Hong Kong Police Force Chief

Sitting side by side in the young and modern living room, Song Shichang personally poured a cup of tea for Zhou Quan.

As for Zhou Xingxing, Xu Zhengyang and others, the servants in the villa are naturally responsible for entertaining them.

"I heard that Sir Zhou likes to drink tea. Shichang specially brought a piece of Pu'er from home. Please try it."

Song Shichang was busy for a while, which showed the importance he attached to Zhou Quan.

Immediately, he ordered a middle-aged man in a suit and tie behind him: "Mike, bring the gift I prepared."

Zhou Quan paused slightly in picking up the teacup, but he remained calm on the surface.

He can contribute to the honor of his motherland, but if there is any financial transaction involved, it will undoubtedly insult his personality and moral character.

"Then I have to taste Mr. Song's cup of tea to see what it tastes like!"

After taking a sip of tea, Zhou Quan smiled meaningfully.

Song Shichang, who is well-known among the children of the Hong Kong aristocratic family and has officially begun to take over the Dafeng Group, would not be so unwise.

"I don't understand tea either, but my father has a lot of knowledge about it."

Song Shichang was also a thoughtful person, so he could certainly hear the implication of Zhou Quan's words.

However, he was not in a hurry to explain anything. Instead, he joked with a bit of self-deprecation.

"Let me tell you something that will make you laugh, Sir Zhou. I secretly took this tea from my father's tea room."

Song Shichang is very confident in the gift he prepared. He believes that as long as the truth about this gift is revealed, it will be revealed.

Opposite me, Sir Zhou, who is very popular in the police world, will never have any resistance.

Coupled with the joke about taking the initiative to expose one's shortcomings just now, the distance between the two parties can be shortened immediately.

Just when Zhou Quan and Song Shichang were chatting in confusion, pretending to understand.

The middle-aged man came to the two of them holding a folder.

"For my personal affairs, I have exhausted Sir Zhou and the police officers in West Kowloon. Shi Chang feels deeply guilty!"

Song Shichang took the folder and pushed it in front of Zhou Quan.

Immediately, Song Shichang was heard to say sincerely: "This agreement was specially drafted by Shichang's lawyers in gratitude for the West Kowloon Police District's help."

"It's not an expensive gift, just two assault vehicles. Let's express our feelings."

If there were only Xu Zhengyang, Liang Jinbo and others in the field, Song Shichang would not waste so much effort at all.

He just grabs a check or a box of cash.

Even he himself cannot appear here at all.

But facing Zhou Quan, Song Shichang had to be more cautious.

Even though he was clearly expressing his gratitude now, the method he chose was obviously much more elegant.

Sending money directly to Sir Zhou would undoubtedly put Sir Zhou in an unjust position.

After all, the Independent Commission Against Corruption in Hong Kong and its anti-bribery regulations are by no means just for show.

By then, not only will you not be able to make friends with the promising Sir Zhou, but you will also have a high chance of directly offending Sir Zhou.

But if it's a donation of police cars, the situation is obviously completely different.

He, the executive director of Dafeng Group, is currently supporting the construction of the police force and conducting charitable undertakings in a legal and compliant manner.

"Brother Song, if you don't mind, just call me by my name."

Pushing the folder back in front of Song Shichang, Zhou Quan's mouth curved into a just right curve.

"As for this donation agreement, Brother Song should contact Sir Mo from our Ministry of Internal Affairs!"

Zhou Quan's current actions do not mean that he has rejected Song Shichang's kindness.

On the contrary, Song Shichang's cheerful approach was very much in line with Zhou Quan's thoughts.

His attitude can be seen from the changed title.

Zhou Quan himself has considerable assets, and he cannot let money bring any stain to him.

But Song Shichang raised the level of this gift to the level of the entire West Kowloon Police District, so there was obviously no need for him to refuse.

Even if the handover of the assault vehicle is ultimately the responsibility of the Internal Affairs Department in West Kowloon.

But anyone with a discerning eye can see that he, Zhou Quan, played a very important factor in this process.

Zhou Quan seemed to have recorded Song Shichang's thoughts in his mind.

"Brother Zhou, don't worry, I will ask Mike to contact Sir Mo from your Ministry of Internal Affairs later!"

With a hearty smile, Song Shichang also inadvertently drew closer to Zhou Quan again.

Both of them understand each other's abilities and background, so they both have the idea of ​​making friends with each other.

For a while, the two of them were chatting, and the atmosphere between them became more and more heated.

"Brother Song, there is still work at the headquarters, so I won't bother you too much!"

The fragrance of the tea was still lingering, Zhou Quan looked at Da Jin Lao on his wrist, stood up and said goodbye.

Although the two of them seemed to be reluctant to talk to each other, Zhou Quan still needed to pay attention to the actions against Guan Chai Ba.

He didn't have much time to chat with Song Shichang here, and Song Shichang was also a busy man.

Zhou Quan had already noticed the middle-aged man beside Song Shichang and wanted to remind Song Shichang several times.

However, in the end, they were all stopped by Song Shichang's eyes.

"The official duties of the police force are more important. After all, Brother Zhou, you are responsible for the safety of the entire West Kowloon!"

Song Shichang stood up, and the smile on his face was like a spring breeze.

"I'll see you off, Brother Zhou!"

"When you have free time, please let me know."

"Brother Zhou and I met too late, but it's a pity that we can't have a drink together today!"

The sedan chair was carried by many people, and Zhou Quan was also very good at dealing with people. He would never let Song Shichang's words fall on the ground.

"I will visit Brother Song after I'm done with this period of busy work."

Nodding slightly, Zhou Quan also smiled warmly and joked, "When that time comes, Brother Song, don't mind me disturbing you!"

At this point, Zhou Quan's eyes swept over Zhou Xingxing and Xu Zhengyang who followed him out.

"Axing and the others are my elite, and Lieutenant Xu is a professional sent by the motherland."

He smiled confidently, which gave Song Shichang a reassurance.

"Brother Song can rest assured about Miss Yang's personal safety."

Looking at the heavy weapons Zhou Quan had specially called in, as well as the imperial guards he had personally invited, Song Shichang nodded in agreement.

If Yang Qian'er had any mishaps under such circumstances, it would be her fate.

Then, the two of them exchanged pleasantries while walking out of the villa's lobby together.

"Please stay, Brother Song!"

Rejecting Song Shichang's continued good intentions, Zhou Quan left the sea view villa alone.