"Director Ren, don't be nervous!" Lin Xiaosu said, "I'm not here for you."
"What do you mean by that?" Director Ren's face sank slightly...
"Director Ren, are you trying to say you're not nervous? If you really aren't, was there any need to put away the cigarettes on your desk before I walked in? Throwing even the ashtray into the trash bin was kind of ridiculous... Actually, you really don't have to be nervous, Zhongxia soft pack cigarettes are only 65 yuan a pack, not exactly sky-high priced!"
Director Ren's heart skipped a beat, his first glance going to the trash bin at his feet. Did this person in front of him have X-ray vision?
Lin Xiaosu let out a small sigh, "But on the other hand, Director Ren, you seem to have quite the smoking habit. Just yesterday after work someone gave you a carton of cigarettes, and in less than a day, there are only seven packs left. Smoking like that really puts a lot of pressure on those who give gifts..."