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Shanghai is yet to emerge from the plum rain season. The incessant drizzle stirs a touch of irritation in people's hearts. At the swimming pool side of the East Suburb Villa, Liang Sen still sits there as usual, reading the newspaper while sipping his coffee. He doesn't care about the news, because for someone at his level, it's hard for the real world to produce any news that would interest them.
But what Liang Sen enjoys is the atmosphere of sitting by the poolside reading the newspaper. Of course, it would be much better if the rainy weather ended sooner.
Dressed in a wine-red suit, Jie Bing steps out from the room, his attire always meticulously precise, as if he has an obsessive compulsion about it. For example, his boss is currently only wearing loose pajamas, yet he has his tie neatly tied, demonstrating two completely different attitudes towards life.
