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The Elevator Without Pedal

Author: Xiaoyaojin 2010

The beginning of a conspiracy, a nightmare on a midsummer night

Updated on 2010-1-20 2:03:25 Word count: 8301

1. The beginning of the conspiracy

August 2004.

Compared with Wangfujing Street in Beijing and Nanjing Road Commercial Street in Shanghai, they are like a northern man and a Jiangnan lady. On any given day, the place is bustling with people. Buses, trams, and gasoline-powered buses were carrying the dust, and private cars and taxis took advantage of every opportunity; the large-displacement engines of high-end cars roared in vain, and arrogantly drove towards pedestrians who did not obey traffic rules. At every intersection, there are serious old men with red armbands waving small red flags, assisting the traffic police in desperately maintaining the traffic order that is about to collapse. On both sides of the street, century-old shops passed down by ancestors and new modern commercial buildings line up side by side. They are not as clean and leisurely as Nanjing Road at all.

However, it is precisely thanks to the rich historical accumulation that Wangfujing has developed rapidly in the past ten years with its rough and heroic and open-minded mind. It stands proudly as the economic center of China and leads the real estate industry. The number of eye-popping gestures continues to rise, overshadowing Shanghai's Nanjing Road.

There is a Russian bar on the twelfth floor of Yingdong Building in the northern section of Wangfujing Street. The boss here is a Chinese, but the waiters he recruits are all voluptuous and young Russian girls. The purple-red carpet and dim yellow spotlights create a warm atmosphere. The tall sofa back blocks the guests' sight of each other, cleverly protecting privacy. The environment here is clean and quiet.

The boss was wearing a dark gray Chinese suit, stepping on the soft carpet, and walked towards the guest seats in the back room. Behind him was a Russian female foreman carrying a carefully prepared low-alcohol cocktail.

On the window seat, two men sat facing each other. One of them...