Hong Kong variety show: I'm actually the villain Kwan Cho!

On Lunar New Year's Eve in 2000, almost everyone in the police headquarters building was busy.

This excludes Guan Zu's team, which just cracked a major case and currently has almost nothing to do, so they can basically announce an early holiday.

Guan Zu, carrying several red envelopes, walked into the office area of ​​Group 1.

When Shen Anna saw Guan Zu enter, her attention was focused on the red envelopes in his hand. She silently counted them in her mind—four. Could they be for us? Thinking of this, her eyes unconsciously curved into two crescent moons.

Seeing her like that, Guan Zu gently tapped Shen Anna on the head with a red envelope: "What are you thinking about?"

Shen Anna rubbed her head, her eyes gleaming: "Sir, this red envelope?"

"You've used all your cleverness here. Here, this is for you," Guan Zu joked with a smile, pulling out a red envelope and handing it to Shen Anna.

Shen Anna stood up and respectfully accepted the red envelope: "Thank you, boss! Wishing you prosperity!"

Guan Zu ignored her again and handed the remaining three red envelopes to the other three group members: "Tomorrow is the Spring Festival. I wish you all a Happy New Year in advance. Let's keep up the good work next year, and have a safe and peaceful year with promotions and raises! Congratulations on your prosperity!"

"Thank you, Officer Kwan. Wishing you prosperity!"

After handing out the red envelopes, Guan Zu said a few auspicious words and then turned and left.

Entering Gong Jiapei's office, Guan Zu casually sat down on the sofa: "Gong sir, you wanted to see me?"

After spending this time together, the two had developed a very good relationship, and Gong Jiapei no longer cared about these details.

He laughed and said to Guan Zu, "You're quite generous, giving your subordinates red envelopes. What are we, the police officers, supposed to do?"

Guan Zu was slightly taken aback: "Gong sir, I just sent out a red envelope less than 3 minutes ago, how did you know?"

Gong Jiapei pointed to his eyes, took a folder from the drawer, and handed it to Guan Zu: "This is Wang Bao's case file from the Department of Justice. Take it and put it into storage later!"

Guan Zu stood up, took the folder, opened it, and looked up at Gong Jiapei, saying, "By the way, sir, according to the information from the Exit-Entry Administration Bureau, Wang Bao's wife and children had already flown to Canada the day Wang Bao was arrested!"

Gong Jiapei nodded indifferently: "Let him go. Wang Bao has so many enemies in Hong Kong; who knows what might happen to him!"

After saying that, she picked up her teacup and took a sip, then suddenly remembered something: "I heard you went to play basketball and ran into Zhou Zhipeng? And you two had a little unpleasantness?"

Upon hearing the name, Kwan Cho finally remembered that such a person existed and joked, "Officer Kung, why don't you apply for a CIB position when you get promoted next? Where did you get this information? I did run into him, but the problem is, it wasn't me who had the unpleasant encounter; it was him who was blind and offended Officer Lee. It has nothing to do with me! But hasn't he already returned? Why isn't he coming to work?"

Gong Jiapei's face clearly showed a hint of disdain: "That guy, relying on being your father's apprentice, is indeed a bit too much. However, he hasn't come back to work because his advanced courses haven't finished yet; he should be back after the New Year. But last time, he specially flew back from abroad to celebrate your father's birthday, didn't you know?"

Guan Zu was taken aback! He scratched his head and gave an awkward laugh: "Sir, you know we don't get along. I don't know when his birthday is!"

Upon hearing this, Gong Jiapei felt a chill run down his spine: "Okay, then it's alright!"

Upon hearing this, Guan Zu didn't say much. He stood up, cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, and said, "Officer Gong, I'll be leaving now. Happy New Year! Wishing you prosperity!"

"Happy New Year, and may you prosper!" Gong Jiapei also cupped his hands in a gesture of respect.

night,

Nathan Road, inside Kwan Cho's apartment.

Qiu Di sat alone on the sofa watching TV.

The television screen showed people joyfully celebrating the Spring Festival!

Qiu Di's eyes were vacant; although she was watching TV, it seemed as if she didn't see anything at all.

Just as Qiu Di was lost in thought, the door opened.

Upon hearing the sound, Qiu Di turned around abruptly and saw Guan Zu walking in with a smile on his face.

