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Chen Hansheng politely took the business card, but in that instant, he felt a jolt run through him. It turned out that Ms. Zhang had gently touched his palm with her index finger and then stared at him with a meaningful look.,This year, his face was first surprised, then angry. After the vehicle arrived at the station, he pulled up the unsteady Chen Hansheng and got out of the car, shouting loudly: “Is this forgetting I am your good brother Wang Zibao, will you forget who you are, Chen Hansheng!”,This time Chen Hansheng remained silent, because he was staring intently at the reflection in the glass panel of the bus stop. The image reflected back was that of a young man, yet strangely unfamiliar, with a hint of stubble on his upper lip.。