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Sitting halfway around the world in the lobby of an upscale hotel sipping tea, I felt my face turning beet red. 坐在一家高档酒店的大厅里喝着茶，我感觉到自己满脸通红。 Only moments before, I had been formally introduced to the person facing me by a longtime colleague who then left so we could become acquainted. 几分钟之前，同事刚刚把对面这位女士介绍给我认识，之后同事离开了，只留下还不太相熟的我俩。 However, from this newcomer's initial line of questioning, instead of being courted I felt like I was being grilled. 随后，这位刚认识不久的女士开始问了一连串的问题，让我觉得我像是在接受审问。 My new Shanghainese contact -- looking very demure and innocent -- sat there cool and collected as she dove into a one-sided conversation, asking personal question after personal question: 眼前这位上海女士看起来非常端庄秀丽、单纯无辜，她酷酷地坐在那里，问着一个接一个的私人问题，像是在进行一场单方面的谈话。 "How old are you?" “你多大了？” "What kind of salary does your job pay?" “你的工作能拿多少工资？” "What does your husband do for a living?" “你丈夫是做什么的？” "Do you enjoy hanging out in bars?" “你喜欢泡吧么？” | 
