At the parking lot, Liu Zhizhong, donning sunglasses and a beaming smile, holding a good pack of cigarettes, headed out to negotiate with the security.
By the time he arrived, puffing on his cigarette, he lit it up and began making requests.
Upon hearing him, the parking attendant shook his head, gave a bitter smile, and glanced at the cigarette in his hand, "It's really good!"
However, the attendant regretfully said, "Sorry, buddy, someone has already reserved this parking lot; you're too late."
"Uh... Who is it? What for?" Liu Zhizhong was a bit embarrassed. Was this a slap in the face? But with Brother Xuan handling things, it wouldn't matter who had reserved it.
The security guard seriously said, "Our manager from above called, saying a helicopter is coming from Provincial City soon. It needs to land here for about ten minutes, and it's all paid for. So, you might as well leave. Thanks for the cigarette though, it's really good. I haven't seen this kind before, heh…"
