Chapter 441

Chen Xiaozui opened his eyes in surprise, "this... Can't... How do you know..."

"I'll tell you later."

Ye Wuji squinted slightly and smiled.

In fact, ye Wuji never smokes. As long as the taste is choking and spicy, you can experience the feeling of heartburn.

So he doesn't know much about cigarettes, but the so-called Middle East special cigarette is a special case.

The reason is that the so-called "Middle East special supply" is actually defective products produced by the tobacco factory inside the Dragon Temple.

People in the dark world live a life of licking blood at the edge of a knife, so five men, women, young and old, almost most people can't live without nicotine.

Smoking outside is not at ease, afraid of the enemy's hands and feet inside, and the taste is always not so good.

Therefore, ye Wuji simply set up a cigarette factory specializing in the production of cigarettes for the Dragon Temple. He can not only produce customized cigarettes according to his own taste, but also feel at ease when smoking.

Once, for some accidental reasons, the tobacco factory produced a large number of defective products.

That kind of cigarette has no problem in taste, but its harm to human body is more than ten times that of ordinary cigarettes.

Ye Wuji will not let these defective cigarettes harm his brothers.

Therefore, it ordered that the batch of defective cigarettes be concentrated and destroyed.

Shi Nanbei was in charge of carrying out this order. When Shi Nanbei saw the defective cigarettes piled up in the warehouse with exquisite packaging and good taste, he suddenly felt a little distressed.

So he suspended the order of destruction, only took some samples and went out for a few days.

When he came back again, he even had a mining right certificate for an oil field in the Middle East and a large order of a large amount!

When ye Wuji inquired curiously, he knew that this guy was reluctant to destroy the batch of defective cigarettes, so he took it to the Middle East to find the rich local tyrants.

Under a flicker, the local tyrants were completely surrounded, and the defective cigarettes were positioned as cigarettes in the royal family.

It has also reached a long-term supply cooperation relationship with Shi Nanbei.

Later, Shi Nanbei also set up a special branch factory to produce this kind of defective cigarettes for the royal family in the Middle East.

Up to now, the two sides still maintain a pleasant cooperative relationship, which also allows the Dragon Temple to provide a valuable source of funds every year.

So just now, when Xu Chengzhi took out those boxes of so-called Middle East Royal special cigarettes, ye Wuji recognized that these things were not defective products produced by his own family.

It tastes good, but it does great harm to the body. Even if ye Wuji doesn't pay attention to it, he certainly doesn't want to toss his body casually.

But Chen Liping and Xu Chengzhi regarded it as a treasure. They opened a box of cigarettes and began to smoke one by one. Everyone carefully stretched out their hands to pick up the cigarettes.

That posture is like receiving a yellow jacket from the emperor.

Ye Wuji was very worried, wondering whether to smoke that thing later.

If he smokes, he doesn't want to hurt his body.

But if you don't smoke, you'll lose face to the old lady later, and you'll have to be held by the group of mentally retarded people to open fire.

And just bite your teeth, but what about Chen Xiaozui?

That kind of thing sucks down, but the skin gets worse.

At this time, Xu Chengzhi just scattered the smoke to a person next to Ye Wuji. While ye Wuji was thinking about how to refuse, Xu Chengzhi suddenly smiled and said, "I don't think people of your class are used to smoking, just smoke your own."

"Oh, I heard that Miss Chen Er doesn't like smoking very much at ordinary times, so I won't give it to you. This kind of thing is very precious and can't be wasted."

Then he jumped away from them and continued to smoke to the people next to him.

Ye Wuji gently breathed out a breath. It seems that he was worried just now.

However, in the eyes of others, they all thought that the two men were so embarrassed that they dug a hole in the floor with their toes.

Seeing these people's expressions of ridicule and Schadenfreude, ye Wuji could only shake his head and sigh, thinking that he was not afraid of many intellectual disabilities, but was afraid that they were a nest.

It's really stupid to smoke a chronic poisonous cigarette that puts you at great risk of cancer and drag it like something one by one.

"Hey, who, ye Wuji, isn't it? Don't be stunned."

Xu Chengzhi finished smoking and returned to his seat. He felt that the pressure on each other just now was not enough. He continued to laugh, "everyone is smoking. You can light it, too. Although this high-grade cigarette is not suitable for you, you must have your own cigarette. Light it, and everyone will be happy together."

"Yes, even if these two young ladies don't smoke, she can't smoke."

"But you're an old man. Everyone is smoking. You're alone. Do you look down on us or grandma?"

A group of people fanned the flames.

"OK, I'll smoke one."

Ye Wuji couldn't laugh or cry. He thought when even smoking would become a means of forcing?

In fact, it's not that he doesn't want to smoke, but he just smoked one before he came in. His mouth is still bitter at the moment.

However, in order to shut up these people, ye Wuji still took out a package of crumpled cigarettes from his pocket. The store only sold soft shell cheap cigarettes for two yuan a package.

This kind of cigarette is so rough that it doesn't even have a filter.

But ye Wuji likes this kind of spicy and choking taste. He takes a sip of it and it's heartburn.

"Cough, what's the smell!"

As soon as ye Wuji took a sip, someone immediately coughed with his nose.

Even the old lady frowned slightly, obviously disgusted with the choking smell.

"Put out the cigarette quickly. Do you want to choke us? I really don't understand how you can smoke this kind of cigarette, you people at the bottom of the market!"

Chen Liping pinched her nose and shouted exaggerated, as if someone had stepped on her tail.

"Didn't you ask me to smoke!"

Ye Wuji replied with dissatisfaction, thinking that he really didn't know how these people's brains grew.

They are the ones who ask themselves to smoke. They are also the ones who let themselves pinch off as soon as they light it. The whole bunch of psychopaths!

Had it not been for Chen Xiaozui's feelings, ye Wuji would have lifted the table.

"Who knew you would smoke such rubbish? The filter is not here. Did you intend to put poison gas here? We're fine. Grandma is old. Can you stand such a disaster!"

Chen Shuang grabs the right words on time.

Ye Wuji was about to scold back, but he felt that Chen Xiaozui gently pulled the corners of his clothes, so he planned to give up.

You has the final say.

Finally, ye Wuji had to sneer and thought that the people in this room were smoking defective cigarettes ten times more harmful than ordinary cigarettes. I don't know who was putting the poison gas.

He just took two puffs and was hooked up.

These people did not allow themselves to smoke their favorite cigarette without filter, so ye Wuji had to take out a package of special cigarettes from Ren Tianyuan from his pocket.

Just after taking a sip, ye Wuji was very dissatisfied with the taste.

He is not used to such a mild cigarette.

However, the rest of the crowd suddenly asked, a very strange smell, which was full-bodied and just right with a touch of top-grade aloes.

"What's the smell? It smells good!"

Someone couldn't help shouting.