Chapter184 The uncle of Jingtao

In the southern suburb of capital city, there laid a two-story detached villa built near the mountain and by the water with picturesque scene. In the luxurious decorated hall of the villa, Jingtao Wang sat upright on the leather sofa. Opposite him, an old man with white hair and beard was lying on the sofa casually, holding a dry cigarette bag in his hand. He pulled out a lump of cut tobacco from the bag and put it into the pipe. After lighting it, he took a big puff of smoke and puffed it up with...