Click!
The flame of the lighter flickered, and Xue Mingyuan had originally planned to smoke just two cigarettes, but couldn't resist lighting a third one.
On the side, Secretary Wan Xingyi hesitated for a moment, but then took over the ashtray from the scantily clad waitress and quietly said behind Xue Mingyuan, "Mr. Xue, this is already your sixth cigarette today..."
"I know."
Xue Mingyuan shook his head calmly.
The cigarettes he smoked were specially made, with filters much longer than those on the market. These were supplied through specific channels, and of course, it wasn't difficult for Xue Mingyuan to get them.
He was actually only supposed to smoke five cigarettes a day. This was a suggestion from Dr. Li after he once had emphysema.
Dr. Li used to be the family doctor for his old man, and now although the old man is no longer around, they still have some interactions, just not as close as before.
"How long has it been?"
