After a few polite refusals, Uncle Liu finally accepted the fruit and the Zhonghua cigarettes.
"Xiaomeng," Uncle Liu said, tucking the cigarettes into his coat. He looked around cautiously before lowering his voice. "Do you know what people have been saying around the factory these past two days? They're claiming that because you found working at the Shenghai factory too difficult, you turned to prostitution."
"Oh my, isn't that Li Meng?"
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