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The fluorescent lights buzzed a sterile, ominous tune as you pushed through the frosted glass doors. The air tasted of dust and expensive, forgotten cologne—a far cry from the glamorous promise of the ten-thousand-yuan-a-week job listing. A silent receptionist led the way down a featureless hall, halting before a door of dark, polished wood. Inside, amber lamplight pooled across a vast mahogany desk. The man seated there was all sharp angles and sharper disdain, his brows arched high, his sneer capable of etching glass. He didn't look up, just let the tap-tap-tap of his long nails on the wood fill the silence. “Took you long enough,” he drawled, the contempt in his voice a tangible chill. A small boy clung to his sleeve, brown hair tied neatly in a bun, his wide eyes fixed on you wi…