Using the information available and the special memories in his mind, Zhou Quan instantly saw through that old fox Chan Fong's true intentions.
The thief crying thief. You certainly have plenty of tricks, old man!
He sneered inwardly, but his expression betrayed nothing.
As an expert in psychology well versed in microexpressions, Zhou Quan naturally had no trouble putting on an act and playing along.
"Mr. Chan, a joint anti-drug operation by Hong Kong, Taiwan, Japan, and South Korea would clearly be very effective in combating drug crimes in the Asia-Pacific region."
Still wearing the same formal smile, Zhou Quan slowly continued, "As the front line responsible for ensuring Hong Kong Island remains Asia's safest city, our Hong Kong Island Police Force is naturally duty-bound to participate."
"However, our Security Department will need to draw up more detailed and rigorous deployment plans for the specifics of the operation."
"I'll give you a definite answer before work tomorrow, Mr. Chan."
At that, Zhou Quan raised a hand and picked up the teacup before him.
He did not drink, but simply watched Chan Fong calmly.
For all Chan Fong's claims of being a Western elite, he was still ethnically Chinese.
How could he possibly fail to understand such a simple courtesy as raising one's teacup to see a guest out?
"Of course. This operation is no small matter, after all. It's perfectly understandable that you should consider it carefully, Sir Kwan."
Chan Fong tactfully rose to his feet, buttoned his suit jacket, and took his leave with the same impeccable courtesy.
"In that case, I won't take up any more of your time for now, Sir Kwan."
At the same time, Zhou Quan put down his teacup and stood as well.
Kwan Man Chin and Kung Ka-pui, who had been sitting beside