The silence in the corner did not affect the entire floor; occasionally, someone would pass by in the corridor. They might glance over, but upon seeing two gentlemen holding cigarettes by the window, they would refrain from further attention.
Whenever meetings were held, there would always be some gentlemen who would finish their cigarettes before the meeting started. Even though there were no explicit administrative orders to prohibit smoking indoors, people generally tried to avoid such situations.
On one hand, no one was accustomed to smelling bad; the stench of smoke and alcohol was always nauseating, and doing this would also highlight their own manners.
At this moment, Lynch, standing by the window, shook his head. "I currently don't need any loans, you know, someone invested in me."
