Chapter 469: 457 Fat Peng plays his British-style mine-laying trump card, flipping the table!

A black Rolls-Royce slowly drove downstairs to where Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan Zu lived in Causeway Bay.

It drew the gazes of the surrounding citizens.

"Isn't this the Viceroy's car?"

"Hey, it really is!"

"Why has the Viceroy come here?"

In an instant, the eyes of all the citizens nearby were drawn as if by an invisible magnet, quickly looking over from all directions.

The neighbors whispered to one another, curious and surprised.

At this moment, the car door slowly opened, and Fat Peng stepped out unhurriedly, standing before the crowd.

"Wow~~ It really is the Viceroy!"

"What is he doing here?"

Fat Peng was dressed in a well-tailored suit, his tie knotted meticulously, a gentle smile on his face.

He first 'pulled' his wife and second daughter out of the car.

The three of them stood in front of the car, waving to the neighbors of Causeway Bay.

"My dear fellow citizens..."

"Hello~~~"

"Good evening everyone, have you eaten yet?"

His enthusiastic tone was like a warm current, making many neighbors feel that this Fat Peng was quite approachable.

"Mr. Viceroy, why have you suddenly come to Causeway Bay?" a citizen asked curiously.

Fat Peng blinked his eyes, simultaneously holding up a finger and shaking it in the air, explaining with a hint of playfulness:

"I, you see, have received an invitation from a very important friend to attend a special family dinner. Can you guess who this friend is?"

Fat Peng at this moment had been trained by British elections; he was not only skilled at using humorous language to attract citizens but also adept at using body language to make himself the focus of the citizens' attention in every gesture.

He deliberately kept them in suspense, pausing for a moment, and only after seeing the confusion on everyone's faces did he continue: "This friend is Mr. Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan Zu."

As soon as these words were spoken, a wave of surprise rippled through the crowd.

"He actually came to find Ah Zu!"

"Brother Zu invited him to a family dinner?"

The sound of discussion rose one after another.

Fat Peng struck while the iron was hot: "Mr. Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan Zu and his Five Star Group have done so many genuine good deeds for this city. Whether it is sponsoring impoverished students, improving the community environment, or fighting for the rights of citizens and speaking out bravely, every single thing is admirable. I affirm his actions and admire them from the bottom of my heart. Although our statuses are different, we both harbor a common vision of making this city better and better, and it is precisely because of this that we have become friends."

"And my coming to Hong Kong Island is also based on a philosophy of governance that is close to the people. I have always believed that the existence of the government is to serve every citizen. I will be committed to improving everyone's living environment, allowing every child to enjoy quality education, and letting every hardworking citizen live and work in peace."

"Therefore, I have become friends with Mr. Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan, and together with him, we will shape a more beautiful tomorrow for this city."

And at this moment,

the TVB reporters who had been waiting here long ago faithfully filmed every expression and every subtle movement of Fat Peng throughout the process.

Upstairs,

Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan Zu and Gong Wei looked down at Fat Peng's performance, their teeth aching.

"Good fellow, he's started his speech!"

"Who the hell is friends with you!"

"And he even arranged for TVB to be here..."

Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan Zu said to Gong Wei: "Call Big Head and have him arrange for some men to steal the TVB videotape."

You want to show off? I won't let you.

After Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan Zu finished instructing Gong Wei, he called Ruan Mei and went downstairs.

Downstairs.

"Mr. Fat Peng..."

"Mr. Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan..."

Fat Peng roared internally: Don't call me Fat Peng!

The two greeted each other enthusiastically and then shook hands. Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan Zu gradually applied force, and Fat Peng's smiling face soon twisted, but with so many people watching, he had to force a smile.

It was a rather ugly smile.

"Click... click..."

Several reporters took photos, capturing this scene.

Fat Peng and Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan Zu shaking hands and having a family dinner showed that the relationship between the two sides was not as intensely contradictory or conflicted as the outside world imagined.

Then Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan Zu shook hands with Fat Peng's wife and his second daughter, Laura.

Huh...

This Laura is holding my hand, why is she gripping the whole thing? Shouldn't I be the one holding half?

Good fellow, is she trying to seduce me?

Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan Zu's expression remained unchanged as he invited the three of them upstairs.

On the stairs.

Fat Peng flattered: "It is truly rare for Mr. Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan to be so wealthy yet still live in this kind of building."

Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan Zu: "I personally prefer the atmosphere of the common people; the neighbors are all very warm. If I lived in a villa, it would be too cold and lonely, and no fun."

Laura nodded repeatedly: "This is good, I also like the liveliness."

Looking cheap.

