Chapter 269: College Student? I Thought He Was a Bodyguard!

Because they drank wine in the evening, when Pei Wencong asked if they wanted to go out to enjoy the nightlife, Li Ye politely declined.

The three were arranged into three guest rooms separately, but Li Dayong and Wang Jianqiang still lingered in Li Ye's room very late and wouldn't leave.

Because Li Ye's room was one of the best rooms in the entire villa. Through the large floor-to-ceiling window on the balcony, one could clearly overlook the night view under Victoria Peak.

The laser lights pointing straight to the sky, the neon shadows flickering faintly, and the moving car lights connected in strings on those few main streets all showed the prosperity and wealth of this Pearl of the Orient before their eyes.

You have to know that even in the capital now, there are no neon lights at night, let alone car lights that you can't see the end of at a glance.

Li Dayong had been looking out the window for a long time and couldn't help but mutter, "Brother, Hong Kong is really too good. You say... can we take it back?"

Li Ye said without hesitation, "We definitely can!"

Wang Jianqiang, who had also been looking for a long time, followed without thinking: "Brother is right, we definitely can!"

Li Dayong turned his head and looked at Wang Jianqiang with contempt: "You didn't speak all night, I thought you were a mute! So you're a parrot who only knows how to mimic!"

Wang Jianqiang retorted to Li Dayong: "Then why don't I mimic you? What I mimic is all correct."

Li Dayong opened his mouth in surprise, and it was only after several seconds that he said, "Fine, Qiangzi, you've grown ability in half a year, actually able to talk back to me. Not bad, not bad, I have to reward you."

"Hmph~"

Wang Jianqiang snorted contemptuously and said, "Brother is here today, so I assume you don't dare to use force. Besides, you've become skinny, so you might not necessarily win if you use force."

"I..."

Li Dayong was really twisted with anger.

He, Li Ye, and Wang Jianqiang grew up together bare-bottomed. Who doesn't know who?

Wang Jianqiang had been a dull person since he was a child. If you fought him, he might have been able to explode with blood and resist, but if you argued with him, he would always look at you with a blank face, and it would take half a beat before he reacted and got angry with you.

But look at him now. It hasn't been many days since they last met, and Qiangzi has become sharp-tongued?

The problem is, his train of thought seems quite clear.

Grown ability? Must be cured.

Li Dayong couldn't help but become interested, shook his thick shoulders, and wanted to spar with Qiangzi.

But Wang Jianqiang said dully, "Instead of playing wrestling with me with that strength, you'd better use your brain to think about why Brother Xiao Ye said Hong Kong will definitely be taken back!"

Li Dayong thought for a while and said, "Actually, I understand Brother's meaning. We must have the determination to take back Hong Kong. If there is a need, I, Li Dayong, am also willing to join the army on the front line."

"But will it destroy Hong Kong if we fight? Great Britain has aircraft carriers! And that Harrier, the jet that can take off vertically, I've never heard of it before."

"And that Challenger tank... and the Tornado fighter-bomber, it's side-intake, very advanced. Also, will the other side of the strait..."

Li Ye didn't expect that Li Dayong, after going to college, had actually become a pseudo-military fan, knowing even about the Challenger tank that had just entered service in '82, and even the Tornado fighter, and even things on the other side of the strait.

The Central Plains founded the magazine "Weapon Knowledge" in '79, but there was no such thing in the Xinhua Bookstore in Qingshui County.

Maybe there were some in the provincial capital, but with Li Dayong's economic situation of picking up a cigarette if he dropped it on the ground, it was impossible for him to come into contact with those "leisure books."

But it was different at the Aviation Academy. There were always those young, hot-blooded boys who would be attracted and shocked by those colorful illustrations and cold performance parameters.

Advanced is the strong impression given by the West, and backward is a term that Li Dayong, a military fan student, really didn't want to admit or accept.

Not to mention anything else, just the side-intake of Great Britain's Tornado fighter was enough to make the big boys of '83 drool.

And throughout the 1980s, the most powerful navy in East Asia was not the Central Plains, nor was it Japan, but the other side of the strait, which was known as having the world's third-largest destroyer fleet.

So if Li Ye said "starting from the position of strength, Great Britain dare not not hand over Hong Kong," many people would think he was just being stubborn.

