I haven't been a boss for many years

"The available land in the New Territories will be completely degraded to the residents of the New Territories. The government's investment in and around the New Territories will be in vain. Moreover, there will be no land available for the development of the New Territories in the future."

"Unless land reclamation is used, the development cost is high..."

The government also has to consider benefits.

If we did not develop the New Territories before, we were afraid of the influence of the Chinese in the New Territories, and we were afraid of investing in feeding the villagers in the New Territories, so that the villagers in the New Territories would have more strength to resist the Hong Kong government.

However, the land in Kowloon is running short, and the development of the New Territories will be a matter of time. If the land suitable for living in the New Territories is all in the hands of the countryside.

Isn't this the New Territories version of beating local tyrants and dividing land?

The Hong Kong government is that local tyrant!

In the future, Xiangjiang will not allow digging mountains to build buildings, violating environmental protection regulations, otherwise it will touch the interests of Hong Kong's big real estate developers, and then trigger a chain counterattack from the banking and financial industries.

Only land reclamation.

The governor of Hong Kong had to sigh: "Since the British army did not enter the New Territories in 67, the New Territories are no longer the New Territories of the British Hong Kong government. The demands of the villagers in the New Territories are very radical, but the measures we can deal with are very limited."

"The previous method adopted by the Secretary of State for Home Affairs was to procrastinate, a tactic of procrastinating, to delay Ding Quan and save land in the New Territories for the British Hong Kong government."

How long can it be delayed?

This may not be easy to use in the hands of the orthodox government, but it is very useful in the hands of the British Hong Kong government.

Because, the Hong Kong British government will withdraw in 97, hold off before 97, step up the development of the New Territories, sell the land, and run away with a sum of money.

According to the "Joint Statement", the new government will recognize that all previous laws remain unchanged and the "Small House Policy" will continue to be implemented.

Ding Quan continues to exist.

A large number of post-97 post-[-] Ding Quan will become debts taken over by the new government, and even a time bomb. Historically, the British government has done the same.

In the New Territories in the 00s, there were protests against Ding Quan, which led to the shelving of the "New Small House Policy" that the government wanted to promulgate, and the "Small House Policy" continued to be used.

Over time, Ding Quan became a scar, hanging on his body, everyone could see it, but he couldn't touch it and it hurt.

"Now someone won't let us procrastinate." The Governor of Hong Kong sighed.

The Chief Secretary for Administration said: "According to the ICAC's investigation, in this case of Ding Quan, there are real estate owners operating behind the scenes."

"Which ones?"

The governor frowned.

"Lijiacheng, Kadoorie, Xinhe Real Estate in Singapore." Xinhe Real Estate is the latest real estate developer of commercial buildings in the limelight. The investor comes from Singapore's "Far East Organization".

The governor of Hong Kong scolded: "A group of white-eyed wolves, they don't make enough money for Xiangjiang, and they want to empty the government's treasury."

The Chief Secretary for Administration said solemnly: "They secretly want to acquire Dingquan, carry out Dingquan large-scale development in the New Territories, and build Dingwu buildings."

"No wonder they are eager to encourage the citizens of the New Territories to carry out activities." The governor of Hong Kong showed displeasure: "Let the financial secretary lobby the four major banks and let the four major banks shrink credit to the three major real estate developers, even if it has to be approved Business must also be added!"

The Chief Secretary for Administration nodded: "Yes, sir!"

three days later.

Cheung Kong, Li Jiacheng poured tea and water for the president of Hang Seng Bank.

"Check sir, a loan of [-] million Hong Kong dollars promised earlier..."

President Guilao sighed: "I'm sorry, Li Sheng, this matter was called by the chief financial officer himself. If you have anything to suggest, please communicate with the chief financial officer."

Li Jiacheng had a sad expression on his face: "Changshi is planning to go north, and has finalized the investment quota with the inland government. If there is a gap of [-] million yuan."

"The projects in the three provincial capital cities will be interrupted, and it will be difficult to start business in the three provincial capital cities in the future."

Sir Cha's eyes were deep, and he meant something: "Li Sheng, what did you do yourself, you don't know, do you?"

"I?"

I obviously didn't do anything!

