Chow Sing Sing stood stunned for over ten full seconds before he finally came to his senses under the other men's intense gazes.
"Yes, sir!"
He sprang to his feet and raised his hand in salute, his voice brimming with gratitude and excitement.
"Thank you, sir!"
This was a Senior Superintendent's post. His boss himself had only held that rank before.
Chow Sing Sing knew perfectly well that as long as he followed closely behind his boss, joining the Police Force Management would certainly not be difficult.
Ever since the National Security Law had been put on the agenda, all the Security Department officers had understood very clearly how bright their prospects were if they followed their boss.
Even so, Chow Sing Sing had formed an expectation of his own. He had thought it would take at least another two or three years before he had a chance of reaching the rank of Senior Superintendent.
Yet now, with definite word having only just arrived that the Security Department would be reorganized into the National Security Department, he had risen with it to become its deputy head, entering the Police Force Management directly.
His boss had just stated outright that Number One had backed him, without mentioning his own involvement at all.
But how could Chow Sing Sing not understand that his boss must also have put in a great deal of effort behind the scenes?
Otherwise, there were nearly a hundred Senior Superintendents in the Police Force.
How could Number One, who stood at the very top of the Police Force, possibly have noticed him?
Even with nerves tempered by bloodshed, Chow Sing Sing was so excited at that moment that he hardly knew how to put his feelings into words.
His mind was still somewhat blank, and in the