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Chapter 1177 The True Color of a Man(2/2)

In about half an hour, they arrived at the place.

"This land... Lin also made an idea, but there was no movement from above. Later, it was left alone. Unexpectedly, it was taken down by Mr. Tang, and it still... didn't cost a penny."

Lao Gong looked at the large area of ​​barren land and sighed in his heart.

"This place is a bit remote, but it's good to build a school... there is no such big land inside."

Tang Luo took out a special cigarette supply and sent it to Lin Yiming and Lao Gong.

When Tang Luo walked forward, Lao Gong looked at the large area of ​​land and couldn't help it. He lowered his voice and asked, "Sister Lin, what is the origin of this Young Master Tang?"

“What is the origin?”

Lin Yiming grinned and muttered in his heart, stop talking about me, even Lao Tang himself wants to know what his origin is.

Of course, he couldn't say this to Lao Gong.

He smoked a cigarette and blew up the ash: "Old Gong, do you know this cigarette?"

"Well, I haven't seen it on the market before, it should be a special supply, right?"

Old Gong is also a person who has seen the world, said.

"I just don't know what level of special supply, but high-ranking officials, it seems that this is not the case."

"Vice-level."

Lin Yiming looked at Lao Gong and said slowly.

"What?"

Hearing Lin Yiming's words, Old Gong widened his eyes, "At the vice-national level?"

"Old Gong, I know what you think, but I can tell you that Lao Tang really wants to use this land as a school, and it is a charity school... He will not do anything under the guise of the school."

Lin Yiming looked at Lao Gong and pointed.

"So, you're watching it tightly, check the quality yourself, don't make any tricks, do you know?"

"I see."

Old Gong nodded, rarely serious.

"What a cigarette, this kid smokes like a normal cigarette, and I feel sorry for it."

Lin Yiming looked at the special cigarette in his hand again, muttered, and walked forward.

Old Gong looked at Lin Yiming's back, then looked at the cigarette burning halfway in his hand, and pulled the corners of his mouth, and his heart twitched.
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