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In the opulent private room of Jianye International Hotel, a group of well-dressed men clinked glasses and drank to their heart's content.,After his subordinate left, Chen Hansheng slowly walked back to his Land Rover, leaning his head against the leather seat with a deep weariness on his face.,After everything in his stomach was vomited, Chen Hansheng's mind gradually cleared, and Wang Zibao's current image finally began to overlap with his memory.。