then explained my difficulties, hoping the company could
provide some compensation so I could give them an explanation. The vice president's tone on the phone was very harsh. He told me that he had just
calculated with finance, and if the order was done this way, the company's profit would be very low. He was very dissatisfied with my approach
. Then he told me that firstly, the company wouldn't add any expenses, and any further costs would be
borne by me personally. Secondly, he asked if the rebate for Lao Jia could be lowered. After saying that, he hung up, and I felt like I had fallen
into an ice cave.

I really didn't know what to do; I couldn't even describe how I felt at that moment. At first,
everything they said sounded good, telling me they'd spare no expense. Damn it, they're already feeling the pinch after spending so little?
Are they even human? They wanted me to pay for it myself, and I refused! Why should I pay? I was
furious. At this point, my buddy analyzed the situation for me and suggested a few plans, but none of them were feasible and
were rejected one by one. Then my wife texted me, mainly telling me to take care of myself. Damn it
, what time is it? She still has the nerve to talk about this! Just as I was about to delete the message, a thought struck me: Could this
little video recording possibly have some effect? I immediately told my buddy the idea, and after discussing it
for a while, a plan was born.

That night, Lao Jia and I indulged in another round of debauchery, not much better than yesterday. I really admire Lao Jia; he's quite old, yet his
sex drive is so strong. We had another threesome. Afterwards, we went to a bar and drank red wine and spirits like crazy. What
a decadent lifestyle! I even got another 6,000 yuan reimbursed that night.

The next day, I got up early and went to the main conference room of Lao Jia's office building. I had already notified
the people in the Shenyang office to deposit 100,000 yuan into Lao Jia's account. I leisurely smoked a cigarette, waiting for the bidding to begin, feeling confident of victory.
The representatives of the other two companies also looked relaxed. A little while later, Lao Jia and his assistants came in, their faces serious .
After taking their seats, the bidding began. Each representative briefly introduced their company's background and advantages, etc. Then,
each representative handed their company's bid documents to Lao Jia, all sealed, which he personally opened.
Then they left to rest and wait for the results.

I leisurely smoked my cigarette, stealing a glance at the representatives of the other two companies. They also looked composed.
Damn! Let's see how long you can last. My phone rang; it was Lao Jia calling. Hehe, mission accomplished! I answered
the phone: "Brother, this isn't easy. The higher-ups just called and gave me instructions. Looks like you're in deep
trouble this time." I was stunned. What? After a long pause, I blurted out: "Brother Jia, are you kidding me?" Old Jia said: "
It's really not like that. I'm in a real bind."

I didn't want to listen to Old Jia's explanation. I told him one thing: for me, there's no failure, only
success. Old Jia said: "I'll contact you later." In a secluded corner downstairs, Old Jia said to me: "Brother,
I'll return the 100,000 to you. We'll be good buddies from now on." Damn! Does he think I'm a three-year-old? I didn't say anything. An awkward
silence followed. Old Jia spoke: "Brother, I've done my best. What do you want to do?" I said to Old Jia: "I don't want to do anything.
I just want this order, nothing else." Old Jia said: "I really did my best. I have no other way.
Take the money back. If you need anything in the future, come to me, okay?" I was furious. I told Lao Jia, "I
can't explain this to the company. I spent too much money, and I can't get reimbursed. What am I supposed to do? I have a bad tongue, and when I'm drunk, I
talk nonsense everywhere." Lao Jia said, "Don't be like that. We'll still be good friends. Besides ,
do you think anyone will believe what you're saying?" I said, "Really? I have a video. Do you want to see it?" "What?" Lao Jia jumped up.

I gently told Lao Jia, "Don't get excited.
The video is with my buddy. With just one phone call, it'll be all over the world. If you don't believe me, you can ask the girl from that day if I
secretly filmed her at the door. You'll have to figure out what to do with the order."

I whistled and left. I didn't know what would happen next, or what I should do next. I was
really confused. Was my plan going to fall through? Just as I got back to the hotel, Lao Jia called to tell me that the order
would be released in two days later and he wanted to meet me. I discussed it with my buddy, and for safety's sake, I moved to my buddy
's office.

I told Lao Jia that I meant no harm, I was definitely going to take this project, and I was waiting for his news. Two agonizing days
passed, and Lao Jia didn't contact me, nor did I.

On the morning of the third day, Lao Jia called me, telling me that our company would handle the order and that I needed to come and sign
the contract, and to bring my phone. What the hell! Did he think I was crazy? I brought our technical staff, and my buddy
followed us in a taxi, just in case.

We arrived at Lao Jia's office building. We went upstairs to sign the contract. Lao Jia stamped it and gave me two copies (I took them back to
my company to get stamped). Lao Jia saw me downstairs and asked when the remaining money would arrive. I told him I would
process it after I returned to Beijing, and that I would send it to him by express delivery after I returned safely to Beijing, as I was afraid I wouldn't be able to get back to Beijing alive. Lao Jia said: "Sure
, I can give you the order. If you don't keep your word, I can cancel the order; I have that ability
."

The technicians and I flew back to Beijing that afternoon. We went back to the company to get the official stamp. I called Lao Jia and told
him to transfer the first prepayment to our company account according to the contract so I could transfer the phone and the remaining money to him
. Lao Jia readily agreed. A few days later, 50% of the payment, 1.75 million, arrived in the account. I withdrew
100,000 in cash from the company. I told Lao Jia that my company didn't reimburse my business expenses. My family is poor, and I can't
pay for it myself, so I had to deduct a portion.

Lao Jia almost went crazy, asking how much I wanted deducted. I told him I wanted the remaining 100,000. Before I could finish,
Lao Jia roared on the other end of the phone: "You're being unreasonable! Don't push me too far!" I interrupted
him: "I was just joking, don't take it seriously. How much do you think is appropriate for me?" After discussing it for a long time,
I withdrew 50,000 and gave Lao Jia 100,000. Then I sent the phone to Lao Jia via express forwarding.

I always felt there was something wrong with the batch of IC card meters we sold. I couldn't quite put my finger on what the problem was;
it was just the engineers saying that our company was preparing to stop production, so we were dumping the stock on customers. That's when I understood
the meaning of the vice president's words, "Success at all costs." I knew something bad was bound to happen sooner
or later, so I figured the best course of action was to flee. That's why I've been processing my resignation these past few days.

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