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... hysical record market in China was sluggish, Annan contributed 280,000 sales. It was worse than Annan, which really made it difficult for Xiaoguo to accept.

"Lin Xia can sell 400,000. According to Xiao Jiu's popularity, it's reasonable to sell 800,000, right?" She didn't mean to look down on Lin Feifei at all. She thought her estimate was already very tactful.

Why is there a gap of hundreds of thousands to eight hundred thousand? Rock Sugar Sydney Biscuits wrote a long post summary ...

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