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... inquiring about vegetable prices.

Walking over, Jiang Chuan instinctively reached for a cigarette to offer the man, only to remember that he hadn’t smoked for a long time since arriving here and didn’t have a cigarette pack on him. While Jiang Chuan didn’t really have a smoking habit, lighting one up was often a necessary social ritual when doing business.

Without cigarettes, he decided to offer some water instead.

Moving closer, Jiang Chuan noticed the man had finished t ...

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