After playing with it a few times, Wen Wen tucked the cigarette holder into his pocket, his face full of disdain as he said to Lin Zheyuan, "Although it's not very useful, it is somewhat interesting, so I'll graciously accept it."
"Ha, you seemed so happy playing with it, you obviously liked it a lot," Lin Zheyuan said expressionlessly, though he complained inwardly.
"You came all the way to see me, there must be more than just this matter," said Wen Wen as he swiveled his chair.
Ever since the Association switched to new chairs, Wen Wen had grown even fonder of spinning around.
Lin Zheyuan's mouth twitched as he said, "Stop spinning; if your chair breaks again, you're paying for it."
Wen Wen immediately stopped, leaned on the back of the chair, and blinked his small eyes like a well-behaved child.
"I came here to update you on the situation in the Jiusan District," Lin Zheyuan continued, pausing briefly as if afraid Wen Wen would pull another stunt.