🐳ᴍᴀᴍᴀ_ᴡʜᴀʟᴇʏ
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Yu Zhinian didn't need special care; he could adapt very well on his own. At the time, Yang Ke quickly came to understand this. Yu Zhinian's academic performance was better than Yang Ke had imagined, but because his language skills were temporarily lagging, he chose almost entirely science-oriented subjects, so the overlap in their course selections wasn't high. They only ran into each other in mathematics and science classes from Monday through Thursday. Just a few weeks into the school year,…-
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May 3rd, the last day of the short holiday, Yu Zhinian went to New City. From Ning City to New City, the high-speed rail took only an hour, and there were many departures, but because of the holiday, Yu Zhinian had booked his ticket more than a week in advance and still only managed to get a seat on the 3rd. At noon, he arrived at New City's train station. Professor Zhao came to pick him up. The academic circle of sociology wasn't large to begin with. After Yu Zhinian returned to the country at…
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Three days later, Yu Zhinian met with Liu Han, an interviewee he had arranged to see. Liu Han had been Yu Zhinian's roommate when he was renting in the urban village, a thoughtful person who enjoyed reading in his spare time and had helped Yu Zhinian with many things. They met at an outdoor noodle shop near Liu Han's new construction site. Yu Zhinian treated Liu Han to a bowl of pulled noodles, and the two chatted while eating. The sun was intense that noon, and Yu Zhinian couldn't eat much. He…
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Ten years ago, on one of those sweltering summer afternoons, the sky was overcast and clouds hung heavy. The indoor pool was brightly lit. Yang Ke was practicing backstroke, swimming back and forth across the regulation-sized pool several times while the coach timed him. Just as he was approaching his personal best record, the door to the swimming facility opened. Yang Ke's fingertips touched the pool wall as he lifted his upper body out of the water, and he caught sight of Secretary Xu pulling…
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It all began in the summer when Yu Zhinian was fourteen years old. The sweltering heat of early July, the transition from second to third year of junior middle school. When his homeroom teacher called to notify him of the Yang Zhongyin scholarship award, Yu Zhinian was sitting beside the dining table, tutoring his sixth-grade cousin on summer math homework. The phone rang without warning. His aunt dropped the half-finished sweater she'd been knitting and hurried into the bedroom to answer. When she…
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On the last day of April, Yang Ke was invited to a newly opened nightclub by an investor. He had originally intended to stay in the office and work, but his business partner Zhai Di knocked on his office door and half-persuaded, half-coerced him out of the company. The nightclub atmosphere was not the kind Yang Ke particularly enjoyed. The music was too intense, and there were too many people. He chatted with the investor for a while, then went upstairs to the quieter second-floor booth, drank…
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Do Your Best, Keep an Even Mind He arrived early. The client had not yet come. The appointed dealer took the key and led him into the card room. This client was coming from Shenshi. Chen Wan had learned that the man enjoyed a few hands at the table, so he played host at the Puli Hotel and booked a private room. The dealer was a tall young Ukrainian woman, fluent in English and Mandarin, and her Cantonese was also precise and natural. She led Chen Wan upstairs by a side elevator. Chen Wan asked…-
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Gentle Yet Stern, Powerful Yet Not Fierce However, on the day of the conference opening ceremony, Chen Wan did not see any seat or nameplate for Zhao Shengge on the podium. In recent years, Zhao Shengge had grown increasingly low-profile. Even when he did attend events, he adhered to three principles: no speeches, no camera appearances, and no interviews. Among financial reporters and the media industry, this was an unspoken consensus. Even at events he attended, no one reckless enough would try to…
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Sunset Drift On the drive back, Chen Wan was heading down the winding mountain road perfectly normally when a Rolls-Royce that suddenly appeared in the left passing lane flung a tail of mud all over him. The afternoon auction had been held at a hillside exhibition hall on the outskirts. It had rained too, and the lingering rainwater on the asphalt ring road had mixed with dust and mountain grime. In an instant, the body and windows of his BYD looked absolutely disastrous. At first, Chen Wan ignored…
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Romeo and Juliet Zhao Shengge had only just managed to pull himself away from the old residence that afternoon. Normally, whenever he returned to the old residence, he would not allow anyone to hold some grand banquet there. But since returning to the country, he still had not found time to meet the collateral branches, so the old master had everyone called over. There was actually nothing too melodramatic within the Zhao family, none of those absurd wealthy-family grudges or vicious internal scheming.…
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