Chapter 644: The New Governor

England,

Downing Street, the Prime Minister's Office.

In Major's office,

Major sat in his executive chair, looking at the upright Paddy Ashdown standing before him.

"Prime Minister!"

Paddy Ashdown saluted respectfully, his gaze piercing.

Major: "You should have finished reading all the materials regarding Hong Kong, right?"

Paddy Ashdown said solemnly: "Reporting to the Prime Minister, I have finished reading them all. I am deeply pained by the current situation in Hong Kong!"

The failure of Swire and HSBC...

The failure of Dragonair...

And the failure in the cultural camp...

That Patten (Fatty Peng) is simply a pig!

Major said solemnly: "That's right, it is indeed painful!"

"And the reason I chose you to go there this time is because I took a liking to your character."

"Tough enough! Uncompromising!"

Ashdown's military training profoundly influenced his political philosophy. He advocates for a "radical centrist path," often handling party affairs with military discipline and strategic thinking, and has consistently performed brilliantly.

Major: "Moreover, you have been to Hong Kong before, so you are somewhat familiar with the place."

"You are 47 years old this year, an age where you are both experienced and physically capable. I hope you can reverse the decline in Hong Kong and bring it back under the glory of our British Empire."

"You have half a month to prepare. In March, you will take your people and head to your post!"

"The situation in Hong Kong is not optimistic. Every day we delay, our disadvantage grows, so you must be quick!"

"Yes, sir!"

Ashdown stood at attention and saluted, his voice ringing out,

"I will not fail the mission!"

February 15th.

At the peak of Victoria Peak, a comfortable breeze was blowing.

Looking out, Hong Kong was wrapped in a warm, cozy glow by the sunlight.

Comfortable,

Relaxed,

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu stood before the railing of the viewing platform, looking at Central, Wan Chai, Weiduoliyagang, and Kowloon in the distance...

The surface of Weiduoliyagang shimmered with fine golden light, and cargo ships sailed slowly by, drawing winding silver lines that formed a flowing scroll with the forest of high-rises on the opposite shore.

Fatty Peng stood beside him, dressed in a beige linen casual outfit, the mountain wind blowing through his fluffy curly hair.

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu glanced at Fatty Peng: "Old Peng, you have much less hair than you did two years ago."

Fatty Peng sighed: "Isn't it because of you?"

He took out two cigars and handed one to Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu.

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu waved his hand: "I've quit."

Fatty Peng: "Why would you quit smoking when you're doing just fine?"

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu: "I have a child now."

Fatty Peng: "............"

He put the cigar away.

When his three children were born, he never thought about quitting smoking.

Finally, he sighed: "I really admire you. In just over three years, you've built such a massive enterprise, and you don't have any airs at all."

It was unclear whether he was sighing about quitting smoking for the child or something else.

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu smiled: "Because I have always felt that I am just an ordinary person."

I stand on the side of the people!

And I will persist in doing so!

Fatty Peng looked at Weiduoliyagang in the distance: "I remember when I first arrived in Hong Kong, I was full of spirit and ambition, wanting to use the guise of democracy to win over all the citizens of Hong Kong and oppose the East."

"But I didn't expect..."

He gazed at the dense office buildings in Central and Wan Chai, and finally looked at the prominent building: "Your Central Plaza building is too eye-catching in this area."

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu teased: "Is Old Peng complimenting me, or blaming me for stealing your spotlight?"

Fatty Peng shrugged: "Of course I'm very unhappy, and I'm still very unhappy now, but what can I do? Who told you to be stronger than me? Who told you to give me so much money? Every time you stir up trouble, you give me money, and I've earned quite a lot."

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu: "We can continue to cooperate."

Fatty Peng laughed out loud, reaching out to pat Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu on the shoulder: "We can't cooperate anymore. In a few days, a new Governor will come to replace me and take over the position..."

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu was stunned: "A new Governor?"

Has the world line changed?

But after thinking about it, it seemed to make sense.

"Do you know who the new Governor is?"

"I don't know, they're guarding against me."

Fatty Peng put on a sad expression.

I am loyal to Great Britain, so why must you guard against me, Prime Minister?!

"Forget it, it's not important anyway." Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu gave a dismissive laugh. What new Governor? It's not worth a damn.

The people of Hong Kong stand on my side!

Fatty Peng was annoyed: "Hey, what do you mean not important? You're insulting me too."

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu brushed him off: "Oh, sorry~~ Is that okay?"

Fatty Peng snorted: "You're sensible enough."

Since you've given me a way out, I naturally have to take it.

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu chuckled.

Old Peng looked at Weiduoliyagang, still vaguely remembering the scene when he arrived by boat, landed at the Convention Centre, and took his oath there. His eyes held a hint of melancholy:

"Looking back at these two years, there have been regrets and achievements, but it was not a wasted trip. From now on, this land of Hong Kong will be up to you."

