Hong Kong Movies: You Hongxingzi, what the hell is the charity king?

Chapter 734 "733" "Kingsman" arrives in Hong Kong: What is the vast ocean of the people!

9 month 5 day,
Hong Kong Island

Legislative Council building.

The new Legislative Council meeting has officially begun.

Guan Zu was already familiar with the process.

Phase One: Governor Ashdon speaks, reviewing the past and looking to the future.

It's the same old story; there wasn't anything particularly special to discuss.

The second stage: electing the head of the Legislative Council.

In the past, the chairperson was usually chosen by representatives from the three secretaries: the Chief Secretary, the Financial Secretary, and the Secretary for Justice.

However, this year is 1995, which is quite special. In 97, all the senior officials of the Chief Secretary, Financial Secretary, and Secretary for Justice will be replaced.

9:30,

The election has begun.

"Fellow members, we will now proceed with the election process for the President and Vice President of the Legislative Council."

"The eligibility requirements for candidates are... The election rules and voting methods are..."

"Next, let's begin the voting..."

One by one, the legislators cast their votes.

After the voting ended, staff quickly collected the ballots and began the busy vote counting process.

Ultimately, the result was obvious.

The host, holding up the election results, announced: "Now, I officially announce!"

"The current chairman is: Mr. Guan Zu!"

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

The audience erupted in applause.

It can be said that it is what everyone hopes for.

"Please welcome Master Guan to the stage to give a speech!"

"Wow~~~"

Amidst enthusiastic applause and congratulations, Guan Zu slowly walked onto the stage.

"Fellow members of parliament!"

Guan Zu gripped the edge of the podium tightly with both hands, his gaze sweeping across the entire audience.
"Standing on this stage now, I am very grateful for everyone's trust and for casting your valuable votes."

“These votes not only represent recognition of me, but also earnest expectations for the future of Hong Kong Island, and a heavy responsibility and mission.”

Guan Zu straightened his back and spoke with a passionate and impassioned voice.

"Guided by the Sino-British Joint Declaration, Hong Kong Island is standing at a crucial juncture in its historical development. We must not only safeguard Hong Kong Island's outstanding status as an international financial and trade center, but also be innovative and explore new directions for the city's future."

"The well-being of the people has always been at the core of the Legislative Council's work, and we will do our utmost to promote it..."

After several years of practice, Guan Zu's oratory skills are extremely high.

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

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

"In the days to come, as President of the Legislative Council, I pledge to always uphold the principles of fairness, integrity, and efficiency, and lead the Legislative Council to work together to create a more prosperous and better tomorrow for Hong Kong Island!"

ending!

"Splash splash splash splash~~~~"

All the members of parliament stood up, and applause surged forth like a tidal wave…

……

at night,

Shangri-La Hotel.

"Chairman Guan, congratulations!"

"Chairman Guan, from now on, the helm of the Legislative Council will depend on you~~~"

During the banquet, members of parliament, mostly from the left, a few from the right, and from the government, all kept toasting Guan Zu, creating a lively and festive atmosphere.

Guan Zu was able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, and the conversation was friendly and harmonious.

at this time,

The ATV news program playing on the wall-mounted TV is currently airing:

"This morning, the new Legislative Council elected its Chairman and Vice-Chairman..."

"Mr. Guan Zu, the host, received 59 votes, and the vote was unanimously passed..."

"Vice Chairman..."

……

Throughout Hong Kong, countless households cheered.

……

……

England, London, Downing Street.

Prime Minister's Office.

The lights remained bright, as if guiding the giant ship of Britain to continue its journey.

study,

Major was holding a fax from Hong Kong Island.

The first line of the fax paper contained the bolded text: "List of Legislative Council Members of Hong Kong Island, 1995".

Major's fingers traced the rows of names, his brow furrowing even more.

Most legislators were labeled as left-wing, some as Five Star Group, and only a small number were labeled as right-wing.

With more than half the list completed, Major's face had darkened like the storm clouds looming over London.

Finally, there was also a letter of lamentation:

“Mr. Prime Minister! This Legislative Council election was a disaster! Governor Ashton’s inaction was outrageous. He was like a useless fool, allowing the Five Star Group and left-wing forces to expand unchecked in the Legislative Council.”

"This defeat in the Legislative Council election has further eroded our interests on Hong Kong Island..."

After reading the letter, Major put it down.

His eyes were cold and sharp.

No more delay!
He made a call to a secretive department—Kingsman!

(Image from Kingsman!)

Kingsman.

On the surface, Kingsman is a bespoke haute couture tailor shop, whose tailors have been making clothes for the most powerful people in the world since 1849.

By 1919, many nobles who had lost their descendants in World War I established this modern knight organization with the aim of fighting war and terrorism. Their mission was to combat terrorist crimes, but all their operations were kept highly secret and little known to the world.

……

……

Kingsman Estate. This is an estate located in the suburbs of London.

On the surface,
It was just an ordinary manor, but it was actually a training ground for agents of the Kingsman intelligence organization.

They would recruit elite teenagers from all over the country to train here, and finally select the strongest agent to join the Kingsman organization.

tonight,

Inside the study, Kingsman's leader, Arthur (Michael Caine), dressed like an old English gentleman, sat at his carved walnut desk. The desk lamp cast a soft glow, illuminating his face, which bore the marks of time yet grew ever more composed and serene.

