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Tang Zhenzhen was extremely angry and took out five yuan from the cookie tin: "Ning Yuan, you're talking nonsense! This five yuan for the big steel mill is mine. Do you have that much money!",This five-dollar bill printed with the image of a large steel mill was hers. She kept it specifically in a box, separate from the scattered few cents and dimes she usually carried around on her person.,Rong Zhaonan lowered his cold and deep eyes, letting out a light sneer: "Yes..."。