C31 The Meeting Again

"Hahaha, good morning, Ho!" A familiar, robust voice rang out from behind Ho Lee, unmistakably belonging to a middle-aged man with a confident air.

Ho Lee parked his battered electric scooter with deliberate care, locking it up before leisurely straightening up to face the voice's owner, the security guard known affectionately as Uncle Chen. With a polite smile, he greeted, "Good morning