"Bro, want one?"
Su Zelin offered a cigarette.
Despite his flashy demeanor, the guy was still quite polite.
After all, someone else was paying for tonight's drinks.
Wei Yunfei took the cigarette, glanced at it, and when he saw it was a Yellow Crane Tower, his face showed disdain.
In his view, any Yellow Crane Tower cigarette was low-class and not fit for important occasions.
Coming to a club, at least you should have a pack of Furong Wang.
He casually placed the Yellow Crane Tower on the table, took out a pack of Huazi, pulled out two cigarettes, put one in his mouth, and handed the other to Su Zelin: "I prefer these, why not try mine instead?"
There are two things here that show a lack of respect.
If someone offers you a cigarette, it's fine to take it and not smoke it immediately.
However, putting it on the table and lighting up your own right away implies that the offered cigarette isn't good enough and you disdain it.
