In a dilapidated but somewhat depressing courtyard house, a man was looking at the antiques he had found. Outside the courtyard was a man sweeping the floor. When he entered the courtyard, he waved to the man who was looking at antiques.
"Old Cheng, you are looking at this thing again. Stop looking, we have a guest."
"Oh, okay, got it."
Standing outside the courtyard gate was a man in a suit with a straight nose and a mole at the end of his eye...
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