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Chapter 167 166 Mao Xiangyang: I want to unite with Guan Zu!

Chapter 167 "166" Mao Xiangyang: I want to unite with Guan Zu!

At this time,
This same night,
Relying on the order assigned by his superiors, Mao Xiangyang met with the comrades in the New Territories.

In a restaurant box,

Warm atmosphere.

Delicacies from land and sea, delicious food, good wine and delicious food were all placed on the table.

They were all wearing Zhongshan suits and greeted Mao Xiangyang enthusiastically.

"Comrade Xiangyang, welcome to Hong Kong Island."

"Comrade Xiangyang, now that you are here, we feel more confident."

One by one, they expressed their closeness to Mao Xiangyang.

Although Mao Xiangyang looks fierce, he is actually very careful and meticulous. He is a man who is proficient in both literature and martial arts. At this moment, his attitude is like that of a newbie, full of low-keyness:
"Mr. Liu, everyone, you are so polite. I just came to see the world of Hong Kong Island. I still need your care in the future."

After three cups, many people felt that this person should be someone who is easy to win over, so the atmosphere became much more relaxed.

The focus is on how to win over local gentry and celebrities and canvass for votes.

Mao Xiangyang kept listening and made a compliment from time to time.

Warm atmosphere.

After the banquet, someone tentatively invited Mao Xiangyang to go to the nightclub for the next show.

“This is the trend in Hong Kong Island…”

"If Comrade Xiangyang wants to come to Hong Kong Island, he must join in and experience the hateful capitalist life here."

Mao Xiangyang just shook his head and bowed to express his gratitude.

"Mao is not good at drinking, so this is all we can do today."

Soon, Mao Xiangyang parted ways with everyone.

I got into a red taxi.

Song Zihao: "Sir, where are you going?"

After finishing the case with his fourth brother, Song Zihao had nothing to do, so he went back to being a taxi driver. Being a driver made him feel happy.

Mao Xiangyang: "Go to Regent Hotel."

Song Zihao: "Okay, sit down."

Soon, the red taxi driver started and headed towards the Regent Hotel...which was next to the Regent Hotel.

Mao Xiangyang looked out the window. The not-so-bustling neon lights made him feel unfamiliar, just like the leftists just now, who made him feel unfamiliar.

The leftists in Hong Kong that he imagined were people who fought for their ideals, were passionate and ambitious, but what had just happened... well, it made him a little disappointed.

They seemed to be detached from the masses and had a sense of self-importance.

Perhaps, this is Hong Kong Island?

The land and water nurture the people?

Song Zihao glanced at Mao Xiangyang in the rearview mirror and said, "Sir, you are from the north, right?"

Mao Xiangyang: “???”

"How did you recognize it?"

"It's simple. Your state and everything about you are so out of place. And your accent just now... sounds a bit like one of my friends."

"Oh? You have friends from the North?"

Song Zihao counted Xiaofu and Gao Gang: "There are two."

When Mao Xiangyang heard this, he instantly felt a sense of familiarity and developed a good impression of Song Zihao.

He couldn't help but ask, "Are you happy living here?"

Song Zihao laughed: "It seems that you are an official, brother... Tell me if I am happy or not, I feel okay."

When he first returned to Hong Kong Island, he was indeed unhappy and felt very bitter. His brother was lame and his younger brother hated himself for not being able to see the end of his father's life. It felt quite miserable.

As for now...

Everything was going in a good direction. The revenge was taken and the fourth brother was protected. Especially Ajie, he no longer hated himself but understood himself. At the same time, Ajie's wife Jackie was due to give birth in these few days, and soon he would have a niece.

Song Zihao is very happy now.

"Then those two friends you just mentioned, are they happy?"

"They..."

Song Zihao thought about Xiao Fu and Gao Gang. Apart from being single, they seemed quite happy.

"They are doing fine now."

The Regent Hotel was very close and we arrived there in a short while.

