Wang An clicked his tongue, thought for a moment, and then flattered:

“It’s not that you’re afraid of him, it’s that he’s afraid of you. Look, he doesn’t even dare to come in person and has to send the two of us. It’s definitely because he’s afraid of you.”

There was no other way; Wang An just wanted to get the money as soon as possible and leave the mining area immediately, so saying some conciliatory or cowardly things was a minor matter.

After all, for someone like Wang An, getting tangible benefits is always the most important thing.

However, this kid named Chu Hanshan was clearly not so easy to fool, and he didn't take Wang An's advice at all.

Chu Hanshan snorted dismissively and said:

"Don't give me that useless advice. Come here, you two. You want money, right? As long as you can take it, that's fine."

After saying that, Chu Hanshan didn't even look at Wang An and the other man, and turned to walk inside.

Seeing this, Wang An and his companion naturally followed.

300 square meters doesn't sound like much, but the building is long and narrow, and the room is naturally also long and narrow.

It's worth noting that each of Wang An's houses only has a building area of ​​200 square meters, which is already quite large. In contrast, a typical three-room brick house in the countryside has a total area of ​​only about 100 square meters.

So, it takes more than 30 meters to walk from the entrance to the far east side of this practice room.

At the far east end of this practice room is a large solid wood coffee table, surrounded by several European-style leather sofas of varying lengths.

These few sofas alone are quite expensive, costing at least tens of thousands of yuan.

Wang An couldn't help but think to himself:
"These lazybones are fucking rich!"

Walking to the far east side of the room, Chu Hanshan sat down on the sofa without saying a word to Wang An and the other man.

So when it comes to manners, Chu Hanshan is utterly useless.

However, considering that he was the one who paid, it seems understandable that he did so.

After Chu Hanshan sat down, he beckoned to one of the people standing next to the coffee table and said to him:
"Go and bring 3 yuan."

After Chu Hanshan finished speaking, the man turned and left, while Chu Hanshan himself bent down and started rummaging under the coffee table, quickly pulling out a small box that looked very exquisite.

When Chu Hanshan opened the small box, he could see that it was divided into several sections. One compartment contained cigars, while the other compartments contained cigar cutters, pine sticks, and matches.

You can tell from the foreign letters on the box and the labels on each cigar that this set is definitely imported.

Upon seeing this, Wang An couldn't help but grin.

Because such sophisticated cigars cannot be lit with ordinary kerosene lighters or ordinary sulfur matches, mainly because these fire sources release odors that will affect the taste of the cigar.

Therefore, when smoking this type of cigar, you should use sulfur-free matches made of birch or cedar wood, or light a cedar wood chip first and then use the flame on the chip to light the cigar.

Once we arrived, we used butane lighters to smoke cigars because butane doesn't have a chemical odor when it burns.

Of course, these are all minor details; the most important thing is the cigar itself.

Cigars are incredibly expensive!
Even domestically produced cigars cost more than one yuan each back then, while imported cigars like these could only be bought by a regular employee with a month's salary.

In short, being able to smoke such a sophisticated cigar in the Lesser Khingan Mountains during this era was an absolute luxury. It has to be admitted that Chu Hanshan's lifestyle was incredibly extravagant, and he was a damn good show-off.

If this had happened a few years ago, you could say that shooting him ten times wouldn't have been too much.

Chu Hanshan ignored Wang An and the other man, and instead continued to smoke his cigar.

Judging from his clumsy movements while fiddling with the cigar, this guy doesn't actually smoke this stuff often.

What made Wang An laugh the most was that when this kid lit his cigar, he actually held it in his mouth without turning it, and then lit it by wrapping it in his mouth like he usually smokes a cigarette.

So, just as Wang An had predicted, before the cigar was even fully lit, Chu Hanshan was already coughing from the thick smoke.

What shocked Wang An was that after coughing, Chu Hanshan took a puff of cigar and inhaled the smoke directly into his lungs like he was smoking, instead of leaving the smoke in his mouth to enjoy the aroma of the cigar.

Of course, no one stipulates that smoking a cigar cannot involve inhaling the smoke into the lungs like smoking a cigarette, so Chu Hanshan's approach is actually not wrong.

It has to be said that Chu Hanshan's lung capacity is really quite impressive, because immediately afterward, two thick plumes of smoke shot out from Chu Hanshan's two nostrils, just like the two exhaust pipes of a Happiness 250 motorcycle, and he didn't cough anymore.

And every puff of cigar that Chu Hanshan took afterward was inhaled into his lungs just like smoking.

Wang An watched Chu Hanshan show off quietly, but couldn't help but think to himself:

"This kid is really something else, but the way he puts on airs is absolutely awful!"

Just as Chu Hanshan was engrossed in showing off and Wang An was struggling to suppress his laughter, the person Chu Hanshan had ordered to fetch the money returned.

At that moment, the man was holding three bundles of cash, which amounted to 3 yuan.

Chu Hanshan casually waved his hand, and the person holding the money placed three bundles of 3-yuan notes on the coffee table.

Seeing this, Wang An quickly stepped forward with a smile and said:
"Boss Chu is so particular, no wonder you're making a fortune."

Chu Hanshan glanced at Wang An, then couldn't help but chuckle, saying:
"Serves me right for being rich, hahaha, that's an interesting saying, serves me right for being rich, hahahaha."

Immediately afterwards, Chu Hanshan kept repeating the phrase "It's no wonder I'm rich," acting like a madman.

Taking advantage of Chu Hanshan's good mood, Wang An bent down and reached for the three bundles of yuan, saying at the same time:

"Then thank you for gracing us with your presence, Mr. Chu. Hehehe."

As he spoke, Wang An grabbed the three bundles of "Da Tuanjie" (a type of currency) in his hand.

Unfortunately, just as Wang An stood up, he heard several "click" sounds of a sleeve being pulled.

Immediately afterwards, several pistols were pointed at Wang An. Wang An smiled awkwardly and put the money back on the table.

Chu Hanshan then took another puff of his cigar in a pretentious manner, just like those triad bosses in Hong Kong movies, instantly boosting his sophistication.

Exhaling a puff of smoke, Chu Hanshan slowly said:

"The money's right here, let's see if they'll let you take it, hahahaha."

At the end, Chu Hanshan laughed with unparalleled arrogance. (End of Chapter)

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