He was looking at the stack of training personnel lists in his hand, his brow relaxed.

This round of selections has yielded many promising talents, and perhaps two or three of them can become Kingsman's future rising stars.

Ring ring ring~~~
Suddenly, a sharp telephone ring shattered the tranquility of the study.

Michael Kane put down the list in his hand and reached for the receiver.

On the other end of the phone came Prime Minister Major's deep voice, his tone leaving no room for doubt: "Michael, launch 'Operation Falcon'."

The so-called "Operation Falcon" was an assassination attempt on Guan Zu, which had been planned and data was collected three months in advance.

Then they waited for Major's orders.

Michael Kane replied without hesitation: "Okay!"

After hanging up the phone,

He opened his desk drawer and took out a document tightly wrapped in a manila envelope.

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

The file detailed his personal information: formidable hand-to-hand combat skills, accurate marksmanship, and even his vehicle was a specially designed bulletproof car, making him virtually impervious to ordinary firepower. Even more troublesome was his powerful intelligence network; no movement could escape his notice.

Strength cannot be underestimated.

"But……"

"You've met Kingsman!"

Michael Kane smiled slightly, revealing a hint of confidence.

……

Mayfair, a wealthy area of ​​London
Savile Street.

Savile Street is known as the world's mecca for bespoke menswear, and its past clients include Winston Churchill, Lord Nelson, and Napoleon III.

On one street corner, there is a very large bespoke suit shop with understated yet luxurious decor. Suits, shoes, belts, bow ties, glasses, and accessories are neatly displayed, making it a feast for the eyes.

However, beneath this 'ordinary' clothing store lies a secret base of Kingsman.

Underground base

"Ling ring ring~~~"

"Yes, sir. Initiate 'Operation Falcon'!"

After Merlin (codename) received a call from leader Arthur, he summoned Harry Hart.

……

……

3 days later,

The plane broke through the clouds and landed steadily over Kai Tak Airport.

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

Harry Hart has slightly wavy blond hair and a tall, upright figure. His navy blue suit is impeccably tailored, perfectly outlining his shoulders and waist, exuding elegance and composure with every gesture. The understated luxury of the mechanical watch on his wrist complements the silver sheen of his cufflinks.

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

Behind them followed a professional woman, a female agent playing the role of their secretary.

Before they arrived, they had already decided what they would play to get close to Guan Zu.

That is—business owners!

A British businessman who came to Hong Kong Island to do business!

As soon as the two entered the arrival hall, they involuntarily became the focus of attention for many citizens.

Gentlemanly demeanor!

Harry Hart strode forward and whispered to Merlin, "Aren't we being too high-profile?"

Merlin's lips curled into a smile: "Do you want to take off this suit?"

Harry Harrier shook his head: "NO!"

As a Kingsman agent, a gentlemanly appearance is very important.

Being handsome is a lifelong thing!

Merlin shared the same idea, so they insisted on wearing suits, exuding gentlemanly charm.

Just then, in the arrival hall, a long-haired, artistic-looking person started snapping photos of Harry Hart and Merlin...

Harry Harrier and Merlin, being very perceptive, noticed it immediately, raising the agents' alertness instantly.

Merlin walked over, his face cold: "Excuse me, are you taking pictures of me?"

The long-haired man quickly put down his camera, his face beaming with smiles, and said in a Hong Kong-accented English, "Yes, sir! I am a model and celebrity agent, specializing in discovering potential future models and stars. You two are so elegant; you caught my eye the moment you appeared."

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

He then continued enthusiastically recounting his past experiences of successfully discovering celebrities, trying to persuade the two.

Harry Harihart and Merlin exchanged a glance, their wariness lessening slightly, but they remained cautious.

Harry Hart said, "Thank you for the compliment, but we are only here in Hong Kong Island to do business and have no interest in the entertainment industry."

"Doing business?" The person taking the photo immediately felt very sorry.

Merlin held out his hand: "Please give us the roll of film you took..."

Upon hearing this, the photographer immediately clutched his camera to his chest, shaking his head vigorously: "NO NO NO, sir! This roll of film contains not only photos of you, but also many other photos I took at the airport. Once the film is taken out and exposed to light, it will be ruined, and I'll lose everything!"

Merlin's brows furrowed into a deep frown: "I'll say it again, give me the film."

Photographer: "No way!"

The surrounding citizens noticed the dispute and all turned to watch.

The reporter, not wanting to cause trouble, pulled out his 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 said to the photographer in a gentlemanly manner, "Okay, see you at the Peninsula Hotel in Tsim Sha Tsui tomorrow. Bring the film with you then."

The photographer looked at Harry Hart and exclaimed, "He's such a gentleman, it's a shame he's not a model."

Harry Hart: "…………"

Damn model!
The two parties agreed on a time and place.

Harry Hart, along with Merlin and his 'secretary,' left the airport.

I hailed a taxi and got in.

Uncle Jian: "Where are the three of you going?"

Harry Hart: "To the Peninsula Hotel, thank you."

Uncle Jian smiled and said, "Okay~~~"

Clutch, gear shift, accelerator, and the car sped away from Kaide Airport.

　Sorry I'm late~~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)