Over at TVB,

in the News Department,

News Director Fei Ge was a bit annoyed and cursed: "What is wrong with you? The footage you shot is actually lost? Do you know how important this footage is? This was requested by the higher-ups, and you just lost it like that!"

"I don't know either~~~" the reporter looked shocked and bewildered.

"How could it just disappear for no reason?" the cameraman muttered while constantly rummaging through his bag.

Both of them found it hard to accept this fact.

"Are there any photos then?"

"No."

"............"

Fei Ge was so angry he wanted to kick these two losers to death!

News anchor Uncle Uncle Uncle Uncle Uncle Liang Uncle Uncle Uncle Uncle Uncle Liang Jingren: "Fei Ge, what should we do then?"

Fei Ge had a headache and ordered: "Weren't there reporters from other newspapers present at the time? Find them and buy the photos; this news must be broadcast!"

Soon,

at 19:00, the TVB news was officially broadcast.

The viewership rating was 23%.

Anchor Uncle Uncle Uncle Uncle Uncle Liang Uncle Uncle Uncle Uncle Uncle Liang Jingren: "Today, the Viceroy arrived at the residence of Mr. Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan Zu in Causeway Bay in his iconic black Rolls-Royce..."

"It turns out that Mr. Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan cordially invited the Viceroy to his home for a family dinner..."

"The Viceroy, having arrived in Causeway Bay, received a warm welcome from the citizens, and the Viceroy also interacted cordially with the citizens, his face always beaming with a kind smile."

"Subsequently, Mr. Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan Zu went downstairs to welcome him, and the two greeted each other warmly and shook hands."

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"From the current situation, the relationship between the Viceroy and Mr. Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan Zu is excellent... there is no deep conflict as rumored by the outside world."

"The Viceroy stated that in the future, he will work hand-in-hand with Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan Zu to create a democratic and harmonious society on Hong Kong Island..."

Li Family Villa.

Boss Li: "The new kidney? How does it feel?"

Li Da's complexion was somewhat haggard: "Still adjusting, but it's much better than before."

In the villa, a medical team was specially equipped for Li Da; this money was still worth spending.

Soon,

ATV news was broadcast, but today's news had nothing special.

Not long after, the secretary called: "Boss, TVB television."

Boss Li quickly changed the channel.

TVB anchor Uncle Uncle Uncle Uncle Uncle Liang Uncle Uncle Uncle Uncle Uncle Liang Jingren: "... The Viceroy stated... work hand-in-hand with Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan Zu..."

Boss Li: "??"

After listening to the second half of the news,

Boss Li, Li Da, and Li Er looked at each other.

Boss Li: "Tell me, what does this Viceroy mean?"

Li Da: "I just returned to Hong Kong Island and am not very familiar with the current situation. Ah Kai says..."

Li Er: "The Viceroy might be playing a game of chess; he wants to ride on Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan Zu's reputation... This must be combined with his political demands for coming to Hong Kong Island to serve as Viceroy..."

Li Er began to analyze.

To summarize in one sentence: It is a case of two tigers scheming against each other, and we shall see who wins in the end.

Mr. Li frowned.

Regardless of what conspiracy the Viceroy had against Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan Zu, the current alliance between the two—one holding power, the other possessing prestige and manpower—would be a terrifying force if they truly joined together.

It was not just Mr. Li who keenly sensed this;

many other big bosses, such as the other three major families—the three Guo brothers (who had split their assets), Mr. Li Ji, and Mr. Zheng—also sensed it.

There was also Mr. Wu of the Wharf Group, as well as Mr. Sir Sir Sir Sir Sir Huang from Singapore, Mr. Guo from Malaysia, the Li family, the Kadoorie family...

All the tycoons realized:

"Now, the wind and clouds are about to stir in Hong Kong again."

On the other side.

Tsuen Wan,

inside a cramped 50-square-meter tenement apartment with two rooms, a living area, a bathroom, and a kitchen.

A family: the male head Fatty Xue, his wife, the eldest son, the eldest daughter-in-law (pregnant), the younger son, and the younger daughter-in-law (pregnant)...

A family of six plus two was squeezed into this tiny space.

(Image: "Tales of the West - Bunk Bed")

The whole family shared one room; they had to queue to use the toilet and queue to take a shower.

The younger brother Sir Sir Sir Sir Sir Huang Jiaqian's wife, Julia, loved cleanliness and showered every day, twice a day, taking an hour each time. One day, Father Sir Sir Sir Sir Sir Huang suddenly had an urgent need, but Julia was still leisurely showering, so Father Sir Sir Sir Sir Sir Huang had no choice but to take off his pants and solve the problem right in the living room.

The father could no longer stand it and issued a direct order: whoever had a child first would get the apartment! The other couple would have to move out!

