Rebirth: Outstanding

Chapter 73 has been clarified

It seems that it has become a common thing for senior officials or wives of the British colonies to love gardening. Ordinary Hong Kong Chinese are not interested in why these senior officials like to play with flowers and plants, but some caring people, such as Song Tianyao, know why. Latest and fastest update

Apart from the British interest in gardening, one more important point is that gardening can bring them closer to the nobility or the royal family. After all, the annual British Chelsea Flower Show will have royal family members, colonial officials or wives. Being able to return to the British mainland openly, take the exotic flowers and plants that he has collected from the colony to participate in the Chelsea Flower Show, and dedicate those eye-catching flowers and plants to the royal family after the exhibition, which is even more elegant and not kitsch way of making friends.

The Royal Hong Kong Horticultural Association is a place where a group of British people living in Hong Kong play with flowers and plants and communicate for the annual Chelsea Fair.

If there is plenty of time, Song Tianyao wouldn't mind spending some time to help the deputy director's wife find some rare flowers and plants, but whether it is time or money, this is not the best time and can only be discussed later.

Angie-Periss finished her breakfast, took a sip of her coffee, and looked at Song Tianyao: "Mr. Song, did you wait for the Mr. Chu and the deputy director to sit at the table just now? My business is over. ?"

"How do you think this life is better than eating a cold sandwich in the office of Gloucester Tower?" Song Tianyao raised his head and looked at the woman, smiling at her and asked. Latest and fastest update

Angie-Peris nodded: "Very good, but I think if you know the deputy director, people like me without a lawyer's license will be of no value to you, right?"

"How did you have this idea? Of course not, the head of the legal department on the business card is not joking." Song Tianyao replied to Angie-Peris sincerely.

Angie-Peris looked at Song Tianyao's eyes with an elegant smile: "If it were Mr. Chu, I might really believe it."

"If you like the current way of working, you can draw up a contract in your spare time to ensure that you will always have the current quality of life. This is not my sincerity." Song Tianyao groaned for a while, to Angie-Peris Said: "I also like your current style of doing things. I hope we can cooperate for a long time."

"Is it my cooperation with you or I cooperate with Likang." Angie-Peris raised her beautifully curved chin slightly towards Song Tianyao, as if she had brought some little pride.

"I." Song Tianyao watched Angie-Peris's movements, subconsciously stretched out his left hand, and gently squeezed the opponent's chin: "Your brain is currently the only thing I don't want to give to my boss.

When Song Tianyao's hand touched Angie-Peris's smooth skin, he realized that he was rude. The other party was not the dancing girl: "I'm very sorry, I was a little rude just now, please believe that I was unintentional."

However, as he withdrew his hand, he suddenly looked at Angie-Peris as if he was regaining his senses, with deep expressions in his eyes: "Are you teasing me?"

"Are you really only eighteen years old? God, when you reached out your hand to touch me just now, your eyes were like those middle-aged men over thirty years old. Only when they meet people or things they are interested in, they will have That kind of restrained but unconsciously revealing possession**. I didn’t tease you, just test it. The truth of what you said just now has proved to be true. I went to Huaxu, remember to help me. The waitress tip, the coffee tastes good, see you in the restaurant tonight." Angie-Peris smiled and made a victory sign to Song Tianyao, then picked up her hand bag and turned around and left the restaurant.

Song Tianyao lowered his head and fixedly looked at Angie-Perise's left hand just now, and suddenly laughed at himself.

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He went back to his guest room first and put the bag in the bedside table before Song Tianyao went out and stopped the rickshaw to go home.

The Du Lishi Hotel is very safe, at least it makes Song Tianyao feel safer than the bank. He carried his purse to the bank to deposit money. Maybe when he stepped into the bank door, he would be able to kill someone next to him and shoot himself headshot, and then **** the purse. , But this kind of thing won't happen in the Du Lishi Hotel.

Those Kuomintang troops who fled to Hong Kong were more than Jin Yalei, and Chen Ashi's gangsters were more straightforward, and the killings were never muddled.

Before Song Tianyao entered the wooden house area, he saw a crowd of people lined up in front of his old bean's shoe repair stall on the corner of the street, each holding a pair of shoes in his hand waiting to line up for his old bean to repair.

"When did the shoe repair earn this?" Song Tianyao walked off the rickshaw, dangling a cigarette, watching the scene of thirty or forty men and women waiting in line for shoe repair, and said something.

Song Chunliang swiftly helped people mend an old shoe, and could not even wipe the sweat from his face. Song Tianyao walked over and squatted in front of his honest and introverted old bean, and took out one that Chu Xiaoxin threw to him last night. Handed the Dunhill cigarettes to Song Chunliang.

Song Chunliang was lowering his head to mending, and suddenly felt that the three aunts and six women around him were quiet for a moment. He wanted to look up, only to see his son squatting in front of him and handing over a cigarette.

"So hardworking? Lao Dou, didn't you mean that you and my mother should clean up the house and prepare to move? You don't have to work so hard to come out?" Song Tianyao struck a match, waited for Song Chunliang to hold it in his hand, and frowned after helping him to light it. Asked.

Song Chunliang was coughed twice by the British smoke. He took the opportunity to reach out and wipe the sweat on his face. He continued to work with his head down and said: "I have nothing to do at home, thinking about moving away. Let the neighbourhood before leaving. Take out the shoes and I will repair them. After all, after so many years in the neighborhood, you old bean and I don’t have any other craftsmanship. I help you repair shoes and leave a thought."

It turned out to be free. No wonder there are such long queues.

"What's so good about the neighbourhood? Your police academy was unsuccessful. These guys fell into the pit. Wenwen almost had an accident and didn't see their helpers. She went home and rested." Song Tianyao didn't bother to look at the neighbourhoods that lined up. Lao Dou repairs his shoes for free, but everyone really has the face to run out to line up.

"You can’t say that. Other neighbourhoods have an accident. You old bean and I don’t have the guts to stand out and help. Everyone comes the same. You go home first. If I go home, your mother will only teach me. Listen to the neighbours here. Speaking, I feel better." Song Chunliang raised his head with a cigarette in his mouth, and smiled at his son who was squatting in front of him. That face was full of vicissitudes of life.

Seeing the two Fu Yixing brothers squatting across the street looking to run over and wince, Song Tianyao sighed: "If you like it, stop work early and go home for lunch. I will accompany you to drink two glasses in the afternoon. move Place."

After speaking, he stood up, took a few steps, and hooked his fingers at the two Fuyixing people in the distance: "What's the matter?"

"Secretary Song, Lao Ding said that he would send him a message when he saw you, and he immediately sent someone over and said that you asked him to check the matter. It has been found out." A member of Fu Yixing said to Song Tianyao: "Also, the last time you asked Brother Shan to go to the Saigon Police Station, Laoding has already come forward to negotiate."