Yang Yi had just had a meeting with his father and was now sitting in his office, lost in thought while staring at his phone.
The person's WeChat couldn't be found by adding as a friend, it seemed he would have to approach from the firm's end. All the lawyers of this firm were cunning, making the investigation even more difficult. Yang Yi lit a cigarette.
Zhao Pingxuan walked in and was immediately choked by the smoke that filled the room. He waved away the smoke, walked over and also picked up a cigarette from the table and lit it.
"What's the big plan today, Brother Yi?" Zhao Pingxuan inhaled, finding no strength in the smoke. He picked up the cigarette box to check, exclaiming, "Brother Yi, we're practically swallowing these smokes, can't we have some that are stronger?"
This type of cigarette could only satisfy cravings, not nicotine addiction.
Yang Yi did not respond to him, he opened the window to let the smoke out.