Bab 211: Xia Fei's Choice I

Pampas Steppe. There was a massive tent, surrounded by a few other smaller tents, standing among the greenery. Obviously, the biggest tent was for Qin Mang to rest in, while the others were for the servants.

Although they were just temporary tents, Andre had decorated them to resemble five-star hotels. There were Persian carpets made of pure wool, bespoked chairs and benches, and metal utensils.

Qin Mang was laying down on a sofa, taking in the gentle breeze of the plains with a cigar in his mouth.

Xia Fei walked over with a smile. "Old man, have you been resting all right here?"

Qin Mang nodded. "Not bad. The view's great; the cigar is also good."

A servant placed a bench next to Qin Mang, and Xia Fei lay down on it and lit a Hongtashan cigarette for himself. He was quite tired after busying himself in the workshop a few days in a row, so his body became full of lethargic drowsiness the moment he relaxed himself.