Chapter 501: 488 Situ Jie Situ Jie Situ Jie and Fat Peng shoulder to shoulder, evil forces chatting and laughing!

In the Chinese restaurant private room,

"oh~~~myfriend!"

As soon as Director Guan Zu entered the private room, he hugged Fat Peng enthusiastically, hugging him hard, as if they were true friends.

Fat Peng naturally resisted. 【501-5

Get lost!

Who's your friend!

However, Fat Peng discovered that his own strength was surprisingly not as great as Director Guan Zu's. Even when Director Guan Zu pulled him into a hug, he couldn't struggle free at all.

"…………"

Fat Peng really wanted to say: Forced friends aren't sweet!

Soon,

Both sides took their seats.

Director Guan Zu smiled warmly: "Old Peng, I'm sorry about this period of time. I've always been a thorn in your side, but you know me—I'm against the issue, not the person. I still consider you a good friend."

Good friend my foot! Coming to find me definitely means no good news!

Fat Peng's face was sour: "Speak, what is it?"

Director Guan Zu: "Can't I just catch up? You and I are good friends, after all."

"I'm telling you, don't be so narrow-minded. Even though our political views differ, we're still good friends. In our Chinese history, there were many such friends, like Wang Anshi and Sima Guang of the Song Dynasty... and your British Churchill and American Roosevelt..."

Fat Peng's mouth twitched.

Good friend my ass!

Soon,

Plates of dim sum were brought in: char siu bao, steamed pork ribs, shrimp dumplings, steamed chicken feet...

Seeing Director Guan Zu dragging things out, Fat Peng also relaxed his mindset and started eating.

Hmm?

Better than our British food?

Forget it, I'll eat more.

The two ate and drank tea, leisurely and carefree.

Finally, after half an hour, Director Guan Zu finally started talking about the main topic.

"Old Peng, I asked you here today because I want to discuss something with you."

"Hehe~~~"

Fat Peng put down his fork, sat upright, crossed his arms, and looked at Director Guan Zu with a cold sneer.

Director Guan Zu, oh Director Guan Zu!

You've been arrogant for so long, and now you've finally fallen into my hands.

If I help you, I'm a dog!

Director Guan Zu seemed not to see Fat Peng's attitude and continued on his own: "You also know that the recent Cathay Pacific incident has caused too much of a stir. All the citizens of Hong Kong are protesting against Cathay's discriminatory behavior."

"And I, on the other hand, have acquired Dragonair... but because of the government's 'one route, one company' policy, Dragonair can't take on many international routes."

"So, I want you, Old Peng, to do me a favor and cancel this 'one route, one company' policy."

"Just this...?"

"That's right, just this."

Fat Peng slapped the table and laughed out loud: "Director Guan Zu, oh Director Guan Zu, you want me to cancel this policy?"

Then he suddenly turned cold.

"Impossible!"

"Even if you kneel down and beg me, don't even think about it!"

"The more you, Director Guan Zu, want to get something, the less I will give it to you."

"Give up on that idea."

After saying that,

Fat Peng stood up and happily left the private room.

His mood was just so refreshing!

I, Old Peng... pfft, I finally got my own back!

Hahaha~~~

Hands on hips, feeling awesome for a moment!

"Old Peng, wait for me..."

Director Guan Zu got up, followed him, and then draped his arm around Fat Peng's shoulder.

"Old Peng, don't be in such a hurry to leave~~"

"Don't call me Old Peng, my name is Chris Patten..."

"Then let's call you Fat Peng..."

"…………"

Fat Peng wanted to struggle, but Director Guan Zu's grip was too strong; he pressed down, and he couldn't break free.

How dignified!

Thus,

When Director Guan Zu and Fat Peng walked arm-in-arm, bringing their secretaries, assistants, and others through the various restaurant areas of the Peninsula Hotel, they drew the side-glances of various wealthy merchants, celebrities, and stars.

Huh, Director Guan Zu and Fat Peng, made up again?

They look like they're smiling very brightly.

Soon,

They arrived at the main entrance of the Peninsula Hotel.

Click-clack-click-clack~~~~~

A group of reporters rushed out from who knows where.

"They really are here."

"Wow, the Governor and Mr. Director Guan are eating together; surely something big must have happened?"

"Mr. Director Guan, may I ask if you and the Governor are discussing something important while eating together?"

"Governor, may I ask what you are talking about?"

Governor: "…………"

He looked at Director Guan Zu.

You rascal Director Guan Zu, so this is where you were waiting for me!

You arranged reporters early to frame me!

Fat Peng hurriedly said: "We were just simply having a meal..."

But Director Guan Zu laughed and interrupted him: "Everyone, today I am discussing livelihood issues with the Governor. The Governor has always been very concerned about the living conditions of the citizens of Hong Kong... last time it was low-cost housing, and this time it is the same..."