Just moments ago, Qiu Di had been frowning and looking worried. But as soon as she saw Guan Zu, she jumped up from the sofa, ran towards him, and threw herself into his arms, hugging him tightly.

Guan Zu patted Qiu Di's head affectionately and took out a thick red envelope from his pocket: "Look what this is?"

Qiu Di got up from Guan Zu's arms, looked at the red envelope in front of her, and snatched it away: "For me?"

Guan Zu nodded: "Happy New Year, dear!"

Holding the red envelope, Qiu Di seemed a little off; her eyes began to redden. Then she hugged Guan Zu tightly, kissed him hard on the lips, and wrapped her arms around his neck: "Honey, this is the first New Year's red envelope I've ever received in my life. Thank you!"

Guan Zu didn't say anything, but gently kissed Qiu Di's forehead, then with a strong effort, he picked her up in a princess carry and walked towards the sofa.

The two sat on the sofa, embracing each other. Guan Zu flicked Qiu Di's nose with a finger: "I bet you haven't eaten!"

Qiu Di pouted and didn't say anything.

Guan Zu patted Qiu Di's leg, signaling her to get up.

"No, I don't want to get up, I want to be held!" Qiu Di clung to Guan Zu's neck and wouldn't let go.

Guan Zu smiled and said, "Be good, listen to me, get up first, I'll show you something."

"What?"

"Get up first!"

Qiu Di then got up from Guan Zu's lap.

Guan Zu got up and went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, took out a small iron basin covered with plastic wrap, and waved it at Qiu Di, singing, "Ding ding ding ding! Look what this is!"

Qiu Di walked over and looked at it, her already large eyes widening even more: "Is this mackerel filling? When did you make it?"

Guan Zu said smugly, "I made this while you were at work this morning. I figured you wouldn't eat dinner while I was gone, so I decided to get it ready first and then we could make it together when I got back. We'll try to eat these dumplings before midnight!"

Qiu Di kissed Guan Zu again, then strode happily towards the kitchen: "I'll knead the dough, you prepare the filling!"

"OK!"

Before long, the two sat down at the table and started making dumplings. One rolled out the dough, and the other filled them, working together very well.

As Guan Zu rolled out the dough, he said, "I'm guessing we're the only two people doing this on the whole of Hong Kong Island right now?"

Qiu Di pinched a dumpling into shape and gently placed it on the cutting board before looking up: "By the way, didn't you go to your grandfather's house? Why are you back so soon!"

Guan Zu kept working with his hands: "I've eaten and paid my respects. My uncles and their associates are all businessmen, and they only talk about business matters. I didn't find it interesting. But you're still at home, so I spent some time with my grandfather, told a lie that there was something going on at the police station, and came back."

Qiu Di smiled and joked, "I'm an employee of the group now. Your maternal grandfather's business is so big, ranking in the top ten in Hong Kong. You said your uncles' business talk was boring, but those are wise words that so many people want to hear but can't get to hear."

Guan Zu pursed his lips: "Do you even know what the limitations of an era are?"

Qiu Di stopped kneading dumplings: "What is this?"

Guan Zu said with a smile, "Your husband has eyes that can see the future, so I don't care about their business ideas!"

Qiu Di picked up a dumpling wrapper and squeezed it in her hand: "Honey, look outside, are there any cows in the sky?"

Guan Zu shrugged. These days, no one believes you if you occasionally tell the truth. But then again, although he's not cut out for business, his mom is. He comes up with the ideas, and his mom does the execution—perfect!

After thinking it over, Guan Zu gave himself another task.

Finally, after a flurry of activity, the two of them brought the dumplings to the table at 11:55.

Guan Zu poured two glasses of the decanted red wine, handed one to Qiu Di, and raised his glass at the same time: "Happy New Year!"

Qiu Di also raised his glass and clinked it with hers: "Happy New Year!"

At the same time, the sound of fireworks and firecrackers rang out outside the window. A beautiful firework bloomed in the sky, and its red light shone on Guan Zu and Qiu Di's faces.

The festive atmosphere was instantly ignited!

Guan Zu picked up his chopsticks and said, "Dinner's ready!" He then picked up a dumpling and put it in his mouth.

As Qiu Di watched Guan Zu eat, a smile brighter than the fireworks outside the window spread across her face.