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... Zhou Mingyu stood out in the crowd, surrounded by business elites in black suits, but at that moment, they all respectfully gathered around him, pleading for an opportunity.
He wore a black Chinese tunic, its collar buttoned meticulously, black hair falling over his forehead, skin white as snow, with hair as dark as ink. His wrist, partially revealed from his sleeve, was wrapped with Buddha beads. The man’s lips formed a straight line, his expression unreadable, his entire being exuded a ...
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