Hong Kong Island Old Events

"Mr. He."

"The Governor specially asked me to send you some gifts. I hope you will recover soon."

The next day.

He Mansion.

Boxes of deer antlers, sea cucumbers, liver abalone, tiger bones, and bull whips were placed in boxes. Each gift was packaged in an exquisite wooden box, with a label on the outside of the box with the category written on it.

He Dingxian asked Ge Bai to sit down, asked the servant to serve tea, and said with a smile: "The governor is getting better and better at giving gifts. Is it not troublesome to ask you to come over?"

"No trouble."

Ge Bai quickly put down the tea cup and said with a smile: "I just want to catch up with Sir He."

"I haven't seen you for a few days."

He Dingxian reached out and took out a cigar from the cigar box. The servant handed the cigar to Ge Bai. Ge Bai looked at Sir He tentatively.

"Just a cigarette."

"Can't die."

He Dingxian smiled and lit his cigar, puffing out the smoke skillfully, not looking like he was sick at all.

Ge Bai calmed down and smoked a cigar: "The middle-level police force asked for leave, but the chaos intensified. Originally, the governor wanted to come in person today, but he was busy with government affairs and was busy with meetings, speeches, and phone calls to his family."

"That end."

"Are we really sending troops?"

Although the North has always claimed that it was a spontaneous act of the militia, taking the initiative to cross the border to protect the New Territories villagers, the militia is also a citizen, and the reserve force is also a service!

In the Mainland system, the militia is one of the three major systems of the army. It is mostly composed of veterans and undergoes regular training every year. At present, most of the reservists have actual combat experience. It will not be as good as fifty years later.

What volunteers, fishermen, and militiamen?

When the old man wears plain clothes, he can't tell the difference between ghosts and ghosts, and the main one is blatant!

Seeing the timid look on Ge Bai's face, He Dingxian smiled secretly in his heart, hooked his cigar with his fingers, and exhaled: "What are you afraid of?"

"If we re-establish a government, we will still appoint you as the director."

Ge Bai had a wry smile on his face: "Don't be joking, sir."

Even pro-China ghosts like Ge Bai are scared to death. It can be seen that Hong Kong Island is in turmoil. The British capital has not been able to settle down for a year and a half. The war is almost over.

"Don't worry, the other side just wants to protect the compatriots in the New Territories and has no intention of entering Hong Kong Island. Otherwise, it would not be sending 30 or 40 people." He Dingxian said: "To be honest, there were more than a hundred people crossing the border in the morning. , those people in Sha Tau Kok deliberately gave you a warning, and the remaining more than 100 people are hiding in the New Territories."

"I have asked ten surnames in the New Territories to unite and submit a ceasefire to the Struggle Committee. The Struggle Committee has to respect the opinions of the New Territories villagers, but the people will not withdraw for the time being. They have to wait until the peace talks are over. You can tell the Governor about this."

Ge Bai's heart skipped a beat. Unexpectedly, a group of liaocheng organized troops had already laid an ambush in the New Territories. If He Dingxian hadn't spoken out, the Hong Kong government would still be in the dark. Of course, if the Hong Kong government lacks channels for peace talks, it is likely to make dangerous moves. The role of local bosses like Ho Dingxian will be highlighted.

"Thank you, Sir He. I'll call the Governor when I get back."

Ge Bai said nervously: "Are there any conditions?"

"a lot."

He Dingxian laughed loudly: "In another week, let the governor come to listen in person."

Ge Bai nodded: "Okay."

Ho Dingxian hopes to stop the fire first, but does not want the negotiations to end immediately, because maintaining the surface turmoil will help further frustrate British capital. With the announcement of the Sha Tau Kok friction incident, the Hang Seng Index has fallen to 58.61.

It is far lower than the initial index of 150 points, the lowest point in Hong Kong Island’s history!

The financial market on Hong Kong Island has fallen to freezing point, and the only active ones are Chinese capital. This shows the horrific impact of war on the economy. Everyone at the bottom should actually be the most resistant to war. Because they have no capital power to profit from the war and no military power to make meritorious deeds in the war.

They are the most affected by the economic market, the most kidnapped by government orders, the easiest to be sacrificed, and the easiest to be taken advantage of. The ideal of a great power belongs to those with ambitions, while peaceful development belongs to every ordinary person. If you regard the ideal of a great power as an ambition, you must first ask yourself whether you deserve it!

If He Dingxian had not been sure to pull up the financial market, he would not have dared to take chestnuts from the fire with Chinese capital. However, the Chinese capital bosses dared to bet in the war, which showed some courage. Maybe he was really beaten badly and wanted to vent his anger harshly.

Sadly, the Chinese on Hong Kong Island were not greatly affected by the turmoil. Firstly, British-owned companies rarely hired Chinese. Most Chinese on Hong Kong Island worked in Chinese-owned factories or ran small workshops or small shops.

Secondly, the Chinese citizens at the bottom are really too poor, so poor that they have no sensitivity to the financial market. As long as Hong Kong's economy can rebound, they will hardly notice that the financial market has reached its lowest point in history.

Three days later.

"Brother Xian, when Lu Hanming was farming in the New Territories, he fell from a mountain and died." Lardboy carefully stepped to the boss's side and whispered: "Lu Hantao held the funeral for him, and people in the New Territories said he killed him. of."

"Pack a piece of silk gold for me."

He Dingxian swung with both hands and hit a golf ball.

Lardboy nodded slightly: "Okay."

