Arrived at the entertainment room.
Lu Xiaobu and Lin Feng had not yet spoken.
However, their subordinates had already 'clashed'.
Liang Lan skillfully took out a box of cigars specially prepared for Lin Feng, clipped the end with a cigar cutter, lit a specialized match, put the cigar tip in the flame, and slowly rotated the cigar.
Until the head of the cigar had turned black, with the edges displaying a ring of gray-white, the inner side showing a circle of ignited ember, and a little blue smoke gently emerging, did Liang Lan hand the cigar to Lin Feng.
This wasn't service, it was a display of status.
It implied that Young Master Bu was the host here, so the guests should please go first!
A silent declaration of war.
The Young Master slightly won this round, so they couldn't fall behind.
Lin Feng's housekeeper saw.
Hey, are you getting excited!
Thinking my professionalism as a housekeeper doesn't exist!
