Liu Qing, with a feigned smile plastered on his face, said to the security guards, "Comrades, I really am the Vice Director of the broadcasting station, and I'm looking for a Mr. Chen Yang from your company. This is a little token of my appreciation, please accept it and let me in!"
As he spoke, he took out a pack of Furong King cigarettes from the bag of alcohol and tobacco and handed it to the group of security guards.
"Damn it, who do you think you're looking down on? All of us here start with smoking China cigarettes, who needs your Furong Kings!"
While saying this, one of the security guards actually took out a pack of China from his pocket and flopped it in front of Liu Qing.
Liu Qing's face was a mask of astonishment as he looked at the group of security guards.
This was the first time he had seen security guards smoking China cigarettes.
Are you insane? Why would a security guard smoke such good cigarettes?
Even I, as a Vice Director, usually only smoke Furong Kings.
