Li Jiangnan said lightly: "I have already said that I don't want to smoke."

Pan Hong said arrogantly: "What's wrong? You don't like it?"

"I guess your income for two months is not as good as this kind of cigar that costs more than 10,000 yuan. Is it my husband who praised you for smoking a cigar? Do you understand?"

Wan Lingyun said contemptuously: "That's it."

"A slag who is doing well can dare to deliberately show off in front of me."

"If it weren't for the sake of Bai School Beauty and I were classmates, just because of your low-key maniac, would I look at you in the eye?"

Bai Ruotong was so angry that she was about to have an attack when she saw the couple humiliating her husband again.

But a group of male and female classmates stood on Wan Lingyun and Pan Hong's side and sarcastically said: "Li Jiangnan, don't be rude."

"Wan Lingyun asked you to smoke such expensive cigars, so he looked down on you and didn't treat you as an outsider."

"That's right, a beggar who comes from a stall, don't pretend to be noble..."

Li Jiangnan smiled coldly, "You guys are thinking too much."

"I don't want to smoke his cigar, I'm not deliberately pretending to be noble."

"Actually, Pan Hong said it right just now. This kind of cigar is too slow, and I really don't like it and I'm not used to it."

Everyone was stunned after hearing this, "Hey, this guy!"

"Beggar even thinks the rice is bad, and dares to look down on Wan Lingyun's cigar?"

Li Jiangnan ignored him. He took out the box of Behick ancient bar top collection cigars that Wu Zhenyuan gave him, put them on the table, then opened the wooden box and took out one from it.

Everyone was stunned again, "Hey, this guy is pretty, I didn't expect that he also brought a box of cigars..."

Wan Lingyun laughed and said, "Zhazha, you don't even look down on cigars like me, which are ten thousand yuan apart. I don't know what level of this box of cigars you, the master of street stalls, is it?"

Pan Hong snorted sneeringly: "A low-voluntary class like him dares to learn the style of an upper class to smoke cigars?"

"I guess his box of cigars is worth 500 yuan, which is enough to be worth…"

Wan Lingyun snorted coldly: "Trump..."

As he said that, he grabbed Li Jiangnan's cigar without hesitation and looked carefully at the trademark on the wooden box.

The exquisite and quaint wooden box only has a row of golden foreign words: "Behick". There is no other product information about the origin or date of the cigar.

"What the hell is this?"

Wan Lingyun said with disgust: "It's not a low-end product produced by a small workshop, right?"

"You have heard of this brand of cigar cigarettes that are deliberately pretending to be tall and elegant, using foreign letters as trademarks?"

Several people gathered together and saw the male classmates, and shook their heads, "I haven't seen them before."

"It's probably the kind of low-end copycat that I'm taking it out to fool people."

As he said that, Wan Lingyun had already opened the wooden box and took out a cigar from it. He put it in as if he knew how to identify the cigar. He pretended to be serious and came to his nose and sniffed it.

"Damn..."

Wan Lingyun frowned and looked disgusted: "The smell is so strong that it almost smothered me to death."

He fanned the nose with his hands and said disdainfully: "This kind of ragged thing is probably high if you spend 500 yuan a box."

"It must be the kind of private roll similar to the three-no products. You can buy a bunch of them for dozens of dollars..."

Several male classmates laughed, and when they looked at Li Jiangnan's eyes, the sarcasm became even stronger.

Pan Hong was like a slut, sneering Bai Ruotong: "I said Ruotong, no matter what, you are the recognized school beauty of ours. Why did you find such a bad man?"

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you are poor, but you can't be shameless. But look at your husband, you are obviously a poor man with no money and power, but you like to show off in front of my husband."

"It's shameless to dare to look down on this and that."

"I want me to tell you, even if you give it to me for a husband like you, I will think he is mean and lose my face."

After hearing this, Wan Lingyun laughed and said, "Baida School Beauty, I thought you could find a man who is much better than me, but now it seems that your husband is not worthy even if he carries shoes to me..."

"Hahahaha..." Wan Lingyun was so proud, like a tall king, who could ride on other people's heads and urinate.

Bai Ruotong secretly held her shame and anger, turned to look at Li Jiangnan.

She was really disappointed with Li Jiangnan. She was obviously not as good as others, so why did she compare with others?

If you don’t want to smoke Wan Lingyun’s cigar, just refuse directly. Why should you take out a box of low-end goods of unknown origin to beat the swollen face and make you fat?

Don’t he know that doing so will only make his head even more unhappy and be laughed at by his classmates?

Just then, a scream rang out.

Among the male and female classmates, a man was using his mobile phone to search for information about cigars.

He raised his head and said in surprise: "I just checked it on my mobile phone on Baidu."

"This cigar cigarette called 'Behick' is a national treasure-grade cigar produced in limited quantities by the Guba government designated tobacco factory."

"Because the tobacco leaves of this top cigar are extremely special and rare, this cigar is almost not circulated on the market, and is only provided to heads of state of various governments, as well as a small number of merchants, nobles and special people who have friendly exchanges with the Guba government."

"The small number of these cigars circulating on the market are not available through the sales channels of tobacco factories. They are often collected from those special people at high prices through auction houses."

After hearing this, everyone was shocked and looked at Li Jiangnan with incredible surprise.

This cigar is a national treasure-grade cigar and a precious collection?

Li Jiangnan is just a loser who comes from a street stall. How could he have such a precious cigar?

Bai Ruotong looked at Li Jiangnan and was also confused.

After a moment of silence, Pan Hong asked tremblingly: "Have you checked?"

"How much does this cigar cost?"

The man picked up his mobile phone and thought about the price of a cigar like Baidu. At this time, Li Jiangnan had already spoken casually.

"No need to check it."

"I've checked the price of this cigar."

"If you sell it alone, the price of one piece will be at least 100,000 euros. If you convert the cost coins, it will be no more or less. It will be your husband's annual salary."

After hearing this, Wan Lingyun was so angry that he almost turned over the table.

I used to joke that Li Jiangnan was a loser. The cigar he smoked could be worth Li Jiangnan's income for one or two months, but now people just take out a box of cigars, and only one is worth his annual salary.

Didn’t this slap him in the face?

At this moment, Pan Hong felt very uncomfortable, as if she had swallowed a fly, her face became extremely ugly.

Li Jiangnan ignored them, took out the cigar from the box, and said to the male students: "Come on, don't be polite."

"Since they are all Bai Ruotong's old classmates, don't see each other. I'll ask everyone to smoke..."

Several male classmates were stunned at first, then they all showed a flattering expression, and they all took the cigar with both hands, and flattered with a smile: "Haha, Li Jiangnan, I can't tell!"

"I didn't expect you to be a super god from a street stall."

"That's so much to thank you for such a precious cigar..."

The students all became happy, took the cigar, took a few sips happily, and then praised repeatedly: "Good cigarettes, good cigarettes!"

"It smells pungent, but it feels very pure when you suck."

"Compared with Wan Lingyun's big street goods, they are simply a hundred thousand miles stronger..."

After hearing this, Wan Lingyun and Pan Hong seemed to have suffered a critical hit of 10,000 points again. Both of them had their faces collapsed, and they felt that they had lost all their faces.

Bai Ruotong smiled sweetly.
Chapter completed!