Chapter 740

September 5th, Hong Kong Island, Legislative Council Building.

The new session of the Legislative Council officially opened.

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu was already familiar with this process.

Stage 1: Governor Patten gives a speech, reviewing the past and looking forward to the future.

Same old talk, nothing special.

Stage 2: Elect the leader of the Legislative Council — the President.

According to the past, it was generally chosen by representatives of the three secretaries — Chief Secretary, Financial Secretary, and Secretary for Justice — to be the President.

But this year is 1995, which is quite special; in '97, the senior management of the Chief Secretary, Financial Secretary, and Secretary for Justice will all be replaced.

9:30,

The election began.

"Councilors, now, we will enter the election process for the President and Vice President of the Legislative Council."

"The qualification requirements for candidates are... the rules of the election and the voting method are..."

"Next, start voting..."

One by one, the Legislative Councilors cast their votes.

After the voting ended, the staff quickly collected the ballot papers and began the tense vote-counting work.

In the end, the result was obvious.

The host held the election results: "Now, I officially announce!"

"The President of this session is: Mr. Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu!"

"The Vice President is: Mr. **..."

The whole venue applauded.

It could be said to be the wish of the people.

"Please invite President Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu to the stage to give a speech!"

"Hua la la~~~"

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu walked slowly to the front stage amidst enthusiastic applause and congratulations.

"Councilors!"

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu gripped the edge of the podium with both hands, his gaze sweeping across the venue,

"Standing on this podium at this moment, I am very grateful for everyone's trust in casting your precious votes."

"These ballots carry not only recognition for me, but also earnest expectations for the future of Hong Kong Island; it is a heavy responsibility and mission."

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu straightened his back, his voice impassioned.

"Under the guidance of the Sino-British Joint Declaration, Hong Kong Island is standing at an important juncture of historical development. We must not only maintain the excellent status of Hong Kong Island as an international financial and trade center, but also explore and innovate, exploring new directions for the tomorrow of this city."

"People's livelihood and well-being have always been the core of the Legislative Council's work; we will fully promote..."

After several years of training, Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu's speech level could be said to be extremely high.

The voice echoed in the hall, rhythmic and powerful, rich in emotion.

"The future of Hong Kong Island requires the joint efforts of every councilor in our Legislative Council."

"In the days to come, as President of the Legislative Council, I promise to always uphold the principles of fairness, integrity, and efficiency, leading the Legislative Council to work together and write a more prosperous and beautiful tomorrow for Hong Kong Island!"

Ending!

"Hua la la la~~~~"

All the councilors stood up collectively, and the applause came like a tide...

At night,

Shangri-La Hotel.

"President Guan, congratulations~~~"

"President Guan, the helm of the Legislative Council will depend on you in the future~~~"

During the banquet, councilors, many from the Left, a few from the Right, and those from the government side, all kept toasting Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu, cups clinking, lively and extraordinary.

Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu was not drunk after a thousand cups, conversing cordially, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

At this time,

The ATV news playing on the TV on the wall was broadcasting:

"This morning, the new session of the Legislative Council elected the President and Vice President..."

"Among them, the President is Mr. Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu, with 59 votes, passed unanimously..."

"Vice President **..."

Thousands of households in Hong Kong cheered one after another.

England, London, Downing Street.

Prime Minister's Office.

The lights were still bright, as if guiding the giant ship of the UK to continue moving forward.

Study,

Major held a fax from Hong Kong Island in his hand.

The first line of the fax paper was the bolded "1995 Hong Kong Island Legislative Council Councilor List Information".

Major's fingers slid down the list of names, his brows furrowing tighter and tighter.

Most of the Legislative Councilors were marked as Left, and some were marked as Five Star Group, with only a small number marked as Right.

Halfway through the list, Major's face was as gloomy as the dark clouds of the coming storm over London.

Finally, there was a letter of complaint:

"Prime Minister! This Legislative Council election can be called a disaster! Governor Patten's inaction is appalling; he is like a useless fool, letting the Five Star Group and the Left forces expand wantonly in the Legislative Council."

"The failure of this Legislative Council election has caused our interests on Hong Kong Island to be further eroded..."

After reading, Major put down the letter.

His eyes were cold and sharp.

Can't drag it out anymore!

He made a phone call to a secret department — Kingsman!

(Image from "Kingsman: The Secret Service"!)

Kingsman.

On the surface, Kingsman is a tailor shop that customizes high-end fashion; since 1849, tailors have been making clothes for the most powerful people in the world.

By 1919, many dignitaries who lost their descendants in the First World War established this modern knight organization based on the purpose of anti-war and anti-terrorism, specializing in eradicating terrorist crimes, but all its actions are highly confidential and little known to the world.

Kingsman Manor.

This is a manor located in the suburbs of London.

On the surface,

It is just an ordinary manor, but in fact, this is the agent training ground for the Kingsman agent organization.

They collect elite teenagers from all over the country to train here, finally selecting the strongest agent, and then joining the Kingsman organization.

Tonight,

In the study, the leader of Kingsman, Arthur (Michael Caine), dressed like an old British gentleman, was sitting in front of a carved walnut desk. The desk lamp emitted a soft halo, illuminating his face, which was full of traces of time but increasingly calm and composed.

He was looking at the list of trainees in his hand, his brows relaxing.

In this selection, there were quite a few good seedlings, perhaps two or three of them could become the future hope stars of Kingsman.

