"Are you playing too big?" Shi Zhijian heard this and just smiled softly, "It's just building a bridge. To be honest, I didn't know it would involve so much!"
"Are you really not aware, or are you pretending not to know?" Mr. Huo glanced at Shi Zhijian, "On the surface, this is a bridge, but you know best what it is actually!"
Mr. Huo said as he finished the tea cup he was holding, "You have touched the interests of those British guys. You can't build this bridge!"
"The Portugal side has already been negotiated." Shi Zhijian took a sip of tea and said, "We just have to wait for Hong Kong."
"It's different." Mr. Huo handed the tea cup to Young Master Huo. Young Master Huo hurriedly took it and refilled the tea cup.
"The Portuguese are now in decline and have no control over Macau at all. Hong Kong is different. The British are still clinging to Hong Kong. Now you want to build a bridge and rebel?"
"It depends on people!" Shi Zhijian stood up and said, "I will submit this proposal. The history of Hong Kong people having to take the Star Ferry to go to Macau must be over!"
Mr. Huo sighed, stood up, and handed the proposal in his hand to Shi Zhijian: "I can't help you much. Since you are so determined, I won't say anything more. There is just one thing - if you need anything, just ask.
!”
Shi Zhijian smiled, "To be honest, what I came here to ask for is your words!"
After Shi Zhijian left with the proposal, Mr. Huo did not sit down, but paced back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back.
"Dear Governor of Hong Kong, you don't have to worry about this!" Bailiqu looked at Mai Lihao and smiled: "I know best the virtues of the Chinese! One person is like a dragon, and all three of them are insects!
They like to fight among themselves the most, and when the time comes, all it takes is a few dog bones to make them fall apart!"
Shi Zhijian nodded, "Mai Lihao told me early on that he would not approve it."
Yan Xiong hurriedly ran over to help hold the umbrella.
Baili Qu was sitting on the sofa behind him, with his civilized staff by his legs. He drank coffee contentedly and said, "Shi Zhijian is a smart man. Of course he is not humiliating himself by doing this. He is just doing it for a formality! Use reality.
Actions tell everyone that Shi Zhijian means what he says!"
"You have to give everything a try, right? If you don't try, how will you know the result?"
"I hope so!" Mai Lihao looked at the continuous rain again.
At the door, four guards of the Hong Kong Governor's Office with guns and ammunition hurriedly saluted the car.
"What I mean is that you are older than A Jian and have been friends with him for so long, but you haven't learned any skills from him. The only thing you can do well is make tea?" Mr. Huo looked at his son and asked.
Face unhappy.
Chen Taize opened the car door.
"Of course we are recruiting troops to support A Jian! He cannot handle such a big thing as building a bridge alone!"
It had been many years since Mr. Huo had seen his father take a matter so seriously. He couldn't help but say, "You know A Jian's character. Even ten cows can't pull back what you decided to do!"
"You only know how to make tea?"
Young Master Huo said aggrievedly: "Don't compare A Jian with me. He is not an ordinary person. Don't talk about me. Not even Mr. Xu and other famous children in Hong Kong can compare with him!"
Mr. Huo took a deep breath, looked at his son, and said after a long time: "What you said is quite right."
"Mr. Shi, did the Hong Kong Governor's Government not approve your proposal?" Yan Xiong asked Shi Zhijian cautiously in the driving car.
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"It's stabbed!" Mai Lihao reached out and closed the curtains to isolate the rain outside. He turned to look at Baili Channel: "I know his character best. He doesn't like to admit defeat. What do you think he will do next?"
"Shi Zhijian is not an ant." Mai Lihao was worried, "You know his energy better than anyone else!"
The car hit the road, its wheels smashing away rainwater as it drove towards the outside of the Hong Kong Governor's House.
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Young Master Huo's self-esteem was hit: "Can you give me some face? Even if you admit it in your heart, don't say it out loud!"
As he spoke, Bailiqu walked to the window, opened the curtains that Mai Lihao had just drawn with a civilized stick, looked at the rain outside and said: "Hong Kong people are destined to be slaves of us British for the rest of their lives!"
"Then you still--" Yan Xiong stopped talking.
Yan Xiong winked at Sha Danxiong: "Drive first!"
"Dad, what are you doing on the phone?"
"How to do it?" Bailiqu stood up holding the civilized stick, with a trace of unruliness on his lips: "No matter what he does, he will lose in the end! Do you know why? Because Hong Kong belongs to our British Empire, not to the Chinese.
Hong Kong! No matter how strong these Chinese people are, what's the use? If necessary, crush them to death, just like crushing an ant to death!"
Shi Zhijian got in the car.
"You are my son, and I know best what kind of material you are made of!" Mr. Huo shook his head and said, "It would be great if Ajian were my son!"
Outside the Government House, it was raining heavily.
Boss Huo ignored him, "Go ahead and make your tea. I have to make some phone calls first!"
Shi Zhijian came out with a proposal, his face gloomy.
"Chinese Chamber of Commerce!" Shi Zhijian spat out a few words.
"Uh, what do you mean?"
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At the window on the second floor of the Hong Kong Governor's House, Hong Kong Governor Mak Lih-ho, with his hands behind his back, watched Shi Zhijian's car leave and murmured: "I told you before that I wouldn't approve it, so why did you come here to humiliate yourself?"
Sha Danxiong, who was in charge of driving, turned to look at Shi Zhijian and asked, "Mr. Shi, are you going to Biandu now?"
"Indeed!" Bailiqu raised his eyebrows, raised his civilized staff and shook it twice, "He is an extraordinary person. According to Chinese people, he can be said to be a dragon or a phoenix among people, but so what? He is the only one to blame.
You were born in the wrong era, and the fault is that you are a Hong Konger, and you are destined to be governed by us!"
Mr. Huo glanced at his son.
"But there are times when slaves rebel -" Mai Lihao walked to Bailiqu and said, "If he asks those Chinese for help, if the number of nominations exceeds a hundred, even if I don't approve it, he can directly submit the proposal
Submit it to Parliament for review!”
Young Master Huo was still brewing tea on the tea table with a graceful attitude.
Young Master Huo rolled his eyes, "Please dad, I'm still in front of you!"
Yan Xiong sighed: "These ghost guys are so evil. Even if we join forces with the Chinese Business Association, I'm afraid we won't be able to compete with them!"
Shi Zhijian glanced at Yan Xiong, "Do you really think so?"
Yan Xiong nodded: "I know you are going to the Chinese Business Association now to find support, but those Chinese businessmen are all ghosts and ghosts. A long time ago, Mr. Huo was suppressed by the ghosts for helping the mainland. Not only did those Chinese businessmen not help,
He kept silent and took the opportunity to snatch his real estate business...Businessmen are always only interested in profit and rarely have feelings for family and country!"
After saying that, Yan Xiong looked at Shi Zhijian cautiously, only to find that Shi Zhijian was looking at him strangely.
