CHAPTER 885: CHAPTER 974: PUT AWAY THOSE UNSOPHISTICATED LOOKS!

"Father, why give Mr. Maha such ordinary cigarettes? Are we looking down on someone?" Jing Shu said, waving her hand, and Tan Ke, as tall and sturdy as a wall, immediately came over with her signature black box.

The black box clicked open, but Maha couldn’t see it. At this moment, Maha’s mind was filled with the words Jing Shu had just said: such ordinary cigarettes? Even this top-tier flavored cigarette is rare enough for him, even as a diplomat who can acquire many things.

A cigarette that is almost extinct in the Middle East is just ordinary in the eyes of Miss Zhou?

Maha’s brain was slightly overwhelmed.

Yet, Jing Shu took out a delicate little box from the black case. The box was black with a lettered logo engraved on it. It looked very high-end, and the contents inside were perhaps even more precious.

Jing Shu opened the box, revealing three exquisite cigarettes inside, and handed them over personally: "Mr. Maha, try this top-quality cigarette. I believe only such high-quality, high-standard cigarettes can match you."

Maha wiped his clothes, first extinguishing the previous cigarette and carefully keeping it, before cautiously taking the top-tier cigarette. After lighting it and taking a delighted puff, he gave a thumbs-up:

"Oh, my god, as the young lady says, this truly has more flavor than any cigarette I’ve had before the apocalypse. Indeed, it’s far better than the previous one."

Jing Shu smiled slightly.

Actually, the two types of cigarettes were quite similar, but with psychological suggestion, coupled with the packaging and ceremonial presentation, just a slight increase in ingredients and a 1% addition of another flavor formula, their taste becomes distinctly different.

Then people might wonder, what is Jing Shu’s goal in doing this?

It’s to sell luxury cigarettes at ten to a hundred times the price, of course! And what defines luxury goods? They must be hundreds of times more expensive than ordinary ones, extremely rare, and, most importantly, have collectible value.

Then someone asks, what is collectible value?

Then, Jing Shu brought out several other boxes, showcasing them one by one: "This is a complete set of top-tier cigarettes, each with different flavors and packaging, paired with these 24 flavored top-grade beers. If anyone can collect a complete set like this——" Jing Shu raised her proud head, leaving the rest unsaid.

But Maha’s eyes brightened. As someone with a collecting hobby, this was a dream come true, especially after tasting such a fine item. He became even more eager to try the other flavors——

"Esteemed miss, thank you for your generosity. Surely, by tomorrow night, many will want to collect these precious items. If you have any requests or needs, please feel free to instruct your most enthusiastic friend, Maha——"

Others behind Jing Shu couldn’t help but find it odd. Earlier, this diplomat’s attitude wasn’t so warm and excited, but after just handing over a cigarette, he became so sycophantic?

Of course, Jing Shu had matters for Maha to handle, or why would she put in so much effort, staging all of this just to hand him a cigarette?

Old Zhou showed a faint smile. Bringing this Miss Jing out was really efficient. Look, he didn’t even need to make an appearance; he merely stood there, displaying a profound, wealthy smile, while everything was handled by Miss Jing, how convenient!

Until Nannan grew tired from lifting her dress, Miss Zhou Jing Shu’s performance was finally complete.

Maha arranged for Old Zhou and the group to stay at the best hotel in town, which was a five-star hotel before the apocalypse. Although years had passed with earthquakes and various natural disasters, it was now quite shabby.

Yet at the hotel entrance, Miss Zhou put on a small tantrum, "This hotel is too rundown, I can’t get used to staying here. Tan Ke, have someone bring our things in and set it up, then we’ll go in. Otherwise, I refuse to stay."

Those other ’sons’ ready to go in for a meal were stunned. Damn, could they do that? It made them look so dumb and poor.

Then those who realized it immediately put on airs, standing with hands on their hips, looking down at this shabby place. Though they weren’t truly disdainful, they had to play the part well.

Maha felt a bit embarrassed. He looked at Old Zhou, hoping he’d say something, thinking it was the apocalypse, after all, this was the condition.

Old Zhou nodded seriously: "My dear daughter is right, do as you wish."

Maha: "..." He realized this was a pampered princess; to be so extravagant and still alive, these Huaxia people truly must be rich.

The group was so grand, they attracted many people. As they came from the reception, many who were seeking information followed them.

The Middle East is peculiar; it’s a place where the rich live extravagantly, while the poor struggle. Despite the hotel being in a wealthy area, many people were still hidden in the dark, observing like hungry wolves.

They were wolves at the forefront, gauging the prey’s quantity and richness to determine how many people they needed to unite.

They watched as the servants of the Huaxia wealthy unloaded car after car of materials, luxurious sofas, beds, diamond lamps, dining tables, and cooking utensils.

The hotel doors were wide open. At first, only others watched, but in the end, even members of Jingshu’s Bodyguard Team were astonished.

Initially, they just wanted to put on a show, to display to outsiders that they were genuinely wealthy and well-off.

But unexpectedly, Captain Jing Shu meant business! Who could stand that?

From inside to outside, from small to large, food, drink, supplies, luxury goods, jewelry, furniture, pure gold mirrors, bedside tables, dressing rooms, and so on.

"Is Captain Jing Shu here to rob or move her own house?"

"Calm down, even if you moved your house, would it have so many things?"

"I just want to know what other ridiculous things she brought all the way from Huaxia? Bringing water is one thing, but bringing all these furniture items, food, clothes, and everyday items?"

Old Zhou coughed lightly, smiling but still softly: "Put away that uncouth look of having never seen the world!"