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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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