Wang Xiuyuan struck a pose of a petty man drunk on his own success, even pretentiously pulling out a Brazilian cigar.
"Sorry, I’m not really a fan of knock-off cigars."
Gu Yuan smiled faintly and did not take it. Having followed Qian Jinyuan, he had learned quite a bit about luxury goods; a real Brazilian cigar would never come in packaging like that. People who smoked these were generally parvenus who had just come into a little money and, unable to afford the genuine article, used fakes to pad their status—psychologically, they were no different from people who filled their studies with phoney antiques.
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