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Yu Jihui: “A Stinking Old Ninth – A Tale of the Coal Capital” (updated on July 2020)
The furnishing of the rooms were gorgeous. These
suites were allocated to senior officials. Her husband
was the chief of the personal section of the coal mine
and was qualified to live in it. When I came in, she
told me that Big Wang had not come yet. She asked
me to sit down and wait. She stressed that Big Want
was trustworthy and would come soon. Her husband
came out from the inner room to greet me. He shook
my hand and we took our seats together. He was in
his fifties. He was a senior official in our coal mine. I
thanked him for helping me to get rid of Great
Smoker’s accusations. He laughed heartily. He
offered me a cup of tea. He said the tea was bought
from the south of China and it was worth a taste. He
said he was a basketball fan and liked watching
matches. He once happened to watch me play. He
said I was a good basketball player. I felt a bit proud
of myself. I drank a few mouthfuls of tea, then heard
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