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A few days later.

After half a month of renovation of the abandoned garment factory, the interior has basically been repaired, the potholes that should be filled have also been filled, the inside has been repainted with white paint, the broken glass windows and doors have all been replaced with new ones, the sink behind the factory has drained the sewage, smashed the rotten mud bricks inside, and re-paved with a new layer of cement, but the weather in Hong Kong has not been very good these days, the sun has not come out, gloomy, almost a week, the cement inside has not been completely solidified and dry, and it is not possible to store water。

Up to now, most of the garment factory renovation and printing plant project has been completed, and the remaining project is to build a new warehouse within the wall of the "printing factory" to store books and printing materials.

In the process of renovating the factory, the University of Hong Kong also sent people to inspect it, and Director Huang, as a representative of the school's contact with the publishing house, came here in person, and was very satisfied with the progress of Fok Yiuwen's renovation of the entire garment factory, and also brought him good news.

Director Huang sat in the rest room of the printing house, held the teacup and blew it, took a sip slowly, and said to Huo Yaowen, who was sitting directly opposite: " The president has communicated well with the University of London, and the textbooks of the Department of Philosophy and the Department of Law will be handed over to our publishing house at a low price, or someone should bring relevant printed materials and books to Hong Kong in a few days, and I will arrange for someone to send them over, and in five or six months the two departments will enroll students and start classes, and this year the school plans to expand the number of students in the Department of Philosophy and the Department of Law to 300 students, so you should print the textbooks required by the 300 people in advance. ”

Although the lounge is some distance from the printing room next door and two walls, the smell of ink inside still wafts here, Huo Yaowen smelled the unique smell of ink, and couldn't help but shrug his nose: "Since it has been decided to use the textbooks of the University of London, we will directly arrange for the workers to start work after Director Huang sends someone to send the materials and book templates, but do the textbooks of other departments need to be printed?"

Director Huang put the teacup in his hand back on the table, shook his head and said: "The school has signed contracts with other printing houses before, and it will not expire until next year, so the textbooks of other departments do not need to be printed, but if there is a printing need in normal times, it can be handed over to the club to be printed." ”

There is no need to print textbooks for other subjects, but it is good news for Huo Yaowen, now there are two printing presses in the company, and the 24-hour uninterrupted operation can only stabilize at about 1,000 copies, which is about to bid for the order of the Education Department, and can work less to prepare for the printing of the Education Department's order in the future.

Huo Yaowen nodded, thought of another thing and asked, "What does Director Huang think of the school newspaper being handed over to the student union?"

Because when the contract was signed with the University of Hong Kong, the school put the three old lead printing presses that the earlier publishing house closed down and stored in the school warehouse as scrap metal, and prepared to throw them to Fok Yaowen, in line with the principle of waste utilization, Fok Yaowen was thinking of using these three lead printing presses to print the school newspaper, and the previous principal Le Pinchun had also agreed, but the publishing house now has no manpower to typeset articles and produce the school newspaper, so Huo Yaowen is ready to hire some people in the school's student union to serve as reviewers and arrangers.

Director Huang said: "I discussed with the heads of several faculties, after all, the school newspaper is the school newspaper, and most of the content reported is also the situation on campus, or articles submitted by students, so it is appropriate to hand over the student union to be responsible for the art and review and arrangement, and the president has also agreed to calculate a small number of credits for students who participate in the free work of the school newspaper." ”

Hearing about the promise of free labor, Huo Yaowen grinned: "That's good, the publishing house has been very busy recently, and many things need to be started over, and the production of the school newspaper can only be handed over to the student union to be responsible." ”

"Well, then I won't disturb your work, the school has been busy with the affairs of the philosophy department and the law department recently, and this is about to enroll students, and the dormitory building has not been discussed to be built there, I think it may be to reuse the former plum hall and ceremonial hall. Director Huang said as he got up and prepared to leave.

Huo Yaowen stood up and prepared to send him off: "Didn't the plum hall and the ceremonial hall be washed away by the torrential rain? ”

In 1966, when Fok Yiuwen had just studied at the University of Hong Kong, he lived not in the University Hall, but in the Mei Hall, a 50-year-old dormitory building, which was washed away in a sudden heavy rainstorm in Hong Kong in 66, and even the ceremonial hall next to it was washed away.