Thus, the eldest son's couple and the younger son's couple began a baby-making competition, competing every day on the bed and under the bed (the two levels of the bunk bed).

As it turned out, both brothers had low sperm counts, making it very difficult to conceive.

So they both found a friend (Zhang Zhang Luowen) and had him secretly * their wives (without them knowing).

Then, finally, the children of both brothers were born.

When they looked, oh boy!

The two children looked exactly the same!

Who was the most wronged?

Father Sir Sir Sir Sir Sir Huang and the two daughters-in-law were the most wronged!

At this moment, the matter had not yet been exposed,

and the family was watching television.

The mother said: "Look at Mr. Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan; he is so rich, yet he still lives in an ordinary house... so one must be content!"

The two brothers exchanged a glance: "Content? How can one live in such a small house? How can one be content?"

All of this

reflected the heavy tragedy that Hong Kong's terrifying housing prices brought to people's livelihoods.

In the following week,

under Fatty Peng's deliberate arrangement, Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan Zu was frequently invited to appear in various public settings, such as the Hong Kong-Asia Business Summit, charity galas, and the opening ceremony of a sports event...

The media reported on it for several days in a row, and the Fatty Peng and Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan Zu combination became a major keyword in the news.

It successfully helped Fatty Peng earn quite a bit of reputation for being close to the people.

His prestige soared!

And just this new week, on Monday,

the "Tai Lo B Drug Trafficking Case" underwent its second trial at the Supreme Court. With the testimony of PTU officers, it was proven that Ji Shaoqun had framed them at the time. Subsequently, based on the judgment of the jury and the judge, a final verdict was reached:

Tai Lo B, Chen Haonan, Uncle Uncle Uncle Uncle Uncle Liang Er, and others were acquitted.

With this, the case was considered completely over.

Because a third trial was impossible.

The British Hong Kong government's judicial system had a three-trial mechanism, but the final appeal (third trial) had to be submitted to the Judicial Committee of the Privy Council in the United Kingdom, thousands of miles away.

The British Judicial Committee of the Privy Council did not accept all appeal cases; only those involving major legal principles, having broad public interest implications, or involving special legal disputes had a chance of being heard.

Could a case like Tai Lo B's reach that level? Naturally, it could not.

Therefore, this case was completely terminated.

One hour later, at noon,

Wan Chai, Longmen Restaurant.

Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan Zu held a welcome-back banquet for Tai Lo B, Chen Haonan, and Da Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Tian Er, with Chicken by his side.

Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan Zu raised his glass: "This time, you've worked hard, Brother B."

Tai Lo B laughed and said: "It's alright. While locked in the detention center, those police officers didn't dare to make things too difficult for me... Besides, being able to resolve future troubles all at once is good for all of us."

Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan Zu smiled: "That's right. This time can also be considered a deterrent. In the future, if those high-ranking British police officers don't have actual evidence, they certainly won't dare to act recklessly."

At this moment,

the television in the private room was playing the 12 o'clock news on TVB.

"Today, we once again encountered the Viceroy by chance on the subway..."

"When asked about the final verdict of the 'Big Boss Drug Trafficking Case' today, the Viceroy expressed his appreciation for the ruling, believing it to be an implementation of the law and a respect for the rights of citizens..."

The group watched the television.

Tai Lo B chuckled: "I heard that during this time, Fatty Peng has frequently been showing you favor?"

Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan Zu nodded and sneered: "A weasel wishing a chicken a Happy New Year; he has no good intentions."

Chen Haonan, Da Brother Brother Brother Brother Brother Tian Er, and Jiao Pi were on the side, looking up in awe—Brother Zu was amazing; that was the Viceroy, after all.

Amazing~~~ (voice cracking!)

Tai Lo B: "You are too high up now; we can't help you anymore. In any case, you must be careful. He definitely has a conspiracy."

Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan Zu: "It's fine, I have a conspiracy too."

This Fatty Peng has been holding back for nearly 10 days; he should be starting to make his move.

Then he himself would have to make his move as well.

And over at the Viceroy's Residence,

Fatty Peng also felt the time was about right.

"I am going to make my move!"

A new day,

July 9th.

Just like the historical event of Fatty Peng coming to Hong Kong, Fatty Peng had arrived two months early, and a major event still occurred on July 9th.

On this day, at 10:00 AM,

the Viceroy's Residence held a press conference and invited reporters from all over Hong Kong to the Viceroy's Residence.

In the back garden of the Viceroy's Residence, on the lawn.

Reporters from all over Hong Kong arrived early, holding voice recorders and cameras, whispering to each other, their faces full of anticipation and curiosity.

