After finishing talking with White Tiger, Song Yun returned to the booth, and naturally, a large pile of alcohol was called up, opened, and consumed.
Lin Haichao and the other two had already drunk quite a bit, becoming quite excited. The three of them stood in the booth, swaying their bodies to the music, while a few women watched everything without stopping them.
After swaying for a while, Lin Haichao took out a pack of cigarettes from a bag he was carrying, took a few sticks and handed them to Georgia and Joe, and then also gave one to Song Yun.
Song Yun shook his head and said, "Sorry, my throat hurts!"
"These aren't just cigarettes!"
Lin Haichao pulled Song Yun closer with a strange expression and whispered, "There's good stuff in here!"
Song Yun rolled his eyes and asked, "What good stuff!"
"There's... there's big ma in here, shh... don't spill the beans now, this stuff is quite a treat." Lin Haichao said with a sly smile.
