Zhou Wang, a bit surprised, nodded and took the cigarette but didn't light it in the garden. Instead, he walked outside.
The young man followed, extending his hand to Zhou Wang, "Let's get acquainted, Tang Mao. What's your name?"
"No need for formality, Zhou Wang."
Zhou Wang replied with a slight smile.
As he spoke, Zhou Wang discreetly put the cigarette Tang Mao gave him into his trouser pocket and took out one of his own.
Although he didn't know what this young man named Tang Mao was up to, the look in his eyes made Zhou Wang uncomfortable, and he never touched cigarettes or alcohol offered by strangers.
The Southwest Region might not be as chaotic as it used to be, but Zhou Wang remembered reading news about people stuffing random things into cigarettes to spread them.
"What do you do, brother? Are you also here to ask for Professor Wang's help?"
Tang Mao hadn't noticed Zhou Wang's subtle actions and just chuckled as he asked.
"No, I'm here with my girlfriend."
