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... nce room at a high-end hotel under the Hengdian complex,
the air conditioning was cranked up high, yet it couldn't disperse the stagnant atmosphere in the slightest.
Producer Zhang Wang had fine beads of sweat seeping from his forehead.
In the main seat, Yan Zheng sat upright like an old pine tree, his figure lean but his presence as steady as a mountain.
Behind him, his two young assistants wore expressions—one tense, the other feigning composure.
Jiang C ...
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