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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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