Ring ring ring~~~

Suddenly, a sharp phone ring broke the silence of the study.

Michael Caine put down the list in his hand and reached out to pick up the receiver.

On the other end of the phone came the low voice of Prime Minister Major, his tone unquestionable: "Michael, launch 'Operation Falcon'."

The so-called "Operation Falcon" was the operation to assassinate Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu, which had already begun planning 3 months ago, collecting information.

And had been waiting for Major's order.

Michael Caine did not hesitate: "Good!"

After hanging up the phone,

He pulled open the desk drawer and took out a document tightly wrapped in a kraft paper envelope.

As the envelope was slowly opened, Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu's photo came into view.

The document detailed his various information: strong fighting ability, precise marksmanship, and even his car was a special bulletproof car, which ordinary firepower could hardly threaten. What was even more troublesome was that he had strong intelligence capabilities under his command, and any disturbance could hardly escape his eyes and ears.

His strength could not be underestimated.

"However..."

"You met our Kingsman!"

Michael Caine's mouth raised slightly, revealing a touch of confidence.

London's wealthy district — Mayfair,

Savile Row.

This Savile Row is known as the global holy land for men's custom clothing, and its former clients include: Winston Churchill, Lord Nelson, and Napoleon III.

At the corner of the street, there was a suit customization shop, very large, with low-key but luxurious decoration, suits, leather shoes, belts, bow ties, glasses, and accessories neatly displayed, which was pleasing to the eye.

However, in the basement of this "ordinary" clothing store, there was a — Kingsman secret base.

Underground base,

"Ring ring ring~~~"

"Okay, obey your order, launch 'Operation Falcon'!"

After Merlin (code name) received the call from leader Arthur, he began to call Harry Hart.

3 days later,

Over Kai Tak Airport, the plane broke through the clouds and landed steadily.

The cabin door opened, and two British middle-aged gentlemen walked out side by side.

Harry Hart had slightly curly blonde hair and a tall, straight figure. The navy blue suit he wore was extremely tailored, perfectly outlining his shoulder and waist lines, and his every move showed elegance and composure. The mechanical watch on his wrist was low-key and luxurious, complementing the silver luster of the cufflinks.

Merlin was bald and shiny, wearing a dark gray double-breasted suit, every horn button polished smooth and round, and his black Oxford shoes were polished spotless, the heels hitting the ground making a crisp sound.

Behind them followed a professional woman; this was a female agent, playing their secretary.

Before coming, they had already thought about what to play to approach Director Director Director Guan Zu Zu.

That is — business boss!

British boss coming to Hong Kong Island to do business!

As soon as the two walked into the arrival hall, they couldn't help but become the focus of attention for many citizens.

Gentleman temperament!

Harry Hart stepped forward and whispered to Merlin: "Are we too high-profile?"

Merlin's mouth hooked: "Do you want to take off this suit?"

Harry Hart shook his head: "NO!"

As a Kingsman agent, a gentleman's appearance is very important.

Being handsome is a lifelong thing!

Merlin had the same idea, so they firmly wore suits, gentlemanly to the max.

Just at this time, in the arrival hall, a person with long hair full of artistic temperament took photos of Harry Hart and Merlin...

Harry Hart and Merlin were naturally very sharp, discovering it immediately, and their agent vigilance was raised.

Merlin walked over, cold-faced: "Excuse me, are you taking my photo?"

That long-haired man hurriedly put down the camera, full of smiles, speaking in Hong Kong-flavored English: "Yes, sir! I am a model and star agent, specializing in discovering potential future models and future stars. You two have such temperament, attracting my attention as soon as you appeared."

"Especially the photos I just took, the effect you presented in the lens is simply amazing! I can guarantee that as long as you two are willing, you will definitely shine in the fashion and entertainment circles."

Then he continued to enthusiastically introduce his past successful experiences in discovering stars, trying to persuade the two.

Harry Hart and Merlin looked at each other, their vigilance slightly lowered, but they remained cautious.

Harry Hart said: "Thank you for your praise, but we are just coming to Hong Kong Island to do business and have no interest in the entertainment circle."

"Do business?" The photographer felt very sorry.

Merlin reached out: "Please give us the film..."

Upon hearing this, the photographer hurriedly hugged the camera in his arms, shaking his head like a rattle: "NONONO, sir! This film not only has you, but also many other photos I took at the airport; once the film is taken out, it will be ruined when exposed to light, and then I will lose everything!"

Merlin's brows twisted into a "chuan" shape: "I'll say it again, give me the film."

Photographer: "No no~~"

The surrounding citizens discovered the dispute here and looked over one after another, eating melons.

The reporter didn't want to cause trouble, took out a business card: "This is my business card, I'll give you the film tomorrow... How about it?"

Harry Hart stopped Merlin, took the business card, and gentlemanly said to the photographer: "Good, see you at the Peninsula Hotel in Tsim Sha Tsui tomorrow; bring the film then."

The photographer looked at Harry Hart and praised: "Too gentlemanly, it's a pity not to be a model."

Harry Hart: "............"

Damn model!

Both sides agreed on the time and place.

Harry Hart pulled Merlin, brought the "secretary," and left the airport.

Hailed a taxi and got in.

Uncle Jian: "Three, where to?"

Harry Hart: "Go to the Peninsula Hotel, thank you."

Uncle Jian smiled: "Okay~~~"

Clutch, shift, accelerator, boom~~~ The car sped away from Kai Tak Airport.