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... owflakes blew with the cold wind, Old Lin smoked a cigarette while calling Zheng Bin to report.
Zheng Bin, who had just returned home for a hot shower, was instantly delighted: "Are you sure?"
"Of course, I saw it with my own eyes. Isn't it about the size of a fist? I saw someone selling it at my friend's shop."
"Great, great, Old Lin, you're doing me a huge favor this time. I'll treat you to drinks later."
"Zheng Bin, why don't you tell me where this gold sphere ...
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