A mountain breeze suddenly picked up, the copper bells on the viewing platform chimed, and the bell from the Star Ferry clock tower in the distance drifted over, startling a flock of white pigeons that swept across the sea, drawing agile arcs in the blue sky.

Fatty Peng: "After the new Governor arrives in Hong Kong, I will stay for another three months as an assistant. If anything happens then, I'll tip you off..."

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu: "No, you're leaving office, and you still want to fleece me for money?"

Fatty Peng: "Damn you, you..."

His little scheme had been exposed.

His old face flushed red.

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu returned to the Five Star Group. Jimmy Zai had returned to Hong Kong from the mainland, looking even darker.

"Brother Zu, all 5,000 primary schools have been built."

"After spring begins, classes can officially start."

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu looked at the exhausted Jimmy Zai,

"You've worked hard..."

Jimmy Zai smiled: "It's not hard."

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu: "Really? Then you can continue this year..."

Jimmy Zai: "............"

He really wanted to slap himself for acting like a big shot.

He really couldn't stand the days of eating dirt and drinking the northwest wind anymore.

"Brother Zu, please find someone else. I really can't take it anymore."

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu naturally wouldn't always let Jimmy Zai suffer: "Then who do you suggest?"

Jimmy Zai thought for a moment: "Li Cangdong, Xie Weihao... I think they are both good."

(Image: Xie Weihao from "Dragon in Jail")

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu thought about it,

For such a large project, let Li Cangdong go, and have Xie Weihao assist him.

"By the way, when does school start in Shaanxi? I'll go over and take a look then..."

Jimmy Zai didn't need to think: "February 24th."

"Ten more days..."

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu: "You contact the local authorities; I want to go and attend the opening ceremony."

5,000 primary schools—this meant a great deal to Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu.

It was worth his time to go, take a photo, and leave a mark on his life.

When he gets old, it will be something worth remembering.

Jimmy Zai nodded: "Okay, I'll go contact them."

Yau Tsim Mong.

Five Star Property Group Kowloon Branch.

"What?"

"I'm going to the mainland to replace Brother Jimmy and be responsible for the next stage of the primary school donation trip?"

After Li Cangdong received Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu's call, he was a bit bewildered.

However, he didn't hesitate and directly accepted the mission.

"I will definitely not fail Brother Zu's high expectations!"

Isn't this just letting him shoulder the burden independently?

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu said on the other end of the phone: "Take Xie Weihao with you, and pick some core staff yourself. Go together. It's for half a year, and each person gets a 50,000 subsidy."

Li Cangdong: "Yes, Brother Zu!"

After hanging up the phone,

Li Cangdong found a few subordinates he usually worked well with and asked about their intentions.

"I'll go!"

"Add me to the list!"

Soon, five people were gathered.

Li Cangdong thought to himself, he was single, and going to the mainland wouldn't leave him with any worries... but that wasn't quite right...

He picked up his suit and went out.

Soon he arrived downstairs where his ex-wife taught dance.

"What are you doing here?!"

His former father-in-law was very angry and wanted to grab a broom from a nearby shop to beat Li Cangdong.

Li Cangdong hurriedly explained: "Wait, listen to me... I'm going to the mainland for half a year, and I want to see her one more time... just once, from afar."

"Get out of here!"

His former father-in-law chased him with the broom.

Li Cangdong scurried away, looking utterly wretched.

On Xie Weihao's side,

Xie Weihao also received a personal call.

"No problem, Brother Zu, I'll do whatever you tell me to do!"

After Xie Weihao hung up, he closed his eyes and let out a wail.

My university dream~~~

His father: "What's wrong?"

Xie Weihao: "Brother Zu called and said I need to go to the mainland."

When his father heard this, he was pleasantly surprised: "This is a good thing! What does this mean? It means Mr. Guan values you! I reckon after you come back in half a year, you'll be promoted."

His younger brother and sister were also excited when they heard.

Xie Weihao: "But it's for half a year, and I won't be here for you..."

His father: "Are you stupid? Your father can work, eat, and sleep, and we have Five Star Property right next door. What problems could I have? Your brother and sister are in university, doing just fine. Go ahead with peace of mind."

Sister: "That's right, brother, go ahead, we've all grown up."

Brother: "I want to go."

Then he got a slap from his father: "Studying is what's important. Isn't it easy for you to go when you grow up?!"

Seeing his father's reaction, Xie Weihao breathed a sigh of relief.

His father: "Go, building schools—this is accumulating hidden virtue... I need to pay respects to our ancestors and tell them their descendant has made something of himself."

His father happily took incense and candles to sweep the graves and burn incense for the ancestors.

Xie Weihao went to see his girlfriend, Song Xiaohui, one more time.

His relationship with Song Xiaohui was extremely deep. A few years ago, when he went to prison, Song Xiaohui never left his side. She was better than too many women.

In the original plot, although Xie Weihao was involved in the underworld, she still supported him, but unfortunately, her end wasn't very good, and she was eventually humiliated and killed by Ma Chao.