Fat Peng: "…………"

Although he knows Chinese, it's still bumpy, so he speaks relatively slowly, and thus he was beaten to the punch by Director Guan Zu.

A hat was placed right on his head.

Concern for people's livelihood!

The reporters quickly aimed their microphones at Director Guan Zu.

"May I ask what livelihood issue it is?"

Director Guan Zu: "It's about Cathay Pacific discriminating against citizens of Hong Kong who don't speak English... He told me he is very heartbroken about this. In his inaugural address, he said he would focus on people's livelihood and is very concerned about the lives of Hong Kong citizens..."

Click-click-click~~~~

The camera aimed at Fat Peng's face.

A reporter from the Taiwan United Daily News: "Is that true?"

Director Guan Zu was angry: "Which newspaper are you from? How can you question our dear Governor's concern for the citizens? What is your background? What are you trying to do?"

The King of Labeling!

Director Guan Zu angrily accused the reporter: "I'm telling you, the Governor cares most about the citizens of Hong Kong. This time, he believes it is Cathay Pacific's monopoly position that caused this incident to happen."

Fat Peng looked at Director Guan Zu, wanting to kill him.

When did I ever say that?

Fat Peng wanted to refute Director Guan Zu's words on the spot, but he thought of his public persona, and the words got stuck in his throat.

Fuck!

Public personas are harmful!

If I had known, I wouldn't have wanted this damn persona!

Director Guan Zu draped his arm around Fat Peng's shoulder: "Old Peng, tell me, am I right? Do you hate Cathay Pacific's discrimination against Hong Kong citizens?"

Facing these cameras, Fat Peng could only nod helplessly: "That's right, I indeed despise this kind of discriminatory behavior."

Director Guan Zu faced the camera: "It is precisely because the Governor is upright and thinks for the people that he despises Cathay Pacific's behavior. Therefore, today he chatted with me about Cathay Pacific's monopoly behavior and feels that a monopoly is undesirable..."

"Then, we exchanged views on the possibility of Dragonair becoming independent and forming healthy competition with Cathay to improve service quality."

At this moment,

Fat Peng took advantage of Director Guan Zu's lack of attention, swooshed, lowered his body, and broke free from Director Guan Zu's clutches.

"Everyone, I have important matters to handle. You interview Director Guan Zu first, I'm leaving!"

After saying that,

Looking a bit disheveled, he walked quickly away from the hotel entrance, arrived at the parking lot, and got into the Rolls-Royce.

Running away~~~~

Director Guan Zu looked at the Rolls-Royce and chuckled.

Running?

Can you run away?

"Ah Wei, make a call..."

……

10 minutes later,

Whether it was bad luck or what, when Fat Peng's Rolls-Royce drove into the Cross-Harbour Tunnel, a small traffic accident appeared in front, causing a jam. And then...

He saw Director Guan Zu's very eye-catching black Chevrolet parked right behind his car.

Fat Peng: "…………"

Directly silenced~~

Director Guan Zu got out of the car,

And came to the back seat of the black Rolls-Royce.

Knocked on the window.

"Knock-knock-knock~~~"

Fat Peng looked at Director Guan Zu with a cold face and rolled down the window: "Director Guan Zu, no matter what schemes you play, or what labels you pin on me, I won't let you get your way. However you sabotage my plans, I will sabotage yours."

Director Guan Zu: "Don't be so absolute... open the car door, let's have a good chat."

Fat Peng looked at Director Guan Zu coldly, unmoved.

Director Guan Zu chuckled, took out two cigarettes, lit one himself, and handed the other to Fat Peng.

!

Fat Peng took the cigarette, and Director Guan Zu lit it for him.

The two, one outside the car and one inside, started smoking.

The atmosphere eased up quite a bit.

Director Guan Zu said in a flat tone: "You don't have to be so hostile toward me... I know you have political goals coming to Hong Kong, but with me here, many of your goals are destined to remain unfulfilled..."

Fat Peng: "…………"

So angry he threw the cigarette away!

Director Guan Zu: "Also, you can't kill me, and you wouldn't dare kill me..."

Fat Peng fell silent.

His secretary, Lena, beside him, also fell silent.

Director Guan Zu: "Our Mr. Lu once said: Since you can't resist, try to enjoy it..."

"If you change your mindset, perhaps we can become friends."

Fat Peng's heart stirred.

Change my mindset?

Contemplation.

In the tunnel, the traffic jam in front was still long, long, long...

Director Guan Zu: "Shall I get into your car and talk in detail? Why don't you have your secretary, driver, and bodyguards step out?"

Fat Peng glanced at Director Guan Zu, then glanced at his secretary Lena and the others...

Waved his hand.

Secretary Lena, the driver, and the bodyguards got out of the car. They were his own people, sharing his fate, and it was impossible for them to betray Fat Peng.