Director Huang pursed his lips and walked out of the door of the rest room: "It's collapsed, but the foundation is still there, and it won't cost much if it is demolished and rebuilt, and it is much more cost-effective to build a new one." By the way, I've already said hello to the school warehouse, so I'll arrange for someone to move the printing press over later, although it's a little old, but I think it's all good. ”

After sending Director Huang to the door of the printing factory and watching him drive away, Huo Yaowen glanced at the time on his watch, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon, and it was only about an hour before Lei Luo's invitation, so he turned around and found Zhang Zhide, who was busy in the factory, and asked him to arrange for the workers to go to the warehouse of the University of Hong Kong to receive the three old lead printing presses, and he drove to No. 16 Baijia Road in Mid-Levels to make an appointment.

Around two o'clock in the afternoon.

On Baijia Road in the mid-mountain area, a blue car drove slowly on the road, approaching the No. 16 house number, Huo Yaowen's heart was unprecedentedly nervous, when he met Lei Luo in Liti, he just toasted a glass of wine without humility or arrogance, without nervousness or timidity, after all, the two would hardly have any communication at all since that parting, but they never expected that this situation would occur today.

Soon, when he saw the gate of No. 16 Lei Mansion, which was only a few dozen meters away, Huo Yaowen licked his somewhat dry lips and stepped on the accelerator and drove over slowly.

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Under the leadership of Uncle Chang, Huo Yaowen walked into this luxurious villa, went up to the second floor and entered a study, Uncle Chang asked him to wait in the house for a while, and then went out to arrange for the maid to pour a cup of tea and send it in.

If he was a little nervous before he came in, Huo Yaowen's heart was much calmer now, and he glanced at the layout of this study, except for a desk, the bookcase next to him was full of all kinds of books.

Huo Yaowen silently took a sip of tea, and was still thinking about when Lei Luo would come, but he heard the door of the study being opened from the outside, and with a "click", a middle-aged man with oily hair and a suit with a slight fat stride in, although there was a slight smile on his face, but it gave people the illusion of not being angry and arrogant.

"Brother Lak!" Huo Yaowen got up and said hello without being humble or arrogant.

"Sit down and say. Lei Luo waved his hand and motioned for the other party to sit down, saying that he himself also sat on the main seat of the desk and began to observe Huo Yaowen.

Although Lei Luo had seen Huo Yaowen when he was in the Rechi before, it was a long time ago, and he definitely couldn't remember what this kind of little person looked like, so now Lei Luo looked Huo Yaowen up and down very carefully, about twenty years old, very young, wearing a gold-rimmed frame, full of a literati and elegant temperament, handsome, well-mannered, and indeed a talent, no wonder his daughter likes it.

At the same time that Lei Luo was observing Huo Yaowen, Huo Yaowen was also observing Lei Luo, but he didn't stare directly at him like the other party, but just looked at him with a clarifying gaze.

Lei Luo saw that Huo Yaowen was neither humble nor arrogant, and he did not have the slightest timidity in the face of himself, so he nodded secretly in his heart, and said directly: "Does Mr. Huo know that I asked you to come today to talk to you?"

Although Huo Yaowen guessed a little in his heart, he would definitely not say it, but he just shook his head and said that he didn't know.

Seeing that the other party shook his head, Lei Luo didn't care to ask, but just said to himself: "Suzhen is my little daughter, her mother died of illness when she was young, so I also love her the most, I can't bear her to suffer, give her the best clothes, the best housing, the best food, and almost everything I can give will give her the best." Su Zhen is now over eighteen, and she has already reached the age of leaving the cabinet, I talked about it on the day of her coming-of-age ceremony, as long as my little girl has someone she likes, even if it is a four-nine boy, I don't care, because I have the strength to support him, I want to do business, I pay money, I want to be in politics, I have connections, and I want to be an errand man, I am brave enough to talk about it and give him a chief inspector to sit down. ”

Huo Yaowen, who was sitting directly opposite, heard his domineering and self-confidence in Lei Luo's words that seemed to be chattering, and a rotten boy dared to say anything and put him in the position of chief inspector.

"But......" Lei Luo's voice changed, his face suddenly became gloomy, and his eagle-like eyes looked directly at Huo Yaowen like a sword: "But I am brave enough to deceive my little girl's feelings, I swear that there is no place for him in Hong Kong, even if he runs anywhere, I will want him to live rather than die!"

Huo Yaowen's pupils subconsciously shrank and dilated again, he was indeed shocked by Lei Luo's words and momentum just now, he didn't believe that people's momentum could force another person, but now facing this 500 million inspector, he really deeply understands what it means to be imposing.

After finishing speaking, Lei Luo's face gradually calmed down, but the aggressive momentum before dissipated at this moment, as if an ordinary old father was asking Huo Yaowen with a smile on his face: "Now I ask you, are you dragging my little girl Suzhen?"

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