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[The cheongsam of the Republic of China hides a knife, and the smile quenches the poison]
"To live my life again, I want to be the kindling that burns down ten miles of foreign land!"
Between the neon lights of Paramount and the undercurrent of the Huangpu River, I tore up the ladies' masks and settled the blood debt with a Western abacus.
When Gu Mingyuan, a new financial upstart, pressed closer and closer, I twisted his tie into shackles with my backhand: "Second Young Master Gu, how many crocodile tears does your bank vault have enough to buy me?"
The gamble has begun - there is a gun hidden in the hidden pocket of the cheongsam, and the stock market secrets are locked in the pearl handbag.
Let's see who is the substitute lamb in this muddy water.