"Here we are, sir."

Mao Xiangyang originally wanted to get off the car, but suddenly looked at Song Zihao... and couldn't help but sit back.

"Sir, are you free to treat me to a midnight snack? I want to learn about Hong Kong Island."

"sure!"

Song Zihao's character is generous, loyal and he likes to make friends. He has seen countless people and can see that Mao Xiangyang is a good person, so he is willing to make friends with him.

"Let's go, I know a stall that sells midnight snacks, it's pretty good..."

Soon, the red taxi turned and headed towards a place in Yuen Long, New Territories.

"My name is Hao, what's your name, brother?"

"You are older than me, so I will call you Brother Hao and you can just call me Xiangyang."

"Okay, hahaha~~~"

Song Zihao was very happy to make a new friend.

The car soon passed a factory - the Five Star Garment Factory.

The huge sign at the door immediately caught Mao Xiangyang's attention.

“Five stars?”

This made Mao Xiangyang easily imagine things.

"Brother Hao, do you know the situation of this garment factory?"

"Five-star Garment Factory?"

"Correct."

"I know."

Song Zihao must know this. After all, the garment factory was in a mess after it was acquired, and Song Zihao was pulled here by Guan Zu to work like a slave... No, he was involved in the management.

It can be said that most of the management framework was built by Song Zihao.

"what happened?"

“Why is it called the Five Star Garment Factory?”

"I don't know, maybe the boss likes it."

"Where is the boss from?"

"Boss, from Hong Kong Island."

If it were someone else, Song Zihao would directly say "Guan Zu of Causeway Bay", but for people coming from the north, Song Zihao still deliberately concealed it, after all, he had a close relationship with Guan Zu.

Mao Xiangyang: "Oh...I wonder if I can get to know this boss when I have time."

"We're here." Song Zihao did not answer, but drove to a night market, which was already very lively.

"The seafood casserole porridge here is good, and there are also grilled oysters..."

Find a place to park and the parking attendant comes over.

"Stop the car?"

"10 dollars."

Song Zihao threw 30 Hong Kong dollars to the parking attendant, then took Mao Xiangyang into the late-night snack stall.

Inside the midnight snack stall, there were already tables of diners enjoying their midnight snacks. Some lowered their heads to taste the food in their bowls, while others chatted and laughed with their companions. The whole atmosphere was relaxed and pleasant.

"What does it mean to give money just now?" Mao Xiangyang asked.

"That's a parking attendant." Song Zihao said, and briefly introduced what a parking attendant is. "Generally, there are parking attendants in more prosperous neighborhoods. 10 Hong Kong dollars is considered cheap."

"There's actually such a profession..." Mao Xiangyang felt strange, "But this parking attendant doesn't look like a good person."

Song Zihao said: "They are from the society."

Mao Xiangyang was surprised: "Isn't that a black society?"

Song Zihao smiled and said, "You just came to Hong Kong Island and you are not familiar with it. Most of these basic industries are closely related to the community. It's just a job, don't have too many prejudices."

Soon, the two of them ordered a large pot of casserole porridge, shrimp, oysters, crabs, and a turtle...

After more than 20 minutes, the casserole porridge was served.

The porridge is Chaoshan porridge, with a little texture of rice, the sweetness of seafood, chopped green onions, pepper...

Scoop it into a bowl, take a sip, wow, so delicious!
While eating, Song Zihao talked about the origin of the society here.

"There are dozens of gangs of all sizes in Hong Kong Island, with 400,000 to 500,000 gangsters, and the families behind them involve more than one million people, accounting for a quarter or a fifth of the population of Hong Kong Island."

“So, we can’t look at the society in a strict way.”

“There are still a lot of good people in the community.”

Mao Xiangyang was surprised.

Song Zihao said: "I have a friend who used to be a gang leader with hundreds of followers. He was very powerful... Later, he got into trouble and spent a few years in prison... He came to his senses in prison and now works as a waiter in a restaurant. He just wants to live a peaceful life..."

