Chapter 157: Young Master Lan grabs money, Who is his rival? (3)_1
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He slouched back in the chair, looking incredibly lazy. His casual posture would undoubtedly drive a group of women wild.
Not at all like that old fart next door, Old Master Zheng, who sat ramrod straight, posing for significance.
Lan Xiu took the cigarette from his mouth and, with a complete disregard for etiquette, stubbed it out on the expensive mahogany armrest.
"So you've called me here to share the loot?"
A servant from the Wang Family, quite perceptive, saw him extinguish his cigarette and brought over a fine cigar, intending to light it for him.
Lan Xiu glanced at it and clicked his tongue in disdain. "I never smoke these things. They're too thick. Doesn't it feel weird to have this in your mouth?"
After he finished speaking, the faces of a few bosses who were smoking these cigars turned green. Can you believe it?!
Fei Zi quickly chased the servant away, took out a cigarette and a lighter from his pocket, and lit one up for Lan Xiu.