Three days passed in a flash. On the elevated gallery inside the top-floor banquet hall on the seventy-fifth floor of the Kum To Hotel,
Zhou Quan, dressed in a neat suit, was chatting and laughing with Chan Lap Ming, the head of TNS in the Asia-Pacific Region.
"Sir Kwan, sorry for the trouble tonight."
Chan Lap Ming's smile was just right, neither overly ingratiating nor lacking in warmth.
Although the Police Force had approached them and requested their cooperation with the security arrangements,
Chan Lap Ming had always been adept at handling people. Naturally, he would give the police officer before him every respect.
"You're too kind, Mr. Chan!"
Zhou Quan returned a warm smile and exchanged pleasantries with Chan Lap Ming.
"I should be thanking you for your understanding."
Sir Kwan had always drawn a clear distinction between gratitude and grievances. Although Chan Lap Ming was a foreigner, he had been very cooperative with his work.
Zhou Quan took things as they were. He would not put on airs because of the other man's background or his modesty.
Both men regarded each other with goodwill, so their conversation was naturally very congenial.
The security work on Zhou Quan's side was being handled by the commanders of his various groups.
The reception arrangements on Chan Lap Ming's side were, of course, being handled by TNS's professional staff.
Ordinary guests were not enough to interrupt their conversation.
"Sir Kwan, Mr. Huo and the other distinguished guests have arrived. I'm sorry I can't keep you company any longer."
Only when the important guests for tonight's jewelry exhibition arrived did Chan Lap Ming give Zhou Quan an apologetic smile.
"Please, go ahead, Mr. Chan!"
Following Chan Lap Ming's gaze, Zhou Quan nodded in understanding.
At that moment, several influential figures from Hong Kong