GRIDLOCK

They rolled down the windows, letting in buckets of warm, tar-scented air. Bursts of frenetic salsa filled the car. The girl talked about LA in a low voice. No one understood a word.

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BUND GIRLS

He wanted to see his wife throw some dividends, he wasn’t running a charity after all. But anyone can see that mixing Bei and business is not a good idea.

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