Because many people felt that the Lighthouse was the first in fighting now, and Great Britain was also the second or third.

What's more, there were still many people in Great Britain shouting about an expedition to the Far East at this time!

But apart from those insiders, how many people knew that Great Britain would be so weak in a few years that it would need to "rely on a big boss" to maintain its status.

Any world-class hegemon will be counterattacked by its former enemies when it is weak and declining. If it weren't for Great Britain's good fate of being covered by the Lighthouse, I don't know how many bitter masters would have endless trouble with it.

"Pa~"

Li Ye patted Li Dayong on the back of the head and said arrogantly, "I let you go to school to learn knowledge, but where did you learn a belly full of crooked reasoning? Destroying one's own prestige and raising the ambition of others? Forgot your own surname?"

Wang Jianqiang immediately followed up and criticized Li Dayong: "Exactly, did you forget all the principles the Private Secretary taught you? One must be tough when being a person. As long as we are tough, no one can bully us. Even if a tiger comes, we must break its teeth."

Li Zhongfa, the old Eighth Route Army soldier, had always been the spiritual idol of Jin Peng, Wang Jianqiang, and Li Dayong's little partners. Wang Jianqiang couldn't remember anything else, but he remembered Li Zhongfa's words firmly.

Li Dayong was slapped by Li Ye and said somewhat depressed, "Brother, I'm not raising the ambition of others; I'm just analyzing objectively."

"I didn't feel it before I came to Hong Kong, but now that I see its beautiful appearance, I feel that Great Britain cannot be willing to return it to us."

"This matter is not up to them. As for the ownership of Hong Kong, it has always depended on us. It was thirty years ago, and it is now, and it will be in the future!"

Seeing Li Dayong being skeptical, Li Ye sighed and said softly, "Dayong, you must remember in the future, never be confused by the surrounding atmosphere."

"Since you know the advancement of the West, then just be ashamed and brave. Try your best to make us strong. Even if you can add a brick or a tile to us, you can let us catch up by that little step, right?"

Li Dayong nodded with some shame and some grievance, and then said, "Brother, don't misunderstand my meaning. I'm not someone like Lin Qiuyan. I am a person of the Central Plains when I live, and a ghost of the Central Plains when I die..."

"Get lost, go back to your room and sleep. I don't care if you can't get up tomorrow morning."

Li Ye scolded with a smile and kicked Li Dayong on the butt, chasing the two boys back to their guest room.

【Coming to Hong Kong for a good trip, why bring up that woman again?】

Li Ye felt that he had underestimated the "first love trauma" Li Dayong had received. It had been so long, yet he still mentioned her name from time to time?

Early the next morning, Li Dayong and Wang Jianqiang ran to Li Ye's room early again, wanting to see the so-called "fog line," but unfortunately it was summer, so they couldn't see that beautiful scenery of the human world above the immortals.

Until the maid called the three downstairs for breakfast, they found that Pei Wencong's family and Ah Qiang were already waiting at the dining table.

Li Dayong and Wang Jianqiang suddenly felt very embarrassed. The host was so enthusiastic, but they, the guests, were very restrained instead.

Li Ye didn't feel anything. After sitting down, he chatted and laughed with everyone generously, and the breakfast was eaten very happily.

After eating, Pei Wencong asked, "Mr. Li, what arrangements do you have today? Are you going to tour around first, or go to the company to take a look?"

Li Ye said, "You make an appointment with Old Luo first and ask him when he has time today."

Pei Wencong immediately replied, "I already talked to Old Luo yesterday. He has time today and is waiting for your visit at any time."

Li Ye thought for a while and said, "Then let's go to Fenghua Clothing to take a look first, and make an appointment for Old Luo to have a meal at noon!"

Pei Wencong agreed, then went to the garage to drive, taking Li Ye and the three to the clothing factory.

And what made Li Ye a bit surprised was that Pei Wencong's younger sister, Pei Wenhui, also wanted to go to the Fenghua Clothing Factory.

Pei Wencong explained, "My sister is currently studying at Lingnan College. After the summer vacation, she has been learning and helping in the factory. She used to study mechanics. For the sake of future development, I intend to let her transfer to business management after the summer vacation..."

Li Ye said indifferently, "Very good. The clothing industry will have a good prospect in the future. If your sister is willing to help you, she is a very good candidate. The old saying goes well: fertilizer water doesn't flow into outsiders' fields!"

