Reverse Rebirth 1990

Chapter 880 894 [Rebellious and unruly] Part [-]
Although Song Haiming and his wife don't think much of this "JP" who is similar to the title of "Security Captain" in the village; but this does not stop them from happily being the parents of "JP".

Therefore, the day before their son Song Zhichao went to the Governor's Mansion to accept the "honor", the old couple asked Niu Xiong to drive, let Ruan Jun escort him, and went to the major squares in Hong Kong to sweep the goods - saying that he wanted to buy some new clothes to set off his son, but he couldn't Let the son have no momentum here, it looks too shabby.

Song Zhichao has no objection to the disguised spending of money by his parents -- after all, it is a great pleasure to go shopping at their age.

As soon as Mom and Dad left by car, Song Zhichao received a call. The number looked familiar, but it was from the Secretariat of the Hong Kong Governor's Office. The phone said that the Governor of Hong Kong, Peng Dingkang, was invited.

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The Governor's Mansion is located in Upper Albert Road, Central, Hong Kong Island, in the mountain garden, built in 1855.

The building of the Governor's Mansion is quite magnificent. On the first floor, there is a large auditorium for many people to gather. There are doors on both sides and a waiting hall nearby.In the basement there is a restaurant large enough for banquets.In addition to the living room and living room of the Governor and his wife upstairs, there is also a small living room for gatherings, and three luxurious and elegantly furnished large suites for VIP reception.

The entire Hong Kong Governor's Mansion is high and low, patchwork, with white walls and red tiles, hidden in the lush trees, it looks peaceful and solemn, and it shows the extraordinary identity of the owner.

Song Zhichao was taken in by the female secretary of the Hong Kong Governor's Office Secretariat. The armed guards in front of the gate obviously recognized the female secretary, but they still checked Song Zhichao's ID carefully before waving him through.

Song Zhichao met this female secretary a few times, she was a Chinese-English mixed-race beauty—maybe because of the blood of the British Empire, her posture was a little arrogant, she didn't speak much, and she was cold.But her "unique temperament" was deeply appreciated by Lao Peng, the last governor, who believed that she had the dignity of the British Empire in her bones and was a person worthy of her, so she was brought from England to Hong Kong.

On the way, in order not to be too boring, Song Zhichao took the initiative to tease the beautiful secretary and asked her whether she liked Britain or Hong Kong after she had been in Hong Kong for so long.

The female secretary replied simply, "I am British, and of course I like Britain. As for my Chinese blood, I am ashamed of it."

Just such a sentence made Song Zhichao lose all interest.

If there is a problem with a person's concept, even ten cows will not be able to pull it back.

There was nothing to say along the way, and he seemed very deserted and embarrassed.

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Perhaps because of the identity of the owner, the spacious living room has a simple layout, but it looks majestic, peaceful and solemn.

First of all, the eyes come into contact with a huge bronze giant tripod, which is placed at the entrance of the welcome, implying "stable and stable", and also has the function of town house in Fengshui.

Looking at the east wall, there is a very beautiful Chinese painting, with the word "Zen" inscribed with a brush. The brushwork is concise, deep and indifferent, which makes people feel at ease.

Footsteps came, and Peng Dingkang, the last governor of Hong Kong, appeared.

Seeing that Song Zhichao stopped to look at the "Zen-like" Chinese painting, Lao Peng smiled and said, "My dear, although I don't know much about Chinese painting, I like Chinese brush characters very much-the word Zen has a profound meaning and is worthy of consideration." Deliberate and ponder."

Song Zhichao smiled, but didn't answer, because he knew that the other party invited him over suddenly, and he was definitely not here to practice Zen.

Lao Peng asked his secretary to prepare coffee, invited Song Zhichao to sit down, and started talking.

"Dear Song, how do you feel about being elected as a justice of the peace this time?" Lao Peng picked up a coffee cup and sipped coffee, and asked Song Zhichao with a glance. "You know, this selection was originally very cautious, but you are the only candidate, so we have to make a choice here, but we must also go along with public opinion-there are not many people in Hong Kong, but public opinion is very important, isn't it? "

Song Zhichao nodded: "You are right, Your Excellency Governor of Hong Kong. Although I don't know what the mainstream public opinion in Hong Kong is, I am still a little apprehensive to be nominated as a Justice of the Peace this time. Be responsible, and in the future, carefully understand the people's sentiments and do practical things for the people of Hong Kong."

