Within a few minutes, He Wenzhan brought two disposable paper cups filled with boiled water into the Conference Room.
Looking at the steaming paper cup on the table before him, Lam Wai Lok did not hesitate for a moment. Ignoring the water's temperature, he picked it up and took a small sip.
The gesture left Kam Tsz Tai beside him slightly taken aback.
Ah Lok, you're Wo Sing Wo's Leader in Jordan, after all. Surely you aren't so thirsty you've forgotten your manners.
Besides, that's boiling water in the cup.
But on second thought, Kam Tsz Tai understood the meaning behind Lam Wai Lok's gesture.
The bastard's using this cup of boiling water to show Sergeant Zhou his attitude.
Kam Tsz Tai shot Lam Wai Lok a dark look. I'd heard that Wo Sing Wo's Ah Lok relied on his brains, but do you really need all these little tricks?
Having risen to become Hung Hing's Leader in Tsim Sha Tsui, Kam Tsz Tai was certainly no fool, however straightforward he was and however much faith he put in his fists.
Although he inwardly despised Lam Wai Lok's little ploy, he was not the slightest bit slow to act.
Picking up the paper cup, Kam Tsz Tai forced himself to endure the heat and swallowed more than half the boiling water.
The water was scalding hot and genuinely difficult to swallow.
But however difficult it was, it could not be worse than watching a juicy prize slip away from right under his nose.
If this bastard wins Sergeant Zhou over, how is Hung Hing supposed to keep operating in Tsim Sha Tsui?
After putting down his paper cup, Kam Tsz Tai could not help glaring at Lam Wai Lok again.
*Take a good look, you scheming little snake. Your big