The Brooklyn Engine
## Act I: The Spark (起势) The champagne cork hit the ceiling of Microcosm's rooftop bar and stayed there, stuck in the stucco like a tiny white flag of surrender. Marcus Chen watched it with half an eye while his colleagues cheered. "We did it,"Rebecca said, raising her glass. Her smile was the kind of smile that had raised their seed round from five to forty million dollars. "The compression...
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