"Do you think he is a good person?"

"Forget it."

Song Zihao took a sip of porridge and said, "Do I look like a good person?"

Mao Xiangyang smiled and said, "You are not like me, you are just a good person." Song Zihao smiled and said, "Actually, I was in Taiwan, made some mistakes, and was imprisoned..."

Mao Xiangyang: “…………”

Boy, there are bad guys around me, and I can't recognize them.

Song Zihao said: "People easily make mistakes because they are young, and then they are punished. When they wake up, they start to reform... Do you think they are good people or bad people?"

Mao Xiangyang didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Song Zihao pointed at the parking attendant not far away and said, "People like him, although they are members of a gang, may have never done anything wrong. They just work as parking attendants and make money for themselves... He is a member of a gang. Do you think he is a good person?"

Mao Xiangyang nodded this time: "If he has never made a mistake, he is a good person."

Song Zihao: "But he is a member of the society."

Mao Xiang pondered for a moment.

He bowed to Song Zihao: "Thank you, Brother Hao, for the reminder."

He is a very straightforward person in this regard. He believes that if something is wrong, it is wrong, but he has no way to refute what Song Zihao said.

Song Zihao: "You're welcome, we're all friends... In Hong Kong Island, we need to look at things from a developmental perspective. We can't just think that he's a gangster and a bad guy."

I breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Zihao realized that Mao Xiangyang was definitely a high-ranking official, so he deliberately guided him for the sake of Guan Zu's special identity.

After all, he will be returning home in a few years, and Guan Zu’s identity may be problematic in the future, so it can be considered as helping Guan Zu a small favor.

At this moment,
Two people walked over from the other side of the street.

Gao Jin, dressed in a suit and tie, and Tan Meili, with panda eyes and wearing a professional suit.

These handsome men and beautiful women came to the late-night snack stall and immediately attracted a lot of attention.

Several tables of diners shouted respectfully:

"Brother Jin!"
Gao Jin nodded slightly.

As soon as Gao Jin arrived, the shop owner ran over enthusiastically: "Brother Jin, you are free to come for a midnight snack today..."

Gao Jin nodded coolly: "Meili, what do you want to eat? Just order..."

Tan Meili nodded: "Okay."

At this time, Gao Jin glanced around and saw Song Zihao, and was stunned for a moment.

come over.

"Brother Hao, why are you having supper here too..."

"Ah Jin... I'm here to eat with my friends."

Gao Jin glanced at Mao Xiangyang, smiled and shook hands:
"Hello there!"

"Hello there!"

Mao Xiangyang shook hands with Gao Jin. He felt that the man in front of him gave him a sense of danger.

Master!

Sure enough, Brother Hao has a lot of friends, and they seem to be of high status.

Mao Xiangyang couldn't help but have an idea: Could he ask Brother Hao to help find Li Changjiang?

Just do it.

Mao Xiangyang said: "Brother Hao, I wonder if you are well-informed in Hong Kong Island?"

Song Zihao thought of Guan Zu and nodded, "It can be considered as spiritual."

Mao Xiangyang said: "One of the purposes of my coming here this time is to arrest a man named Li Changjiang..."

"Um???"

Not far away, Gao Jin's ears suddenly pricked up.

Li Changjiang?
Isn't this A Jiang?
Yesterday, Brother Zu asked him to keep an eye out for anyone coming to Hong Kong Island to arrest Li Changjiang, but he didn't expect to encounter him today.

Gao Jin was delighted. This was such a coincidence.

Tan Meili, who was standing next to him, was a little confused when she saw Gao Jin, who had been so cool for the past few days, suddenly smile: "???"

Song Zihao patted his chest and said, "Okay, I'll keep an eye on it for you."

Mao Xiangyang: "There is one more thing I want to ask Brother Hao... I wonder if Brother Hao knows or knows... Is there a type of person who is very popular among the people, that is, a person who gets along well with the masses and has a good reputation?"