Director Guan Zu got into the Rolls-Royce.

In the car, there were only Fat Peng and Director Guan Zu.

Director Guan Zu took out an instrument and scanned it; system production, must be a masterpiece.

No reaction.

Fat Peng: "…………"

You old fox!

Director Guan Zu: "Alright, now we can speak openly... I sent people to the UK to investigate you, Old Peng... tsk tsk, you're really poor..."

Fat Peng's face darkened.

Don't hit a man in the face!

Fat Peng was born into a typical British middle-class family; his father was a lawyer, his mother a teacher. Although the family's economic situation was comfortable, it wasn't wealthy.

And after entering politics, most of the money he 'earned' was spent on political investments, leaving him with little left.

And Director Guan Zu knew Fat Peng's future; after stepping down as Governor, the life he lived wasn't exactly good, as one could tell just from the experiences of his three daughters————

Attacking the wealthy class, failed!

Attacking the political class, failed!

It could be said that serving as Governor in Hong Kong was the peak of his and his family's lives.

Fat Peng: "Tell me, what do you want?"

Director Guan Zu didn't speak, but wrote in English on the leather back of the seat in front of Fat Peng.

money~~~

Fat Peng: "…………"

If you wanted to talk about anything else, I wouldn't waste my time with you.

But since you're talking about this,

Very well, you have successfully piqued my interest.

Director Guan Zu continued to write a number on the leather back of the seat: 20 million.

Director Guan Zu has always been generous to his 'own people'.

High quality of character!

If this cooperation is pleasant for both sides, then there will be a second and a third cooperation.

If this time isn't pleasant, you want to cooperate next time?

20 million Hong Kong dollars?

Fat Peng straightened his posture: "I declare, I will absolutely not cooperate with you, but you are right; Cathay Pacific's discrimination is indeed a great harm to the citizens of Hong Kong. I personally care very much about people's livelihood and despise this kind of thing deeply."

I will only cooperate with you this one time.

Fat Peng was still a person with very high ideals; he still wanted to return to the UK after leaving office in '97 to become a cabinet minister, or hold a high-ranking EU position, or a high-ranking position in the House of Lords.

Therefore, he couldn't get close to Director Guan Zu.

And this Cathay Pacific matter had nothing to do with his mission in Hong Kong this time; making a deal with Director Guan Zu was very cost-effective.

Anyway, it's Cathay being sacrificed, what does it have to do with me!

Director Guan Zu smiled and reached out his hand: "Happy cooperation!"

Fat Peng: "Hmph, I'm doing this for the citizens!"

Director Guan Zu: "..."

The two shook hands.

Arm-in-arm.

Pity, there's no champagne... otherwise the atmosphere would be perfect.

Hahaha~~~~

Situ Jie-Situ Jie-Situ Jie~~~~

……

The Cross-Harbour Tunnel soon reopened.

And Director Guan Zu also returned to his black Chevrolet.

Director Guan Zu picked up his phone and made a call to Da Tou: "Gather some men and go to the Taikoo Building to protest... then call ATV and TVB, get the news going for me. I want to see this on the news at 19:00 tonight."

Da Tou: "Okay, Brother Zu, give me one hour!"

Da Tou had already started preparing for this plan the day before yesterday, waiting for Director Guan Zu's notification.

Currently,

Five Star Property had already gathered 1,580 citizens, all of whom had flown Cathay Pacific and had been humiliated.

And this time,

Naturally, they had to take this group of people to Taikoo Place to stir up trouble.

The point is—demand compensation!

Money!

The car moved slowly forward.

It took a full 20 minutes to drive out of the Cross-Harbour Tunnel.

When Director Guan Zu returned to Causeway Bay,

At the entrance of the Taikoo Building in Taikoo Place, various citizens had arrived one after another—young people, old neighbors, men and women...

Soon, the organizers (third-party citizens) were holding various banners, red ribbons, and signs.

Written on them were:

"Protest Cathay's discrimination against Hong Kong people"

"Sincere apology!"

"Cathay's discrimination is intolerable, fair service must be practiced"

"Return our dignity, Cathay must thoroughly reform"

"Refuse to be second-class passengers, Cathay should innovate"

As one of the most prosperous areas in Hong Kong, Taikoo Place was usually bustling with people, with a daily foot traffic of several tens of thousands.

This protest activity immediately attracted the attention of many customers.

A young couple pushing a baby carriage had faces full of curiosity;

Petty-bourgeois citizens carrying designer shopping bags also cast side-glances.

For a time, the building entrance was packed solid.

An old neighbor with graying hair and a spirited look, wearing a red ribbon on his head and holding a sign, shouted loudly with great emotion:

"Refuse discrimination, Cathay reflect!"

(End of chapter)