"Sorry, I'm a policeman, not a cleaner!" If Old Joseph had been a good officer, Tang Zheng wouldn't have minded putting in a little extra effort, as that's what newbies are supposed to do, but their first impression of each other was just too terrible.
"Kid, you've got guts!" Old Joseph turned and walked away.
"Looks like I've got myself a new target," Tang Zheng shrugged his shoulders and went downstairs, where he found the enthusiastic middle-aged policewoman and subtly inquired about the officers' intelligence.
For lunch, Tang Zheng ordered takeout for all the officers present, which earned him some points for his influence.
"I'm telling you, Leon, you haven't been out all morning, had a dispute with Joseph, right? Don't worry, that guy is a weak miser, only bullying newbies with no status and extorting money from others, you just need to stand firm, and he will shrink away," the middle-aged policewoman advised Tang Zheng.
