Wei Zheng was dressed in the crisp, dark green uniform of the Special Search Team, his regulation button fastened securely, with the silver stars on his epaulettes glistening in the sunlight.
He held a blue folder in his hands and quickly descended the steps.
The newcomers around him, who were still making a commotion, immediately fell silent at the sight of the rank insignia on his shoulders and unconsciously straightened their postures.
Wei Zheng maintained a stern expression as he walked through the crowd until he reached the three before him, where his cold demeanor melted into a gentle smile.
"Have you been waiting long? There was some traffic on the way, and I just got here as well."
Raising the folder in his hand, Wei Zheng explained:
"Come, the few of you follow me inside first to handle the paperwork. The lobby is full of people today, and waiting in line could be painstakingly slow; I'll take you through the fast track."
"Brother Wei, always so dignified!"
