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我写的双语小说《好运的代价》The Cost of Fortune他嗤笑一声，嘴角的弧度像刀锋划过空气，重新看回屏幕，目光里满是轻蔑与不耐。“你手里的塑料片——对，就是那张薄薄的、廉价的卡片——出门右转，前台那个穿马甲的会按当前汇率换成现金给你。真钱。不是游戏币，不是代金券，是实打实的、能砸出响声的钞票。税后的。干干净净，一分不少。当然，如果你选错了，脑子一热或者心一软，它们就归‘池子’。而池子，今晚属于顾先生。明白吗？所以，想清楚再动你的手指头。”He let out a sharp snort, the corner of his mouth curving like a blade slicing through air, before turning back to the screen with eyes full of disdain and impatience. “That piece of plastic in your hand — yes, that thin, cheap little card — take it out the door, turn right. The guy in the vest at the front desk will exchange it for cash at the current rate. Real money. Not game tokens, not vouchers — cold, hard cash that actually clinks when it hits the table. After taxes. Clean, every last cent accounted for. But if you make the wrong call, if your brain goes fuzzy or your heart goes soft, it all goes into the pool. And tonight, that pool belongs to Mr. Gu. Got it? The pool is Mr. Gu’s. So think carefully before you so much as twitch a finger.”
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