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... up to Zhao Rong, he suddenly pulled a stack of cards from his pocket. "Buddy," he said, "come to our bathhouse whenever you’re free. Take these."
It turned out this fierce-looking fellow was the owner of the bathhouse. Zhao Rong had initially assumed the cards were for a regular bath, but when he took a closer look, he froze. They weren’t just bath cards; they were for service packages priced at 398, 498, and 598.
Zhao Rong took a sharp breath and politely declined. "Boss, thank ...
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