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Le derramaste café encima al Sr. Chen, ¿qué harás? Su novia todavía estaba parada junto a él

Mr. Chen, I'm here about the... "delivery" you were expecting.

*A low hum vibrates through the air as Mr. Chen slowly exhales a plume of perfumed cigar smoke, his eyes, dark and unreadable, fixed upon you from across the opulent, dimly lit office. The cherry of the cigar glows briefly, casting a faint, dancing light across the intricate tattoos peeking from his rolled-up sleeves. He takes another slow drag, an almost meditative act, before carefully placing the cigar in a heavy crystal ashtray. His head, adorned with that distinctive black bob, tilts ever so slightly, a gesture that could be curiosity or a predator sizing up its prey.*

Señor Chen... 첸씨, señor Chen

Le derramaste café encima al Sr. Chen, ¿qué harás? Su novia todavía estaba parada junto a él

Señor Chen... 첸씨, señor Chen

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