He did not extend his own when his gaze landed on the other's outreached hand, which was rough, callused, and ugly. The latter's fingers were also dirty and yellowish, a result of his long-term smoking.
Known for his mysophobia, the mafia head screwed his brows in disgust. He then coolly remarked in a condescending and contemptuous tone, "Your hand is really dirty."
Hints of embarrassment surfaced on the other's face. Having long heard of the mafia head's arrogance and disregard for people, he retracted his hand and tried to break the awkward tension by saying, "Boss Gu sure is vigorous and imposing!"
The poker-face Gu Jinglian blandly replied, "Our time is precious, so just skip the chit-chat and proceed with the transaction."
"Sure, sure."
The man snapped his fingers, which got his subordinates coming over with several suitcases in their hands. With a sweep of his eyes, he noted that there were six large suitcases in all.
