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The middle-aged man didn't dare to be as casual as before. I counted out three hundred-dollar bills, took out a twenty and a ten-dollar bill, and left the last one in his pocket.

He took out a cigarette and lit it. The middle-aged man took a puff and blew out a smoke ring in pleasure. Then, he said to Qin Shiyu, "The remaining one, I really don't have any left