"Let Lu Hantao come home on the weekend and bring someone who can talk to others." He Dingxian straightened his sun hat, weighed the dry pole and said: "He has done everything he should do. If you don't give him an explanation, I'm afraid he won't be able to sit down. Living."

"hehe."

Lardboy smiled and said, "I understand."

In his heart, he was very resistant to Lu Hantao's approach of killing his boss, and no one with a bit of morality in his heart could accept it. However, He Dingxian believed that Lu Hanming had allowed so many people to die in the New Territories for his own selfish reasons, so it was normal for him to sacrifice his life to pay for it.

The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit.

Very simple!

Moreover, he did not ask Lu Hantao to kill his boss. The reminder at the beginning was just that he wanted Lu Hantao to secure his position. The Xuanwumen incident was no problem, but it would be ridiculous to "welcome back the second saint".

In terms of fighting ability, Lu Hantao may not be as good as Lu Hanming. If Lu Hanming puts him in the position, he might be able to get him down. He Dingxian hopes that someone can control the New Territory for him and check the clan power. It is best if that person has a stain.

"correct."

"Find out how Lu Hanming died, collect some evidence, and file a case in the police force." He Dingxian waved his hand and whispered: "Let Chen Zichao save the file. It may be useful one day."

"good."

Lardboy nodded happily.

"Sir."

"It's your turn." Jian Baoning held the pole with both hands and looked to the side with a smile.

weekend.

Victoria Peak.

Bai Liji stood in front of the mirror in the office, put hair oil on his hair, combed it carefully with a comb, checked his tie again, turned around and said, "Show me the medal."

"Sir."

The assistant picked up a gift box with a bronze scepter on the table and presented it to the governor with both hands. The Governor opened it and admired it for a moment. Inside was a brand new Commander's Medal, with a ribbon in the box. He nodded with satisfaction, covered the box and handed it to his assistant: "Where's the car?"

"Ready."

"Ask a tow truck to pull it, don't drive over." After the governor's instructions, the assistant immediately said: "It has been arranged."

"Um."

Bai Liji thought about it carefully again and found that there was no problem. He closed his suit and strode out with a group of subordinates. He took a special car with a crown hanging on it to take photos and went down the mountain to Wyndham Street.

at the same time.

"Mr. He."

Lu Hantao, wearing a short shirt, stood in the living room and bowed: "Everyone with the top ten surnames in the New Territories has arrived."

He Dingxian was sitting on the main seat of the sofa. Hearing this, he raised his head and glanced outside the door, beckoning: "Come in and have tea."

"You stay outside."

Lu Hantao turned around and gave instructions. Liao Changqing, Situ Ying and other uncles just stood at the door, not daring to show their expressions for a moment.

"Drink tea."

He Dingxian put down a cup of tea and looked at Lu Hantao with admiration. Being able to treat his uncles into submission in a short period of time was not something he could do with just a ruthless word. It seemed that Lu Hantao did have some ability.

Having said that, Lu Hantao has inadvertently taken the right path. In the future, clans cannot play the same way as before. Knowing how to hide behind power and be a local resource-based businessman is indeed the way of clans in the new era.

They are not gangsters, businessmen, or stewards serving power.

Hong Kong Island is the most advanced capital society in East Asia. Not only politicians, businessmen, gangsters, and country bumpkins must know how to transform!

"Thank you."

Lu Hantao held the cup with both hands and lowered his head to drink tea.

He Dingxian crossed his legs and held the sofa with his right hand. Behind him stood Lan Gang, Yan Xiong, Lei Luo and others. Some of them were smoking cigars, some were standing with their hands behind their hands, and some were chatting, showing their power indiscriminately.

There were more than thirty plainclothes bodyguards standing inside and outside the villa, each with a gun pouch on his waist and looking alert.

"The governor will be here when we get back to Hong Kong."

As soon as He Dingxian finished speaking, a motorcade had already stopped at the door, and more than a dozen special agents got out of the car in unison. One of the people in the car was carrying fast guns and wearing body armor, and they looked menacing. Lardboy walked in quickly: "Brother Xian."

"People are here."

He Dingxian patted the armrest of the sofa, stood up and said, "Let's go."

"Give the Governor some face."

Bai Liji had just gotten out of the car and led people to the door of He Mansion. He saw He Dingxian walking from a distance, leaning forward with a smile on his face and saying: "Sir, thank you for coming to my humble home and making it shine."

Bai Liji walked into the open iron door. Just as the remaining agents were about to follow him, the bodyguards on both sides stretched out their hands and said, "Sorry, Mr. He's residence is not allowed to be entered with weapons!"

The Secret Service never dreamed that anyone on Hong Kong Island would dare to stop the Governor's Guards, but it was a group of plainclothes police officers who stopped them. Even the gun licenses were issued by the Governor! Bai Liji didn't know what he was feeling in his heart, but he showed no concern on his face. He waved his hand and said, "Just wait at the door. Sir and all the officers will protect me. Am I afraid of anything happening?"

A smile appeared on He Dingxian's face, but he didn't say anything to ask the bodyguard to let him go. He obviously asked the governor to enter the villa alone to negotiate. However, after the five followers unloaded their weapons, they still acquiesced in allowing them to follow the villa.

Today, there are two parties negotiating, one party acts as the middleman, and everyone has a gun. Even in the most vulnerable New Territories, there are still more than a hundred Inch Brothers hiding in the housing estates. As a middleman, He Dingxian must ensure the safety of both buyers and sellers, and the He government does not allow a second gun. This is his principle in dealing with people!

After the third update, I felt the picture was average. Two updates today and three updates tomorrow.