At this time, Chris Patten stepped steadily onto the podium, and after greeting "Dear media friends"... he began to announce his political reform plan.

"Standing here today, I want to announce to everyone a political reform plan that is crucial to the future development of Hong Kong..."

"First, reform the relationship between the legislature and the administration..."

"Second, reform the electoral system..."

"Third, reform regional organizations..."

"Fourth, reform the Election Committee..."

He stood on the stage, passionately talking about his plan.

And on the lawn below the stage, the reporters were all shocked.

*Ta Kung Pao* and *Wen Wei Po* tried to interrupt several times, but they were ignored by the fat Viceroy.

Finally,

Fatty Peng spent more than 20 minutes briefly explaining the entire plan.

Those reporters were all dazed.

Especially those from *Oriental Daily News* who were into sensationalism; they felt their intelligence had been insulted. They couldn't understand it; they couldn't understand it at all.

Just when most of the reporters were dazed,

a reporter from *Ta Kung Pao* stood up, incredibly angry: "Mr. Viceroy, you just said you are announcing the political reform plan directly? You have skipped the convention of publishing a 'Green Paper' and 'White Paper' for public consultation. Does this mean you do not value the opinions of the public enough? And how can you ensure that this plan truly conforms to the interests of the Hong Kong public?"

Fatty Peng was extremely tough: "I just said, times are progressing. Hong Kong is facing brand-new opportunities and challenges, and the current political system needs to be reformed with the times."

ATV reporter Lok Wai-ching had recently been taking crash courses with Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan Zu and was somewhat sensitive to politics. She loudly questioned: "By changing the District Boards from consultative organizations to organizations with administrative functions, and also abolishing appointed councilors in favor of full direct elections, is the Viceroy trying to deliberately disrupt the Executive Council and subsequently disturb the Legislative Council... with a conspiracy to further control Hong Kong after 1997?!"

Fatty Peng was righteous: "Everything I have done is just for democracy, for the rights of the citizens... to devolve power to all citizens and let all citizens participate in building Hong Kong together!"

It sounded, at first glance, very reasonable.

But are these 'citizens' the people you chose, or are they ordinary citizens?

Those who know, know.

Immediately after, the *Wen Wei Po* began to loudly question: "Mr. Viceroy, does this count as you tearing up the White Paper and the Green Paper..."

Fat Peng remained very tough: "Every decision has its historical context... I just said, times are progressing... To use an analogy, in '83 and '84, the Soviet Union still existed; now it does not..."

The meaning was clear: now that the Eastern European upheavals had occurred and the Soviet Union had dissolved, the "public enemy" of the whole world was the Great East.

For the British to be a bit tougher, there was nothing wrong with that!

Subsequently, many reporters realized what was happening and asked questions one after another.

However, they were not left-wing newspapers, so their questions were not that sharp.

……

……

Five Star Group building.

Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan Zu looked out the window at the bustling traffic below.

He had already received word that the Viceroy had held a press conference.

"The Viceroy has finally made his move."

"What exactly is he trying to do?"

"But this July 9th is truly a special day."

"Damn it, I have a bad feeling about this."

Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan Zu felt his right eyelid twitching.

Something was about to happen.

He waited and waited...

11 o'clock,

Ring, ring, ring~~~~~ His phone finally rang.

"Brother Zu, something big has happened!"

On the other end of the line, Le Le Huizhen rattled off a summary of the meeting.

Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan Zu was shocked.

It was actually this!

This matter... a poisonous scheme!

One could even call it an open conspiracy!

Fat Peng proposed this thing with two layers; the surface layer was to achieve that goal. If the Great East refused? If it couldn't be achieved? They also had a second layer: to lure the citizens with a big golden cake, and after 199*, when they couldn't get the cake, the citizens would be very disappointed, which would then lead to... hmm...

This had already played out twice in places like India and Singapore.

Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan Zu turned serious and quickly made a call to Mao Mao Xiang Yang, explaining the situation.

On the other end of the line, Mao Mao Xiang Yang, who had always been a man of culture, immediately started swearing; after Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan Zu finished speaking, Mao Mao Xiang Yang hurriedly hung up the phone.

Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan Zu thought for a moment and then made another call to Mr. Zhu of China Resources; he was at the vice-ministerial level, so the speed of reporting upward would be faster.

Mr. Zhu answered the phone quickly, and after hearing what Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan Zu had to say, he couldn't help but swear on the spot as well.

"Shameless!"

"Going back on one's word!"

After hanging up the phone.

Director Director Director Director Director Director Guan Zu pondered this matter: what should he do?

What to do?

It seemed there was no choice!

Of course, it was————to blast him!

Incarnate as the King of Blasting and blast Fat Peng to death!

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