"It's a disaster without reason, it's a disaster without reason." Li Jiacheng sighed: "I will definitely explain it clearly to the director. Before that, I hope Hang Seng will hold your hand high."

Cha sir said: "To tell you the truth, this is the governor's order, and no one can save you."

Holding the wine glass, Li Jiacheng said with a heavy expression, "Sooner or later, the real culprit will surface!"

Half a month later, the United Nations Committee on the Elimination of Discrimination against Women suddenly spoke out in the international media, praising the recent women in Xiangjiang.

Statement: The small house policy that only men can enjoy small rights will discriminate against women and cause a series of oppression.

We call on the civilized and advanced British Hong Kong government to make efforts to eliminate discrimination against women and strengthen our determination to allow women to enjoy the "Small House Policy".

On the same day, all newspapers, weekly magazines, and news in Xiangjiang published and broadcast the statement.

The governor slapped the newspaper on the table and shouted, "Where did this committee come from? Why have I never heard of it before?"

Zhang Guobin was sitting in the office, drinking coffee, and said with a soft smile, "As long as you are willing to give money and promise to provide funding every year, it is very simple for women's rights representatives in the United Nations to form a committee at the lowest level."

"The committee can be established in a week, and opinions can be expressed and discussed on the day of its establishment..."

"Snapped!"

He put the coffee cup on the table: "This name is very bluffing!"

"Immediately it can stir up public opinion in Hong Kong, and the Governor has no choice but to respond positively."

Li Chenghao was surprised: "Brother Bin, are you even bluffing the Governor of Hong Kong?"

Chapter 640 Big devil!

"This time I really don't want to bluff the Governor of Hong Kong, but I really want to have a chat with the Governor of Hong Kong." Zhang Guobin knew it well, and said aloud: "At eight o'clock tomorrow night, if you have the guts, make an appointment with the Governor of Hong Kong!"

Li Chenghao's expression was shocked: "Bingo!"

"The governor of Hong Kong is also worthy of boarding?"

This is the story hall of brothers in the rivers and lakes, those with loyalty in their hearts.

Zhang Guobin waved his hand and said, "Have a banquet!"

"understood."

"Bingo."

Li Chenghao smiled and said, "I will definitely welcome the governor with the most majestic pomp!"

Zhang Guobin called Mr. Huo: "Brother Tai, you are a senior in the business world with high morals, please contact the Governor's Mansion once."

"The Governor of Hong Kong, please come to Mong Kok."

Lu Yu Tea House.

Mr. Huo was wearing a suit and was drinking tea alone. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "Give me the address and time."

"it is good!"

……

"Mr. Governor, Mr. Huo has a personal letter for you, which concerns the development of property rights in the New Territories." The new secretary handed over a letter with both hands.

The governor took it with one hand, confirmed the paint seal, and cut it open with a knife.

"Prepare the car."

"At eight o'clock in the evening, there is a backbone restaurant."

3 minute later.

The Governor of Hong Kong spoke with a solemn tone.

night.

eight o'clock.

The Mong Kok market is bustling and bustling. The streets are crowded with people and customers coming and going, and the taillights of the vehicles are like stars.

The clerks, salesmen, and horsemen stood at the intersection, and the shops were brightly lit. The 80s was a high-profile era, full of many miracles and stories.

A six-vehicle convoy was in the middle of the traffic, slowly driving towards the Jianghu Restaurant on Tin Hau Street, with two motorcycle police cars leading the way.

At the rear of the car were two motorcycle police cars, with flashing police lights, which were very eye-catching in the driveway.

The first Rolls-Royce had a license plate with a crown pattern.

This is the Governor's private car.

Holding a teacup in his right hand, Zhang Guobin stood with his head held high on the third floor of the restaurant, with more than [-] brothers standing behind him, looking at the motorcade approaching the street, he couldn't help sighing: "This is power!"

"Brother Yi's license plate represents status, and the crown symbolizes undisguised power!"

Li Chenghao stood aside with a cigar in his mouth, wearing a white suit: "Brother Bin, are you envious? I remember a sentence in history class..."

"no!"

Zhang Guobin smiled, and said firmly: "I feel ashamed!"

"Obviously it is the land of you and my Chinese, but the ghosts are allowed to show off their might and swagger through the market."