"Of course she is willing to help me," Pei Wencong showed a relieved smile. "My sister has been very sensible since she was a child. In order for me to go to college, she dropped out of school for a year... so I must compensate her well."

Li Ye nodded and replied, "I can see that you love her very much. However, as a brother, if you don't love your sister, who do you love? Oh right, you also have to love your wife. Old Pei, you don't seem to have a wife yet, right?"

Pei Wencong smiled and shook his head, "Not yet. I believe in fate. When fate arrives, naturally there will be! Hahahaha~"

Pei Wencong laughed "hahaha," and Li Ye whispered a translation to Li Dayong in the Qingshui dialect: "See, a diamond bachelor like Mr. Pei at thirty also has to believe in fate."

Li Dayong looked at Li Ye and didn't speak, just squeezed out a smile.

He knew that Li Ye, this brother, was good to him, but where is there any reason for things like feelings?

Two cars arrived at the Fenghua Clothing Factory in the New Territories one after another.

After entering, Li Ye found that the clothing factory was also expanding, and the workers in the factory were also working hard in the heat.

Pei Wencong said, "Since the Fenghua brand made a name for itself at the Central Plains Import and Export Fair, we have also received some orders here. Although the profit is not high, we just took over this factory and need orders to maintain the workers."

During the New Year, Li Ye asked Pei Wencong to acquire a small clothing factory to support the export plan of the Pengcheng Seventh Factory in the Central Plains.

So Pei Wencong acquired a clothing factory that was not operating well.

Originally, he just wanted to be a shell company, but the explosion of the Fenghua brand gave this small factory an opportunity.

It's just that because the labor price in Hong Kong is too high, it is not as competitive as the Pengcheng Seventh Factory in the Central Plains.

In labor-intensive industries, the wage cost of workers is always the core competitiveness.

In 1950, there were only 41 garment factories in Hong Kong, employing less than 2,000 workers, accounting for 2.8% of the total number of factories in the port and 2.4% of the total number of manufacturing employees in the port.

But after the 1950s, a large amount of capital, entrepreneurial talent, and cheap labor poured in from the north, causing the rapid development of Hong Kong's garment industry.

By the early 1960s, Hong Kong's garment industry surpassed the textile industry in one fell swoop, becoming the industry with the largest export revenue and the industry with the most employees in manufacturing.

And the reason why Hong Kong's garment industry could develop so vigorously was that there had been a large supply of cheap labor for those years, but with the opening of the Central Plains, its advantage would become smaller and smaller.

Li Ye, Li Dayong, and Wang Jianqiang entered the workshop. After visiting, Li Dayong quietly said to Li Ye, "Brother, I found that the accents of some workers here are from our Central Plains."

Li Ye said, "Yes, they can earn one or two thousand Hong Kong dollars a month, so you understand why so many people think about going abroad and don't want to come back, right?"

Li Dayong nodded silently, not knowing what he was thinking.

Pei Wencong didn't hide anything from Li Ye, showing Li Ye the accounts, production plans, etc.

After Li Ye looked at them, he was even more certain that Hong Kong was about to start a large-scale industrial transfer.

After watching for two hours, Li Ye prepared to meet Luo Runbo.

But Li Dayong didn't follow.

"Brother, I found that the sewing machines here are more advanced than those in the Seventh Factory. I want to stay here and take a look, to learn."

"Why? Didn't you sleep well last night, and want to figure out what you should do?"

Li Dayong smiled sheepishly and scratched his head, saying, "Mm, I figured it out. Always thinking about those major national events actually doesn't have much use. It's better to try on the machinery; maybe I can help Hao Jian."

"Fine, I'll tell Old Pei."

Li Ye found Pei Wencong and asked him to arrange for Li Dayong, and asked him to try his best to find information on the most advanced sewing machines at the moment.

Pei Wencong turned around and called his younger sister, Pei Wenhui, over: "You take care of Mr. Li. He wants to understand sewing equipment. If he has any needs, you must satisfy them, understand?"

Pei Wenhui nodded obediently, and there was a curious look in her eyes when she looked at Li Dayong.

Is such a rugged person also a college student? I thought he was that Mr. Li's bodyguard!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 270 =====