"Mr. Ho."

"The Governor has asked me to give you some gifts, and I hope you will recover soon."

Following.

Ho Fu.

Deer antler velvet, sea cucumber, liver abalone, tiger bones, and bullwhip are placed in boxes, and each gift is packaged in a delicate wooden box, and a label is affixed to the outside of the box, on which the category is written.

He Dingxian invited Ge Bai to sit down, let the servant serve tea, and said with a smile: "The governor is more and more aware of gift-giving, let you come and run, won't it be troublesome?" ”

"No trouble."

Ge Bai hurriedly put down the teacup and said with a smile: "I just want to catch up with He Sir as well." ”

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

He Dingxian reached out and took out one in the humidor, and the servant handed the cigar to Ge Bai again, and Ge Bai looked at He sir tentatively.

"It's just a cigarette."

"I can't die."

He Dingxian smiled and lit the cigar, skillfully swallowing clouds and spitting out smoke, not at all like he was sick.

Ge Bai calmed down and smoked a cigar: "The middle level of the police force asked for leave, but the chaos became more and more serious, the governor was supposed to come in person today, but he was entangled in government affairs, busy with meetings, speeches, and phone calls to his ancestors." ”

"That end."

"Really sent troops?"

Although the North has always claimed that it is the spontaneous behavior of the militia and takes the initiative to cross the border to protect the villagers in the New Territories, the militia is also a people, and the reserve is also a service!

In the inland system, the militia is one of the three major systems of the army, and most of them are composed of veterans, and they have to undergo regular training every year

What volunteers, fishermen, militiamen

As soon as the old family wears plainclothes, they can't tell the difference, and the main one is blatant!

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

"Establish a new government, and still make Feng Ling the director."

Ge Bai smiled bitterly: "Don't be kidding, He sir." ”

Even Ge Bai, a pro-China ghost, is afraid to death, which shows that Hong Kong Island is turbulent, and the British capital has not been able to settle down for a year and a half, and the war can almost end here.

"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 wouldn't be sending thirty or forty people." He Dingxian said loudly: "It's not a secret, there were more than 100 people crossing the border in the morning, and the group of people in Shatoujiao deliberately gave you a warning, and the remaining more than 100 people are hiding in the New Territories." ”

"I have asked the ten surnames of the New Territories to unite and write a ceasefire with the Fighting Committee, and the Fighting Committee has to respect the opinions of the villagers in the New Territories, but the people will not withdraw for the time being, and they have to wait until the peace talks are over, and you can tell the Governor about this matter."

Ge Bai's heart jumped, he didn't expect that a joint establishment had already been ambushed in the New Territories, if it weren't for He Dingxian's mouth, the Hong Kong government would still be in the dark. Of course, if the Hong Kong government lacks a channel for peace talks, it is likely to make dangerous moves, and the role of Hong Kong bigwigs like Ho Ting-yin will be highlighted.

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

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

"That's a lot."

He Dingxian laughed loudly: "In another week, let the governor listen to it himself." ”

Ge Bai nodded: "Okay." ”

Ho Ting-yin wants the fire to stop first, but he does not want the negotiations to end immediately, because maintaining the apparent turmoil is conducive to further thwarting British capital, and with the announcement of the Sha Tau Kok friction, the Hang Seng Index has fallen to 58.61.

It is well below the initial index of 150 points, which is the lowest point in the history of Hong Kong Island!

The financial market on Hong Kong Island has fallen to a freezing point, and the only active only Chinese capital remains, which shows the terrible impact of the war on the economy, and everyone at the bottom should actually resist the war the most. Because, they do not have the capital power to profit in the war, and they do not have the military power to make contributions in the war.

They are the most affected by the economic market, the most kidnapped by government decrees, the easiest to be sacrificed, and the easiest to be taken lightly. The ideal of a great power belongs to the aspirant, and peaceful development belongs to every ordinary person.

If He Dingxian had not been sure to pull up the financial market, he would not have dared to take the Chinese capital to the fire, but the Chinese bosses dared to bet on the war, which was somewhat courageous. Maybe I was really beaten badly, and I want to vent my anger.

Sadly, the Chinese on Hong Kong Island have not been greatly affected by the turmoil, first, British-funded companies rarely employ Chinese, and most of the Chinese on Hong Kong Island work in Chinese-funded factories, or do small workshops and small shops.

Second, the Chinese citizens at the bottom are too poor, too poor, too poor to be sensitive to the financial market. As long as Hong Kong Island's economy recovers, they will hardly notice that the financial market has reached an all-time low.

Three days later.

"Brother Xian, when Lu Hanming was farming in the New Territories, he fell from the mountain and fell to his death." Lard Boy walked cautiously to the big guy and said in a low voice: "Lu Hantao handled the funeral for him, and everyone in the New Territories said that he killed him." ”

"Wrap a piece of gold for me."

Ho Ting-yin swings with both hands and plays a round of golf.

The lard boy bowed slightly: "Okay." ”

"Let Lu Hantao come to the house on the weekend and bring someone who can talk." He Dingxian straightened his sunhat, held the stem pole and said: "He has done everything he should do, and if he doesn't give him an explanation, I'm afraid I won't be able to sit still." ”

"Huh."

