In a hurry to let the military band and flag raiser continue to rehearse, Han Xuan sent Mr. An Wenbin away, and then had a leisurely breakfast, and then read the newspaper.

Secretary Shen Yutong, holding a white square flat box, came behind Han Xuan and whispered: "Little boss, your customized clothes are shipped from the United States, do you want to try them?" ”

Han Xuan turned around and put down the cup, raised his arm to open the lid of the box.

Inside is a black Burberry suit, the brand was bought by his grandmother and reborn, relying on many new clothes, breaking the old style that has not changed for decades, and becoming more and more youthful.

The cuffs of the suit have Burberry classic stripes, and the black stripes are not abrupt, but at a glance you know that it is Burberry.

"Put it in the room, I'll try it later.

In the afternoon, I will wear formal clothes and go to see the flag-lowering ceremony of the Hong Kong Governor's Palace, and you can imagine the face of the Hong Kong Governor of Patten Cham, which will be very exciting. ”

Shen Yutong knew that the reason why the little boss had been staying in Xiangjiang recently was to watch the handover ceremony with his own eyes, and he wondered how an American could be so enthusiastic about the affairs of Huaxia, so he asked him puzzled.

Han Xuan replied, "What's so hard to understand.

At that time, my fathers, because of the turmoil brought by these colonists, could not live anymore, so they left their homeland to work as coolies in the United States, and my grandfather often talked to me about this.

We overseas Chinese are all from the same place, so we are so united, and we all hope that the motherland can be better.

Although it is difficult to help in many things due to various concerns, it is necessary to help one when it comes to helping, and the old men in the family have taught me since I was a child that I should not forget my roots.

At that time, the ancestors were not angry and lost this more than 1,000 square kilometers of land, and countless people beat their chests.

Guan Tianpei is in his sixties, and he kills the enemy with a knife to prevent them from violating the territory; Chen Huacheng, the commander of the Naval Division, a member of the Fujian First Grade, was obviously able to escape, but he shouted that he was ordered to resist the thief, and he would repay the country with his death and personally go into battle to kill the enemy.

There are countless such heroes, all of whom died defending their homeland, and now they can turn a blind eye when they regain the lost territory.

What is the matter with our Chinese land falling into the hands of others, although it is only so little bigger, but it is comfortable to take it back, I heard that in Los Angeles' Chinatown, people celebrate today like the Chinese New Year. ”

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The old man is here.

He was especially happy today, with a white handkerchief tucked into the breast pocket of his suit, and he couldn't wait until the night came.

At noon, we went to have a meal together, received visits from old friends in the afternoon, and in the evening, we set off for the Governor's Mansion to watch a play.

Pooh and Barry Jr., two fat men, sat side by side in the back of the Ford pickup, attracting the attention of many passers-by.

Obama really went black.

The newly grown hair is blue-black, like a blue cat, mixed with the previous white hair, which looks dirty.

Han Xuan finally figured out the reason for its abnormality, and the veterinarian examination did not find any problems with its body, so he made a bold guess: this white tiger has mutated again!

The white tiger is sparse and common, and the zoo can buy it for a little money, but the direction of its mutation this time is not ordinary, and it is likely to be the "blue and black tiger" recorded in countless documents in history but rarely witnessed by anyone.

Like a tiger coming out of an ink painting, its hair is composed of blue-black, black stripes, and white.

Han Xuan is looking forward to it, but Obama doesn't like it, he has been taking a bath a lot lately, wanting to wash off the black, thinking that he is not beautiful anymore, and he has a sad face all day long, sighing for a long time.

After coming out of the tunnel, I came to Albi Road in the middle of Central, where there was a huge crowd of people waiting for the upcoming flag-lowering ceremony.

Since its construction in 1851, the British flag has been flying at the Governor's House for more than 140 years, and today represents the end of an era.

The small vendors also came to join in the fun, and there were a lot of people buying food, Anya ran to buy fish balls, happily took them to eat, and fed them to Han Xuan.

Soon after, a car with the British crown insignia drove up, and out of it came an old blond man, who was the Governor of Hong Kong, Chris Patten......