"Director Pan!"
"Director Pan..."
The four men playing mahjong immediately nodded their heads with obsequious smiles.
This shirtless middle-aged man was none other than the head of the security department, Pan Baoshun.
He glanced at the men and was about to walk away.
"Director Pan, stop!"
Suddenly, Jiang Xinghai called out to Pan Baoshun and strode over.
"And who might you be, kid?" Pan Baoshun squinted. He didn't recognize Jiang Xinghai.
"Director Pan, his name is Jiang... Jiang Xinghai. He's the new driver."
At that moment, the sturdy, dark-skinned young man rushed over, and the other three men surrounded them as well.
Even the men who had been sound asleep on the foam mats were jolted awake.
"Oh? Something you need?"
Pan Baoshun stared at Jiang Xinghai, his expression dismissive.
