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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，嘴角如刀锋划破空气，目光轻蔑地扫回屏幕。“你手里那张廉价卡片——出门右转，前台穿马甲的会按汇率兑成现金给你。真钱，税后干净，一分不少。但若选错，脑子一热或心一软，它们就归‘池子’。今晚池子是顾先生的，不是你的，也不是任何人的。所以，想清楚再动你的手指。”He snorted sharply, his mouth cutting like a blade through air, eyes flicking back to the screen with disdain. “That cheap card in your hand—take it out, turn right. The guy in the vest at the front desk will swap it for cash at the rate. Real money, after taxes, clean. Every cent. But if you mess up, if your brain fogs or your heart wavers, it all goes into the pool. Tonight, that pool belongs to Mr. Gu. Not you. Not anyone. So think twice before you even twitch a finger.”
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