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"Where was this date?" Yang Yu shook his head: "It was just a banquet. We had dinner, a few drinks, went to an auction, and even danced a bit."

"That doesn't count as a date?" Shi Deng scoffed with an eye roll.

Gao Dewei extended his hand with purpose: "Hua Zi!"

"Got it, got it." Yang Yu promptly placed a pack of soft Chunghwa cigarettes in Gao Dewei's waiting hand.

"Damn

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