Lao Peng nodded, "You are right. How do you say that old Chinese saying, when you are in charge of government, you must take the overall situation into account when you are doing things."

The female secretary delivered the cut fruits to the coffee table, and Lao Peng waved his hand to let the female secretary go ahead, indicating that he and Song Zhichao had some private things to say.

The female secretary glanced at Song Zhichao, said nothing, and went down.

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Seeing that there was no one else in the room except him and Song Zhichao, Lao Peng took a sip from his coffee cup, obviously thinking about how to talk to Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao took the initiative and said, "I know His Excellency the Governor of Hong Kong has other matters with me, why don't you just tell me...it can save us some time."

If it was in the past, who would have dared to talk to the Governor of Hong Kong like this, but the times are different now, it is already 1996, and in 97, China and Britain will hand over Hong Kong.

Many Chinese businessmen began to stand in line one after another, and the British Hong Kong government, which was originally powerful, was in decline. In the past, the Hong Kong Governor's Office was the object of fawning, but now it is they who want to win over these Chinese businessmen.What's more, Song Zhichao is not an ordinary person, but a representative of the young and middle-aged Chinese businessmen. He has a special status in Hong Kong. Although Hong Kong Governor Peng Dingkang is upset, he just smiled and said: "You are right, our time with each other is very important."

After a pause, he added: "You know it too, dear Song, actually this time I was under a lot of pressure to convince the British side to grant you the title of 'JP'."

"We British people are very strict in doing things. If you are a member of your own family, you will definitely help. If you are not a member of your own family, you will not be able to give opportunities... Do you understand this?"

Song Zhichao shook his head: "I'm sorry, I don't quite understand... Logically, things in Hong Kong should be decided by Hong Kong people. If you are willing to grant me the title of Justice of the Peace, I am willing to accept it; if you don't want to grant me this title, I don't care."

After saying this, Song Zhichao pointed to the "Zen" painting on the wall, and said, "Just like this painting, if you have it, you have it, and if you don't, you don't have it—you can't force it if you don't have it, right?"

Peng Dingkang drank his coffee slowly without speaking.

Just now he forced Song Zhichao to stand in line, intending to make Song Zhichao have no choice, after all, a gentleman of balance is a great temptation; but he did not expect that Song Zhichao was so strong that he was unwilling to stand with the British.

"Damn it, this guy is not easy to win over!" Hong Kong Governor Peng Dingkang was thinking.

"Dear Governor of Hong Kong, although I am a businessman, I am first and foremost a Chinese. Here I can tell you unreservedly that I am not interested in your British Empire, nor do I want to immigrate to the UK. So, do It doesn’t matter if I don’t become a justice of the peace, the important thing is that I know what to do, how to stand in line, how to explain to Hong Kong people, my parents and ancestors!”

Peng Dingkang: "..."

Never expected that Song Zhichao would be so "upright", directly broke the barrier between the two, and made everything clear.

"Song, didn't you think about the consequences when you said that?" Lao Peng was also angry, and his tone became severe.

Song Zhichao smiled, "What are the consequences? You let people trip me up, just like your Hong Kong British government did to Huo Daheng, making it difficult for me to gain a foothold in Hong Kong? Wake up, dear Governor of Hong Kong, it is now It's been 96 years, and next year you will go back home, back to your UK --- this is where we Chinese are, and you can no longer do whatever you want!"

"You—" Lao Peng didn't expect Song Zhichao to dare to "touch porcelain" with him like this. He was so fearless, he sat up straight, pointed at Song Zhichao, his lips trembled, and was so angry that he couldn't speak for a while.

Song Zhichao smiled slightly, got up suddenly, and said to Peng Dingkang who was pointing at his nose: "I've had my coffee, and I've said what I need to say—if you have nothing else to advise, then leave!"

After saying this, Song Zhichao turned and left the living room.

In the back, Peng Dingkang was trembling with anger, but there was nothing he could do, and then he slowly leaned back on the sofa -- his fingers tapped rhythmically on the coffee table, thinking about what to do tomorrow, which is to cancel the "JP" award ceremony, Or bite the bullet and carry on?

Song Zhichao's rebelliousness made the Governor of Hong Kong very distressed.

(End of this chapter)