"And you are?"
Jiang Weisheng asked in wary surprise.
"Security Department Logistics Division, Bill Homme."
Ace replied blandly.
"Bill Homme..."
Jiang Weisheng's brain spun rapidly, and he quickly matched the name to the right person.
"So you're Master Homme's son, my apologies for not recognizing you. What brings you here this time?"
His attitude became even more respectful.
"I'm just Brother Zheng's little sidekick. Wherever Brother Zheng goes, I go. Brother Zheng's word is my word, Brother Zheng's face is my face. Anyone who crosses Brother Zheng is crossing me, and if you cross me, then..."
Ace deliberately dragged out his words and left the sentence hanging.
"Then you're crossing our old man, Master Homme."
Liu Zheng picked up the line.
"Exactly. That's my Brother Zheng—our chemistry is perfect."
Ace grinned and gave him a thumbs-up.
"Alright, let's get back to business."
Liu Zheng steered the topic back.
"Ah? Ah, right."
