Chapitre 865: Dirty Work (Part Two)

"Ziyun again? Don't you have any taste?" Zheng Ren was smoking when entered his ear like a ghost.

"Uh..." Zheng Ren turned around. It was indeed that Su Yun. "Why are you here?"

"Seeing how sneaky you are, I guessed that there was nothing good about it. I just asked and I knew what it was," Su Yun said disdainfully. "I was talking about a dung-removal worker. I'm doing my own pre-operation psychological construction?"

Zheng Ren was silent and nodded.

"Change the cigarettes. Smoking Ziyun is cheap. Smoking Dayun is better." Su Yun said, "The smell of this cigarette is too hard and too ordinary. It has nothing to do with money."

There was an old professor who smoked Lingzhi for his whole life. Later, this cigarette was no longer available on the market. The students in the northeast sent him boxes of it. He has good taste. He likes the smell of toadstools."