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1701【Bad news comes!】

A moment---

Bailiqu said goodbye to Mai Lihao at the door with a smile, and got into his own exclusive Rolls-Royce.

Mai Lihao waved goodbye to him outside.

Bailiqu opened the car window, briefly explained to Mai Lihao, and then ordered the driver to drive.

Watching the car shadow leave, Mai Lihao took a deep breath, looked at the sky with his hands behind his back, and murmured: "Does Hong Kong want a change? No, I won't let him do it! Hong Kong will always be our Britain.

The Chinese people want to be the masters of this world, which is delusional!"

Come to Slys in the car.

Bailiqu leaned on the car with some difficulty, holding his eyebrows with his fingers. The conversation he had just had with Mak Lihao at the Hong Kong Governor's House came to mind, and he sneered: "Do you want to be re-elected as the Hong Kong Governor? You have to see if you are good enough."

You have to be qualified! I am old and don’t have much time to survive, so I will definitely seize this opportunity!"



The Huo Family Mansion in Hong Kong.

"Hey, Third Young Master, are you in such a high mood today that you come to my place to drink soup?"

In the evening, Xu Shixun, the third young master of the Xu family, came to Huo Da's old home carrying the best Pu'er tea. Before he could hand over the gift to the Huo family's servants, he was teased by Huo Zhenting, the eldest son of the Xu family.

"But I'm sorry, we didn't cook for you tonight, you were a step late!"

Mr. Huo and Mr. Xu are quarreling with each other these days. Specifically, they each bought a football team and prepared to play a "friendly match".

Originally, Mr. Huo's football team was very famous in Xiangjiang, and many people wanted him to win. Mr. Huo himself was a fan, and he believed that under his leadership, the football team could dominate the world and kill everyone.

On the contrary, Xu Sanshao knew nothing about football, and the reason why he bought the football team was purely for fun.

At first, Young Master Huo didn't take Third Young Master Xu seriously, and even teased him not to cry if he lost the game.

Who would have thought that this friendly match would end with Xu Sanshao's victory and Huo Dashao becoming mute!

"How can it be?!"

For a time, Mr. Huo couldn't accept the reality, and many fans couldn't accept the reality.

Only Mr. Xu accepted the reality very quickly. He not only ridiculed Mr. Huo for being capsized in the gutter, but also ridiculed Mr. Huo for not knowing how to pretend to understand before. He thought he was so sharp, but he was also a rookie.

How could Young Master Huo swallow such a sigh of relief and fall out with Third Young Master Xu on the spot, putting aside his harsh words and saying that the two of them would never have any contact with each other until death.

Xu Sanshao didn't take it seriously at the time. Instead, he booked a hotel to celebrate and danced and played music for three days.

Three days later, Xu Sanshao woke up from the excitement and felt that what he had done seemed to go too far. After all, everyone has their own areas that they should not touch. Huo Dashao had a special liking for football, but he was deeply involved in this aspect.

I insulted him so badly----

After thinking about it, Mr. Xu wanted to reconcile with Mr. Huo many times, but he couldn't save face.

Those media reporters were adding fuel to the flames. They wrote in newspapers and magazines that "Third Master Xu and Young Master Huo have parted ways" and "Broken friendship will lead to death." Some even directly fabricated the story that Third Young Master Xu and Young Master Huo were separated.

Swearing in vain, the Three-Character Sutra is flying----

In this case, Xu Sanshao was even more embarrassed to take the initiative to propose reconciliation.

The situation with Mr. Huo was actually similar. After he calmed down, he felt that his attitude was also wrong. At first, everyone was just playing around, but he didn't expect that he would take it seriously.

But if he were to take the initiative to find Xu Sanshao, it would be even more embarrassing.

Just when Mr. Huo was in a dilemma, he didn't expect Mr. Xu to come to the door today with a gift. Needless to say, he must have come to apologize.

"I'm not here to drink soup!" Xu Sanshao said.

"Oh, I understand, you came here to apologize! Okay, I accept your apology!" Mr. Huo said with a tight gesture, his hands behind his back.

"I'm not here to apologize!"

"Uh, you're not here to apologize? Then what are you here for?" Young Master Huo asked in surprise.

"I'm here to see Mr. Huo!" After saying this, Third Young Master Xu ignored Mr. Huo and walked straight towards the back room.

Young Master Huo stopped backing up and hurriedly caught up: "Let's be clear, you want to do it with me?!"

"I have something very important to see him for!"

"How important is it?" Young Master Huo chased after him, "Tell me the same thing!"

"You can't be a homebody!"

"Uh, what did you say? Who said I am not a family member? I am the eldest son in the family, and my father has entrusted me with many things..."

As he spoke, Mr. Xu had already arrived in the back room. Mr. Huo had not been feeling well recently, but he had contracted an old disease. When he was young, he traveled on the sea and fought against pirates without fear of life and death, so he was infected with the disease.

At this time, Mr. Huo was wearing a Tang shirt and holding a soup bowl in his hand, taking Chinese medicine. Next to him, Mrs. Huo was nagging him: "Are you afraid of hardship at such an old age? Is one sugar enough? No more. You also know that your blood sugar is high.

…”

"Uncle Huo!" Xu Sanshao came into the room and shouted.

Huo Darao looked up and saw him, and said with a smile: "It's you, you haven't come to my place to drink soup for a long time - I'll ask your aunt to help you make soup later, don't leave!"

"You can drink the soup after that. I have something important to ask you!" Xu Sanshao looked a little anxious.

Young Master Huo stepped out from behind and said to his father: "I asked, but he didn't tell me that he must see you!"

Mr. Huo finished drinking the soup and handed the bowl to his wife.

Mrs. Huo took out her handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth, then turned around and said to Mr. Xu with a smile: "I'll go out first, and you guys can talk!"

As the hostess of a wealthy family, she knows how to measure things. She knows that when men talk about important things, it is best for women to avoid them.

After Mrs. Huo went out, Mr. Huo pointed to the seat and said to Xu Sanshao: "Don't be anxious, sit down and talk slowly!"

Xu Sanshao also calmed down his emotions at this moment and found a seat to sit down.

Mr. Huo sat down next to him and said to himself, "I want to see what you are going to talk about today."

The maid came forward and brought the tea, then bowed slightly and turned around to go out.

"Uncle Huo, something big has happened!" Xu Sanshao pondered his thoughts, "I just got news from the Hong Kong Governor's Office. Regarding this term of the Hong Kong Governor's election, there is a big move in London this time---

-"

Mr. Huo didn't say anything, he just smacked his lips, savoring the bitter aftertaste.

But Young Master Huo couldn't help but said: "What big move?"

"London allowed Chinese people to run for the post of Governor of Hong Kong this time, and also recommended a person, that is——Shi Zhijian!" Xu Sanshao finished speaking in one breath, and then he picked up the tea cup on the coffee table and took a sip.

Big mouth.

"How can it be?"

Elder Huo was fine and remained calm, but Young Master Huo jumped three feet high in excitement.

Mr. Huo glared at his son.

Only then did Mr. Huo realize that he had lost his composure. He sat down again and said, "I'm so excited - this is great news!"

"Wrong!" Mr. Huo suddenly said, "Not only is this not good news, on the contrary, it is bad news!"


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