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我写的双语小说《好运的代价》The Cost of Fortune陈伟心里咯噔一下。他快速整理了一下情绪，拿起笔记本和一份打印好的报告，走向那间可以俯瞰黄浦江的角落办公室。上司没有坐在他那张巨大的核桃木办公桌后，而是站在落地窗前，背对着他。“坐。” 声音听不出情绪。Chen Wei's heart skipped a beat. He quickly composed himself, picked up his notebook and a printed report, and walked to the corner office overlooking the Huangpu River.His supervisor wasn't sitting behind the massive walnut desk, but was standing at the floor-to-ceiling window, his back to the room. "Sit." His tone was unreadable.
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