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"I won't bother looking at the report, what it says doesn't matter; what matters is what we do," Qin Muye said leisurely.
"I actually wanted you guys to see my driving skills, but it looks like you're not fans of the way a plane drifts through water channels," Qin Muye said with a tone of regret.
"No, the loss of control at Base X·631 was an accident, the only such incident in ten years," one of the supervisors interjected.
"By the way, we wouldn't be housing any lost controls here, would we?" Qin Muye asked.
"Well, I don't have that now," Qin Muye remarked, feeling that if he provoked a little more, the other party might actually open fire.