Lard Boy smiled, "Understood." ”

He was very resistant to Lu Hantao's killing of the big guy, and anyone with a little morality in his heart couldn't accept it. He Dingxian thinks that Lu Hanming is selfish and lets so many people die in the New Territories, and it is normal to take his life to resist.

Either Caesar or nothing.

Very simple!

Moreover, he did not ask Lu Hantao to kill the pro-boss, the original reminder was nothing more than hoping that Lu Hantao's position would be firm, and the change in Xuanwumen would be no problem, and it would be ridiculous to engage in a "welcome back to the two saints".

Lu Hantao may not be able to compare with Lu Hanming in terms of fighting ability, Lu Hanming let him take the position, maybe he can let him go down. He Dingxian hopes that there will be someone to control the New Territories for him and balance the clan forces, and it is best if that person has a stain.

"That's right."

"You find out how Lu Hanming died, collect some evidence, and open a case in the police force." He Dingxian beckoned and said in a low voice: "Let Chen Zichao save the file, and it may be useful one day in the future." ”

"Okay."

Lard nodded cheerfully.

"Ho sir."

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

Weekend.

Taiping Mountain.

Bai Liji stood in front of the mirror in the office, smeared the hair oil on his head, combed it finely, checked the tie again, turned his head and said, "Show me the medal." ”

“sir。”

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

"Ready."

"Call a tow truck to pull it, don't drive over." After the governor finished his instructions, the assistant immediately said, "It has been arranged." ”

"Hmm."

Bai Liji thought about it again, found that there was no problem, folded his suit, strode out with a group of subordinates, and took a special car with a crown to take pictures down the mountain to Yunxian Street.

Meantime.

"Mr. Ho."

Lu Hantao wore a short shirt, stood in the living room and bowed: "The ten surnames of the New Territories have arrived. ”

He Dingxian sat on the main seat of the sofa, raised his head and glanced out of the door when he heard the words, and beckoned: "Come in and drink tea." ”

"You stay outside."

Lu Hantao turned around and ordered, Liao Changqing, Situ Ying and other uncles were standing at the door, not daring to have a moment's face.

"Drink tea."

He Dingxian put down a cup of tea and glanced at Lu Hantao with appreciation, he could treat his uncles obediently in a short time, but he couldn't do it with a ruthless word, it seems that Lu Hantao does have some ability.

Having said that, Lu Hantao invisibly took a right path, the future clan can't play the same as before, know how to hide behind the power, and be a local resource-based businessman is indeed the way to play for the clan in the new era.

They are not triads, they are not businessmen, they are stewards in the service of power.

As the most advanced capitalist society in East Asia, Hong Kong Island must understand that it is not only politicians, businessmen, triads, and hillbillies who must be transformed!

"Thank you."

Lu Hantao held a cup in both hands and lowered his head to drink tea.

He Dingxian cocked Erlang's legs, supported the sofa with his right hand, and stood behind Lan Gang, Yan Xiong, Lei Luo and others. Some of them are smoking cigars, some are standing with their hands in their hands, and some are chatting, showing their power wantonly.

Inside and outside the villa, there were more than 30 plainclothes bodyguards, each with a gun bag at their waist, looking vigilant.

"I'll be here when I get back to Hong Kong."

As soon as He Dingxian's words fell, a convoy had already stopped at the door, and more than a dozen special agents came down first, one of whom was wearing a fast gun and body armor, and was violent. Lard Boy walked in quickly: "Brother Xian." ”

"The man has arrived."

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

"Give the Governor a little face."

Bai Liji had just gotten out of the car and brought people to the gate of He Mansion, when he saw He Dingxian coming from afar, and said with a smile on his face: "Sir, thank you for coming to the Humble House, making the Humble House shine." ”

Bai Liji walked into the open iron door, and just as the rest of the spies were about to follow the door, the bodyguards on both sides stretched out their hands and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. He's mansion is not allowed to enter unarmed!" ”

The secret service never dreamed that anyone on Hong Kong Island would dare to stop the Governor's Guard, but it was a group of plainclothes police officers who stopped them, and even the gun license was issued by the Governor! Bai Liji didn't know how to feel in his heart, but he didn't care about it on his face, and waved his hand: "You just wait at the door, what sir and a group of commanders protect me, am I still afraid that something will happen?" ”

He Dingxian smiled on his face, but he didn't say anything to let the bodyguard let him go, obviously asking the governor to enter the villa alone to negotiate. However, after the five retinue unloaded their weapons, they acquiesced to their follow-up to the villa.

Today, the two parties negotiate, one side acts as an intermediary, everyone has a gun under their hands, even the most vulnerable New Territories, there are still more than 100 people hidden in the housing village. He Dingxian, as a middleman, must ensure the safety of both buyers and sellers, and He Fu does not allow the second gun to appear, which is his principle of doing things!

The third is a paragraph, and it feels like the picture is average. Two shifts today, three shifts tomorrow.

(End of chapter)