Cheng Gong truly lives up to his name, which indicates knowledge and success.
Zheng Dazhi entered the room, and the two people sitting on the sofa stood up, their stiff Public Security uniforms starkly contrasting with the bystanders in the alley.
"Hello, are you Comrade Zheng Dazhi?"
"Oh, yes, yes, just call me Zheng."
The senior detective leading the conversation joked, "How can we call you Zheng? You should be called Old Zheng."
Laughter filled the room.
Cheng Gong gestured with a wave, "Come, come, sit down, let's sit and talk."
The two new policemen from the municipal Public Security Bureau remained seated on the sofa, while Zheng Dazhi and Cheng Gong sat opposite them. All four wore smiling faces, showing no sign of discrepancy. Officer Wang had initially intended to enter, but, upon reaching the door and witnessing the scene, he felt a chill run down his spine and opted to turn back.
