"Thank you, we cannot accept a guest's tip."
The projector operator hesitated a bit but still refused.
"What kind of tip is this? It's just a cigarette. Besides, the flavors of this pack are random, and there might even be negative effects. So rather than a tip, it's more like a prank."
Liu Zheng said.
"Is that so? Then I'll have to satisfy Mr. Liu's quirky taste."
The projector operator acquiesced, pulled out a cigarette, and inserted it into the slot of the projector.
"That's more like it. Here, I'll join you."
He also took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth, then took out the "trickster lighter."
"This lighter is part of the set, so if it explodes later don't be surprised, it's harmless."
Liu Zheng reminded.
"Then I'd better use mine."
The projector operator took a black and gold lighter from his pocket, which was adorned with a circle of rubies.
"Wow, such a luxurious lighter, you're awesome, man."
He gave a thumbs up.
