Black Leather Shoes, White Leather Shoes (novelette)
by Ma Mei
About This Novel
Wandering in the world, it has experienced many vicissitudes of life. Ups and downs, depending on the difference of a thought; stillness and movement, within a square inch. If I get it, I'm lucky; if I don't get it, it's my fate. No matter how strong the human hand is, it cannot be stronger than the pusher of destiny. Thus, there is the story of Wang Zhongliang, who was promoted to Xiaomin. Wangfujing Street is very lively in the evening. Anyone who travels to Beijing will make the last stop of their trip to this place to watch the excitement, catch up on something new, or pick out one or two satisfying gifts for their family, which can be regarded as a souvenir of their visit to the capital city of Beijing. Wang Zhongliang was walking on the street with the dense crowd. This man who was almost forty years old still looked high-spirited. His thick eyebrows and high bridge of nose showed his sharp and cold handsomeness. There was a pair of thin gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, which gave him a rare scholarly atmosphere.
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