Chiang Tin-sang and Lam Wai Lok hurried to the off-road vehicle, one on either side.
"Inspector Chan, Sir Lau, long time no see."
Lam Wai Lok, who had dealt with Chan Wing Yan and Lau Bo-keung many times, asked with a broad smile, "Is Sir Kwan in the car?"
As he spoke, Lam Wai Lok discreetly glanced at the rear seats of the Mercedes-Benz off-road vehicle.
Unfortunately, the one-way privacy glass on the windows prevented him from seeing anything inside.
Neither Chan Wing Yan nor Lau Bo-keung answered, but both slowly nodded to Lam Wai Lok.
The two of them, along with Chow Sing Sing, could be said to have succeeded Zhou Quan in turn.
Naturally, they were no strangers to the former Lok Chiu of Jordan.
"I'll invite Sir Kwan out."
The smile on Lam Wai Lok's face grew even brighter as he hurried toward the vehicle's rear door.
At the same time, Chiang Tin-sang also moved to approach.
But Lau Bo-keung, standing in front of Chiang Tin-sang, immediately raised his left hand and blocked him.
"Step back!"
At that moment, Lau Bo-keung's right hand had even reached his waist.
Chiang Tin-sang barely knew his boss. How could he possibly qualify for the same treatment as Lam Wai Lok?
Catching Chiang Tin-sang's rebuff out of the corner of his eye, Lam Wai Lok's steps grew lighter.
In terms of standing, you, Chiang Tin-sang, certainly aren't beneath me, Lam Wai Lok.
But when it comes to how much we matter to Sir Kwan, do you even deserve to compare yourself to me?
Bending slightly at the waist, he opened the car door. The instant he saw Zhou Quan, Lam Wai Lok immediately toned down his smile.
"Good afternoon, Sir Kwan!"
He greeted him respectfully. "I didn't know you were coming