The lawyer was an old man with gray hair. Because Nie Zhao had explained the matter of the factory's conversion from a business to a private enterprise, he happened to see some documents on Li Xia's desk and picked them up to read.

Li Xia wanted to stop Xiao Ding, but fearing questions from the lawyer, she dared not leave.

But as soon as she sat down, she heard Secretary An say with a smile, "Make it seafood flavored, and I'll cook the eggs soft-boiled."

Oh no, the Hong Kong businessman really is cooking noodles for her.

Li Xia was on the verge of collapse when she heard a knock on the door. She quickly opened it, and Director Gao rushed in. Just then, Xiao Ding opened the bedroom door and was sweeping up trash. Secretary An, still wearing an apron, was also peeking in.

Director Gao was speechless, his eyes were almost bulging out, and the despair in his eyes seemed to be saying: Li Xia, Li Xia, you are treating Hong Kong businessmen like servants, do you think you are Empress Dowager Cixi?

Li Xia was also desperate. She didn't want it to happen, but she couldn't stop it. What could she do?

Despite his serious demeanor, the old lawyer spoke very kindly. He finally spoke, saying, "Although our boss wasn't the first to invest in mainland China, he definitely expanded the scope the most and was the one who could best help the mainland government boost its economy. Your factory is indeed having some trouble, but it's not a big problem. Have some noodles and rest first, and we'll talk again tomorrow."

Secretary An had already brought out the cooked noodles: "Our president will be here the day after tomorrow. There's nothing important, so let's eat first and then get some rest."

Li Xia was still in a daze. Director Gao realized that these people were not big bosses, and he was finally a little relieved. But when he looked at Secretary An and then at the lawyer, another kind of despair rose in his heart: If his subordinates are so powerful, how big must the boss be?

The Party Secretary was hoping his father-in-law, who worked at the supply and marketing cooperative, could handle things. But does he really?

Yes, the next morning, as the wool mill workers went downstairs to go to work, they all rubbed their eyes, thinking they were dreaming, because there was a Xiali sedan that the factory secretary had just picked up, a very impressive and luxurious car.

But now a bigger, wider, and more impressive car is parked next to it. The paint is so smooth, the body is so full, the tires are so wide, and there's a huge three-X logo. It's so luxurious it's indescribable.

Poor Xia Li, who had jeopardized the secretary's future, was completely overshadowed and looked like a little pheasant!

...

When Chen Rou woke up in the morning, Nie Zhao had already arranged everything and decided that he would go too.

Actually, the two places are not far apart, and unlike crossing the border from the mainland to Hong Kong, which requires queuing, people going to the mainland do not need to queue. If they really go early, they can even cross the border before it closes.

Nie Han was the most unhappy person in the whole affair.

She was at school during the day, and to appease her, Chen Rou deliberately had Song Yuanchao pick her up and inform her that she couldn't go to the mainland the next day because her uncle had taken her spot.

A trip to the Philippines matured Nie Han, who was originally chubby, and she also lost weight. Her personality also developed, and now she's both cool and spicy. But sometimes she can be a bit cheeky. Before, no male classmates pursued her, but now a lot of boys are chasing after her. She's still a popular figure at school. When female classmates are harassed by perverts, she's the one who steps in to teach them a lesson.

But this actually attracted even more boys to her.

But she didn't like those silly boys at school who only knew how to sing like Danny and dance like Andy Lau. She liked men like Song Yuanchao who didn't care about anyone when they put on sunglasses and whose eyes were only on bad guys. That was manly enough.

Moreover, he could spot any slightest movement. As the car pulled into the house, he took off his sunglasses to check his surroundings, then pulled out his walkie-talkie: "Ah Hui, go upstairs and report to Miss Chen. Chicken Bro is walking his dog on the street, probably trying to create an opportunity to bump into her so she'll be aware of him. Also... One-Eyed Bro is picking up dog poop on the street. I suspect it's because Miss Chen likes to pick up dog poop and he saw it, so he's trying to curry favor with her."

Nie Han lives in an ivory tower and doesn't understand these things, but some people walk their dogs hoping to run into her, and others go to pick up dog poop because her mother likes to pick it up on her way home. Doesn't that sound a bit strange?

"Brother Song, what happened? I'm really curious, please tell me." Nie Han said, "They won't let people go to the mainland anymore, at least you can tell me about this."

Song Yuanchao put away the walkie-talkie, got out of the car and opened the door: "Children are only allowed to study hard and are not allowed to meddle in adults' affairs."

He was so fierce, which made Nie Han a little angry, but he was also so manly, so she couldn't stay angry!

Tomorrow we're going to cross to the mainland. Nie Zhao seems to have some government business to attend to. He went to the Governor's House in the evening to have dinner with the Governor. Chen Rou was packing her things when she heard Ah Hui come up to report. She found it unbelievable at first.

So, is Chicken Bro, a little rascal from Kowloon City, out walking his dog in Repulse Bay? Is he crazy?

The one-eyed guy is even more seriously ill. He went to pick up dog poop outside the rich area. Is he just bored and has nothing better to do?

Of course, Chen Rou understood after a little thought.

She didn't take the two big shots' tricks, which made them anxious. They were experts at winning hearts and minds. She loved dogs, and Brother Chicken loved dogs too. If they ran into each other, and he praised Master Er a few times, wouldn't Master Er instantly become a household name in her mind?

Dong Ye's style is rather extreme, and when she walks her dog, unlike others who just throw the dog's poop wherever it goes, she habitually picks it up and throws it in the trash can. So he made One-Eyed Brother pick up the dog poop, which is basically him trying to improve his image.

Fine, let them make some contributions to society first.

These two bigwigs have been wreaking havoc in Hong Kong for a long time, and they don't have to pay taxes. Their underlings can pick up dog poop without any problem.

Moreover, although she lacks experience in business, she is quite capable of dealing with unruly villains.

If she could truly calm down those gangsters in Kowloon and give the citizens of Kowloon a few days of peace, she would feel no guilt about taking the two big shots into her own hands. After all, if they were to fight, the citizens who were injured or disabled would be the ones who suffered unjustly.

Who would dare blame them?

She went to bed early, of course, and Nie Zhao came home very late that night, so she didn't have much hope.

Sure enough, when he went to open the door, he found that his wife had already locked it and was asleep.

Despite being rejected and turned away, Boss Nie was not discouraged.

Because once they arrived in mainland China, his wife had no say in the matter. He only booked one hotel room, and there was only one bed!

Forget it, let's talk about it when we get to the mainland. He's determined to avenge himself.

...

The next morning, Nie Zhao was still driving a Bentley. Because Nie Rong was worried about the safety of the mainland and that something might happen to his boss, he added a few more bodyguards and arranged for two Mercedes-Benz vans. The three cars drove in a grand procession straight to the border.

If it weren't for the fact that Boss Nie had a lawyer and a secretary there, and that Chen Rou really couldn't handle him, he really wouldn't want to bring him along.

Whenever she goes out, she's like a mother hen patrolling the streets, leading a bunch of chicks.

But thinking about it, she was also quite gloating, since in her opinion, Mr. Nie's ostentatious display was only for show in Hong Kong.

No matter how big a boss you are, in mainland China where taxis are scarce, these people still have to take the bus.

She wanted to see how he would act all high and mighty once he got to Shenzhen.