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我写的双语小说《好运的代价》The Cost of Fortune他的脚步将他带向了一条小巷，巷口一块不起眼的霓虹招牌在潮湿的空气里嗡嗡作响，上面是两个简单的英文单词：幸运星。这不是赌场，至少明面上不是。它自称是一家“私人会员社交俱乐部”。陈伟在入口处整整站了两分钟，权衡着各种风险：法律上的、财务上的、职业上的以及声誉上的。每一次算计都在他脑海中闪过一个红色的“禁止”标志。然后，他推开了那扇厚重的皮革包覆的门。His steps led him into an alleyway, where a nondescript neon sign hummed in the damp air, bearing two simple English words: Lucky Star. This wasn’t a casino—at least, not on the surface. It called itself a “private members’ social club.” Chen Wei stood at the entrance for a full two minutes, weighing various risks: legal, financial, professional, and reputational. Every calculation flashed a red “prohibited” sign in his mind. Then, he pushed open the heavy, leather-clad door.
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