"what?"

Song Zihao was stunned for a moment.

Isn’t this talking about Guan Zu?
It's tailor-made!
Song Zihao coughed and said, "I want to ask, why are you asking this?"

Mao Xiangyang shook his head: "I'm sorry, it's inconvenient to disclose due to work reasons."

Song Zihao thought about it and decided to play it safe: "I'm not sure, maybe you need to look for it slowly."

Mao Xiangyang saw that Song Zihao was hiding something, but he didn't blame Song Zihao. After all, he was the first to be frank. He picked up the teacup and said, "Thank you, Brother Hao!"

Haoge clinked glasses: "You're welcome."

At this moment, ding ding ding~~~
Song Zihao's cell phone rang.

"What? You're giving birth?"

Song Zihao stood up suddenly, extremely surprised. Jackie was finally going to give birth.

"I'll be there right away...Which hospital?"

Song Zijie: "Mingxin Hospital... But it shouldn't be that fast, at least a few hours later, you can come tomorrow morning."

Song Zihao: "No, no, no, I want to go over there now, hahaha~~~~"

Song Zihao was jumping up and down with joy, having lost the calmness that made him such a powerful figure in the past.

He said to Mao Xiangyang very quickly: "I'm sorry, my niece is about to be born, so I can't have supper with you... Bye~~~~"

Mao Xiangyang was delighted and quickly congratulated: "Congratulations!"

"Thank you." Song Zihao took out 200 Hong Kong dollars and put them on the table, then said to Gao Jin: "Ah Jin, I'm leaving first."

Gao Jin smiled: "Congratulations."

Song Zihao jumped up and down and ran to drive, feeling so happy that he was about to fly.

Mao Xiangyang quickly drank a few mouthfuls of porridge, then paid the bill, bowed to Gao Jin, and left.

Tonight, I have gained something.

Back to the Regent Hotel.

"Hey handsome boy, do you want to order a prostitute? There are northern girls and Tuodi..."

"roll!"

I, Mao Xiangyang, am a righteous man. Do you think I am a third-level pervert?

……

the next day,
Mao Xiangyang left the dirty hotel room and slept there for a night. He really didn't want to sleep there anymore.

Disgusting and depraved stuff everywhere.

I went downstairs, bought a newspaper, ordered breakfast, and sat down to eat while reading the newspaper.

"Ok?"

The first piece of news on the second page caught Mao Xiangyang's attention.

"Republican Mr. Ni shakes hands with Wan Chai's uncrowned king Guan Zu, aiming at the Eastern District Legislative Councillor"

The words "legislator" immediately attracted Mao Xiangyang's attention.

He began to read the news carefully.

"As everyone knows, Mr. Ni founded the Republican Party for the direct election of members of Congress this time..."

"And Mr. Guan Zuguan is the uncrowned king of Causeway Bay, holding at least 10,000 votes..."

The news gave a detailed introduction to the Republican Party and Ni Ming, and also spent a few sentences describing Guan Zu's huge support rate in Wan Chai.

"Our reporter believes that whoever gets Guan Zu will get Wan Chai! If the Republican Party really gets Guan Zu's support this time, the two candidate qualifications in the East District will definitely fall into the hands of the Republican Party."

Mao Xiangyang's eyes lit up when he saw it.

Doesn't this Guan Zu just meet my standard of "unity"?

……

Causeway Bay,
"I'm sorry..."

"These little paparazzi, how can their sense of smell be so sharp!"

Guan Zu sipped his milk tea and read the newspaper, looking confused.

I just finished talking to some Republicans yesterday, and it was in the newspaper today.

"Is it a coincidence?"

"Are those Republican guys setting me up?"

Subconsciously, I thought it was the Republicans' doing.

……

Ni Ming of the Republican Party also saw the newspaper and looked surprised.