I won't take the responsibility, but I still want the benefits.
That was always how Zhou Quan behaved when facing his own boss.
Of course, this so-called responsibility referred to matters beyond his capabilities and authority.
It certainly did not mean taking the fall in the negative sense, or lacking a sense of responsibility.
Whenever it was time for Sir Kwan to step forward, he never held back to protect his own reputation.
To the men under Zhou Quan, he was clearly an excellent, qualified boss, fully deserving of his position and deeply loved.
Now that Zhou Quan was facing his own boss, he likewise saw no need to stand on excessive ceremony.
Otherwise, the Big Boss would not have been his boss in Zhou Quan's eyes, but merely a superior officer.
"Oh, Zhou Quan!"
The Big Boss gave Zhou Quan a rather speechless look, then nodded somewhat helplessly.
"All right. Go back and write up an application. I'll consider it as appropriate later."
As he spoke, the Big Boss slowly picked up his teacup.
He did not bring it to his lips, but simply watched Zhou Quan quietly.
This trusted favorite of his, who controlled the largest apparatus of force in all of Hong Kong, had never known the meaning of restraint when asking for something.
Having firmly occupied the position of Hong Kong Island's highest administrator for several years, how could the Big Boss not understand Zhou Quan's character and way of doing things?
Every year, when the Hong Kong Government's Finance Department approved the budgets for the various departments, the Hong Kong Island Police Force presented the thorniest problem.
To secure even a little more funding, Zhou Quan, the Police Force Number One, completely disregarded any concern for his dignity.
Blocking the doors of the Big Boss's