"Not accepting money?"
"Yes, many people only accept barter." The soldier said, "They dare sell a pack of Dragon and Phoenix Harmony cigarettes for six thousand bucks! But if you trade goods with them, you only need half a box of instant noodles...Though I'm just making an example, the actual price depends on how you negotiate."
"Alright, got it, thanks a lot." Sun Hang retrieved two packs of cigarettes from the glove compartment and threw them to the soldiers on duty, "You've worked hard, brothers!"
These cigarettes weren't from Sun Hang, nor from Yang Qi—they both didn't smoke. But Yang Qi's car hid a lot of cigarettes, most of which she "confiscated" from the old director. Occasionally they would still be found back at the office or lab, so she simply threw them all in the car.
"No hard work! No hard work! Thank you, brother!" The soldiers who received the cigarettes were flattered and repeatedly thanked him.
