Zhou Quan liked drinking tea. Although he rarely practiced the tea ceremony, he was certainly familiar with the process.
His boss had just reached the tea-rinsing stage, so after taking over, he continued with the remaining steps.
After smoothly performing the Chaozhou Gongfu Tea ceremony, Zhou Quan presented his boss with a cup of Da Hong Pao, its reddish liquor so clear it could reflect a face.
Although he had not yet reached the level of identifying tea by its aroma and flavor, he was certainly familiar with the basic varieties.
As the Police Force's first Number One after Hong Kong Island's return, Sir Hui naturally enjoyed the deep trust of the island's higher-ranking leaders.
Even if the pot of Da Hong Pao before them had not come from that mother tree on Wuyi Mountain, it was certainly a treasure rarely found on the market.
Thanks to his boss, he was in for a treat today.
Even though he was already inwardly salivating a little, Zhou Quan maintained an outward expression of respect for his boss.
He set down the tea utensils and stood before Number One, his posture as straight as a pine.
"Sit down already, you!"
Number One gave Zhou Quan a look of feigned displeasure and teased him with a chuckle. "How come you've become more and more reserved since putting on those two batons?"
Such familiar words showed just how much Number One liked and appreciated Zhou Quan.
"Boss, I really am a little overwhelmed!"
Zhou Quan smiled sheepishly and obediently sat on the sofa opposite Number One.
Well versed in social niceties, Sir Kwan could naturally hear the warmth and affection in his boss's words.
That was why he had abandoned his usual, more formal address of "sir" in favor of the closer, more private