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Iceberg Vest: Mr. Pei Can't Hide It
At eleven o'clock in the evening, the city finally came to a standstill for a while. Pei Wen squatted in front of the shelf, wiping the drink bottles on the bottom with the rag in his hand. One of the light tubes in the convenience store was broken and flickering, making the whole store look like a scene from a ghost movie. He didn't care, anyway, he and Xiaopang were the only ones working the night shift in this shabby shop, and there weren't many customers during the day, let alone late at ni
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Kachitong Wanjie
Gu Zheng felt that he must have stepped on dog shit today. No, he steps in dog shit every day. The alleys in this slum are full of dog shit. He should be used to it. But today the feeling was particularly strong. His right eyelid had been beating non-stop since he woke up in the morning, which made him panic. "Damn, if your left eye jumps for money and the right eye jumps for disaster, I'm afraid I'm going to have bad luck today." Gu Zheng muttered as he put the tattered sack on his shoulder.
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Rewind Desert Island
The third bottle of Maotai has been opened on the wine table. Ye Yu held the cup and looked at Chen Mo across from him with a smile, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes widening: "Old Chen, are these ten years worth it?" "It's worth it!" Chen Mo stood up, with his suit buttons open and tie tilted to one side, his face as red as a monkey's butt, "Brother Yu, let me tell you, from the moment we were eating instant noodles in the rental house, I knew you were a fucking talent!" A circle of p
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