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sntep2
SƠN & Chống Thấm :
3-4 tuần k bao giờ đủ độ khô ..còn tuỳ thời tiết ..
2024-07-14 16:10:09
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nguoi_hai_que
Lê Trọng :
làm như vậy chủ nhà nó áp dụng vào chắc phải một năm mới dao được một căn
2024-07-14 12:10:45
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ngi.n.sau.mt.tnh.y
người đến sau :
chính xác a kỹ thuật a có nếu ai cũng được có kỹ thuật như a vậy thì nghề của e đâu ai coi thương nè a
2024-07-25 14:01:56
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irimadesio
Trọng Nguyễn :
Máy check độ ẩm này a dùng loại nào thế
2024-07-13 02:26:06
1
thantrang34
Thân Trạng Land :
Xây phải chống nứt nghen
2024-08-01 13:20:08
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lcaludoor.com
Châu LC WINDOW :
Làm vậy thì quá xịn luôn a ơi
2024-07-18 07:16:45
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sumo3tuoi
Sumo nè :
đợi tường khô sơn nước đói lun😂
2024-07-18 12:34:07
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viettelcmu
viettelcmu :
A ơi! Giờ Miền Tây đang là mùa mưa, nên thời điểm nào thì bả matic và sơn được a?
2024-07-13 05:41:05
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ahrom82
Ah Rom :
máy nhỏ gọn tiện quá a
2024-07-12 18:03:37
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chuotu1
chuotu :
còn ốp gạch thì bao lâu mới ốp gạch lên tường vậy anh?
2024-07-13 22:59:17
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bam_bolina
bam_bolina :
Đúng
2024-07-25 18:55:44
1
hin12464
Hiền đô@ :
Bột nào trát dc anh
2024-08-20 07:10:21
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user2489158128342
Anh Duong :
Bạn mua ở đâu may đo độ ẩm đấy chỉ mình với
2024-09-08 00:11:19
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vannguyen_2710
vannguyen_2710 :
Sơn thì nên lót và phủ mấy lớp ok vậy mn
2024-08-23 15:54:17
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lc.zudos
Lộc Zudos :
bạn bán nhà hả 😳😳😳😳
2024-08-06 15:08:08
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reticent.04
bánh mì bơ đường :
trong thời gian đợi tường khô thì thợ sẽ làm gì vậy a
2024-10-02 16:22:08
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_daohuyen_
☯️Tuấn Phạm☯️ :
máy đó chắc 20tr quá
2024-09-15 05:10:32
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minhtiene168
Danh Minh Tien :
làm bân giờ toàn là bữa nay tô ngày mai họ chét luôn tồi chứ đợi gì
2024-08-03 10:08:47
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hainguyen919620793
Hai Nguyen :
lý thuyết thôi chứ thực hành mới biết nha pen
2024-08-03 16:29:46
0
kanq483
Su Su :
làm theo kinh nghiệm
2024-08-12 14:17:41
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23typhoon
Nguyễn Bình :
cứ có liên quan XM là sau 28 ngày
2024-08-03 14:05:08
0
vn.nguyn.pht
Văn Nguyễn Phát :
nói lý thuyết thực hành thử tôi coi
2024-08-13 08:19:36
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nguyen.quynh96
Nguyễn Quỳnh :
Nhà e tô xong hồi tháng 10, đến giờ gần 2 tháng rồi mà vào mùa mưa nên mưa suốt, này nên trít bã k a
2024-11-26 13:38:04
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