Li Chenghao blushed, and said unconvinced: "We Jianghu people are not afraid of losing, we are afraid of losing ambition, and we will ask him to return sooner or later!"

"Ha ha."

Zhang Guobin raised his cup and drank all the tea, then turned around and said, "Let's go!"

"Let's welcome the Governor of Hong Kong together!"

At this time, the Governor's motorcade was parked at the entrance of the restaurant. A group of bodyguards from the Governor's Mansion opened the door and got out of the car. They stood in line, and the secretary and assistant got out of the car one after another.

Finally, a strong man in a suit with a headset and sharp eyes opened the car door: "Sir!"

The incumbent governor with gray temples, brown pupils, and a tall nose bent down to get out of the car, folded his suit, stood downstairs and looked at the signboard: "Backbone!"

"Go upstairs!"

The Governor of Hong Kong led a group of entourage into the gate of the restaurant, and there were flags waving in the gate, there were dragon flags, tiger flags, five-color order flags, and four-phase battalion flags.

A group of "Hong Tianyou" wearing white jackets, red scarves on their arms, and broadswords in both hands stood all over the left side of the steps.

It is obviously a restaurant that opens its doors to welcome guests, but the inside of the building is solemn and majestic, with a gust of wind blowing through the hall, with an air of iron and blood and a sense of majesty.

It's chilling!

A bodyguard with a nervous expression quickly raised his hand to block the way: "Sir, the scene is dangerous, please call the Flying Tigers!"

The Hong Kong governor suddenly understood, straightened his tie, and strode forward.

"It's just a local custom, don't be alarmed, let's go on stage together." He knew that the visitors were demonstrating against him, but in broad daylight, it is impossible for anyone to dare to attack the governor on Hong Kong Island.

The other party hopes to give a blow.

It is courageous enough to hand over power to the Governor. However, the Hong Kong British Government lost once in the New Territories 20 years ago. Twenty years later, the Hong Kong Governor Government cannot lose a second time.

There was no agreement, and it would be far more prestigious to let the police arrest the culprit afterwards than to retreat now.

"Da da da!"

The governor climbed up the steps step by step. Several bodyguards took out their weapons, held guns in both hands, and aimed directly at the "Hong Tianyou" next to the stairs. At the same time, the security captain had already called the police force to send personnel to the scene.

One after another, "Hong Tianyou" held knives in both hands, with expressionless faces, standing still like statues.

The governor came to the second floor and looked around. A screen stood in the middle, blocking a tea table.

Li Zhaoji, Guo Desheng, and Liu Jianxiong were sitting in a circle, drinking tea silently, without saying a word.

The governor of Hong Kong continued to climb to the third floor. A large flag stood on the right foot. The tip of the flag was a tooth, and the traditional character "Yi" was embroidered on it. It was a tooth flag.

"It is said that in ancient times, the Son of Heaven came out and built a big tooth flag, and decorated it with ivory on the pole, so the cloud tooth flag."

Heyi Haiyi is heaven!

The tooth flag fluttered against the sound of the wind, strong wind, big flag, great hero!

The Governor smiled and said, "Mr. Zhang, Yihai Group is developing very well? You dare to ask me to drink tea together. I wonder if Mr. Zhang has anything to talk about?"

Zhang Guobin took the initiative to take two steps forward, looked at the most powerful person in Hong Kong, and stretched out his hand without any stage fright: "Sir, I mainly want to talk about the "Small House Policy" in the New Territories."

"I know that my husband is thinking about the "Small House Policy", so I ventured to invite him to the restaurant through Mr. Huo's relationship."

Once the two met, it would no longer be possible to hide who was behind the incident in the New Territories. Of course, there was no need to hide it anymore.

The two sides have come to a showdown, and there must always be a winner, either a villager from the New Territories, a Hong Kong-funded businessman, or a ghost, or the Yingzu family.

The Governor of Hong Kong shook hands politely, then stepped forward instead of customers, passed by Zhang Guobin, came to the tea table, picked up a cup of tea, looked at the busy traffic below the restaurant, looked down at his watch, and said, "I'm on time." I'm very nervous, I don't want to act with you, so if I have any plans, I will talk about it."