But this time, with Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu's intervention, not only was Xie Weihao saved, but Ma Chao was also quietly sent to be buried at sea, which could be considered saving Xie Weihao's whole family.

"Going to the mainland?"

Although Song Xiaohui was extremely reluctant, she didn't oppose it.

Since Brother Zu ordered it, it must be done.

Brother Zu's kindness can never be repaid!

Shaanxi Provincial Government.

The plane arrived at the airport.

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu, accompanied by Wu Qianlian, Xu Zhengyang, Gong Wei, Li Cangdong, Xie Weihao... and a group of new subordinates, got off the plane.

At this time, seven or eight leaders and two rows of primary school students holding flowers were there to welcome them.

There was also a red banner with the large characters: "Warmly welcome Hong Kong businessman Mr. Guan to Shaanxi."

"Mr. Guan, welcome..."

"Hello, leaders~~~"

The leader grabbed Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu's hand, shaking it tightly with fiery enthusiasm.

This is the God of Wealth!

He directly donated over 500 million RMB in Shaanxi to build primary schools; the GDP isn't even that much.

And...

This Five Star Group boss is truly young, and truly handsome!

He has quite the temperament of a gentleman as gentle as jade.

He is worthy of being the God of Wealth!

I heard that in Hong Kong, he is the richest man, with a net worth of hundreds of billions, and he started from scratch.

My God, how did he manage that?

And I heard he was a hoodlum?

What a joke, how could he be a hoodlum? It must be slander!

Look at his temperament; he carries a power that warms people's hearts.

Over the next half month,

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu visited more than twenty impoverished villages in Shaanxi, witnessing the magnificent landscape, such as the famous Hukou Waterfall of the Yellow River, but also seeing the local poverty.

Fortunately, the primary schools were built, and male teachers were recruited.

The children had schools to attend.

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu attended many opening ceremonies in a row and took group photos with many schools, primary students, and teachers.

One day,

Arriving at one of the villages,

"Wait..."

Suddenly,

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu saw a small figure in a field not far away working with an adult.

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu was surprised: "Isn't today Wednesday? I remember school has already started, right?"

"Why aren't you in school?"

As soon as these words were spoken,

The provincial and municipal leaders looked at the county, town, and village heads.

County, town, and village heads: "............"

Sweating buckets now, old man!

"I'll go over and scold... educate him right now!"

The old village head hurriedly flew over a hundred meters, ran to the field, and scolded the old man in the farmland:

"Zhang Laohan! You melon-headed fool! It's Wednesday today, why isn't the kid studying in school, what are you doing messing around here?"

"The school was just built, and the teacher the county leaders worked so hard to recruit—is he for your kid to sunbathe?"

"If you dare to delay the kid's schooling again, believe it or not, I'll hit you on the back of the head with a hoe! Send the kid to school immediately, quickly!"

The old village head was so angry that the veins on his neck bulged, and he stomped his shoe so hard the ground shook:

"You blockhead! Studying is to earn a future for the kid! A big tycoon helped you build a school and hire a teacher, what are you still messing around for?"

Zhang Laohan curled his lip: "Earn a future, my foot! Look at the spinach and lettuce in this field that can be sold for money; the kid picking garlic sprouts is better than sitting in a classroom! Even if I support him through middle school, won't he just come back to dig the dirt?"

"You iron-headed fool!" The old village head was so angry he rolled up his sleeves and rushed forward. The leaders were watching; damn it, he was going to be killed by Zhang Laohan.

"Are you letting the kid go to school or not!"

"If you have the ability, you support him!" Zhang Laohan stiffened his neck. "The kid's mother left early, where would I get the money to fill this bottomless pit? Can studying be eaten? Can it buy me two taels of loose white liquor to drink?"

Loose white liquor, my foot!

The old village head was so angry he wanted to smash Zhang Laohan's head.

The old village head looked at the little kid: "Little Tiedan, do you want to study?"

Little Tiedan: "No, sitting in the classroom is sleepy!"

"You melon-headed kid!" The old village head was so anxious he slapped his thigh, suddenly thought of something, and said, "Then do you want to go to the provincial capital to see the Zhong Lou? Ride a big plane? Drive a beautiful car? Live in a good house? Do you want to go to the Imperial Capital? Do you want to see the Great Wall?"

These words were like a match lighting firewood; Little Tiedan's eyes lit up:

"I want that!"

The old village head grabbed the kid's shoulder: "If you want it, then that's right! Study hard, and later you can take a train to Xi'an and a big plane to Beijing! Otherwise, you'll be like your old man, digging yellow dirt with a hoe for the rest of your life!"

After saying that, he dragged Little Tiedan away.

Behind them came Zhang Laohan's cursing: "Damn it! Whether my kid studies or not, is it your turn to point fingers?"

Old village head: "I'm the village head!"

Zhang Laohan: "............"

(End of chapter)