Chapter 403: Mountains and Seas

"Jiasheng, this is your ID card. You need to carry your ID with you when you go out in Hong Kong City."

Mr. Zhong had a rather elegant temperament, a scholar yet dignified, and he looked at his son with a loving eye.

“If there is anything in your home that you don’t like or are not satisfied with, you can always decide to change it.

Of course, the same goes for servants, your preferences come first."

The life at the Zhong family was completely different from that in the north. He could not find any fault with it and there was nothing that made him dissatisfied.

My dear will probably like life here.

"Why is the date of birth wrong?" Although he couldn't understand the English on it, Zhao Sheng still noticed the different numbers on the certificate.

Mr. Zhong did not explain directly. He smiled and talked about the situation in Hong Kong as if nothing had happened.

“Hong Kong’s administrative system is divided into three departments: the Chief Secretary, the Financial Secretary, and the Legal Secretary.

Thirteen Bureaus: Civil Service, Constitutional and Mainland Affairs, Education, Environment, Food and Health, Home Affairs, Labour and Welfare, Security, Transport and Housing, Commerce and Economic Development, Development, Financial Services and Inventories, Innovation and Technology.

My position is Deputy Secretary for Security under the Secretary for Administration.

It sounds like it has some weight, but in reality, civilian officials only have coordination and supervision powers.”

Zhao Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly, leaned back in his chair, and played with the documents in his left hand. He knew that Mr. Zhong had his own intentions, so he patiently listened to him talk about the background of the current situation.

“Most of the Zhong family’s assets are in Southeast Asia, with only a few properties in Hong Kong.

On your birthday, I'll throw a family party and introduce you to everyone."

"..." This old man is really slow in speaking.

Zhao Sheng looked impatient and tapped the table twice with his ID, urging silently.

Father Zhong saw this and continued with a smile: "You are 28 years old this year, you have married and have children, so you naturally need to take on the responsibility of supporting the family.

Whether you are doing business or politics in Hong Kong, you need a piece of paper.

Eighty percent of Hong Kong’s political, medical and legal professionals are graduates of the University of Hong Kong, and there are only two universities: CUHK and HKU.

As a father, I hope you live a happy and fulfilling life.

As your elders, studying one year of preparatory course in Form 7 and then attending the three-year system of HKU is your ladder to success. "

Zhao Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly, somewhat moved. He wanted to give her the best life, and relying on brute force would definitely not be enough.

Mr. Zhong glanced at you and said in a deeper tone, "Considering your future, I changed your date of birth to August 1, 1951. You will be 26 years old this year.

It is expected that you will graduate from HKU at the age of 29.

If you go into business, your mother Yang Ying's family will pave a way for you.

As your father, I will naturally lay a solid foundation for you to go into politics."

"Zhong Xu chose the third option before, to enjoy the good times as he pleases. Your mother and I respect his choice."

Zhao Sheng has been working alone for many years, relying entirely on his own efforts to rise to the top. Naturally, he understands how important it is to meet an elder who has profound insights and can show him the way.

"I understand what you said, but I am only thinking about one thing now, how can Lin Yiyi come to the south?

After she came, all my life plans could be implemented.”

Mr. Zhong glanced at him, his identical dark eyes sparkling with light, and there was indeed some sentimentality in his heart.

“As long as the North is willing to let people leave the country, everything will be fine in Hong Kong. We just need to wait for now.

I hope you don't waste your time while waiting.

Lin Yiyi is the granddaughter-in-law of the Zhong family. Your two uncles and I will do our best to find a way to get her to Hong Kong City."

Zhao Sheng became more worried every day he was separated from her. After talking in the study, he went back to his room, took out three 20-year-old ginsengs and gave them to Zhong's father.

"There's nothing good in the north. Please help me find a way to bring Lin Yiyi over. Whether it succeeds or not, this is a thank you gift."

Father Zhong looked at his son who had returned, and was almost so angry that he had a heart attack after hearing what he said. He forcibly took him back and said, "Good boy, I accept your filial piety."

The welcome gift he gave them on the first day was wild delicacies, and I didn't see him bringing any ginseng.

What does it mean to give people ginseng now?

Being polite and stingy?

"It's a thank you gift." Zhao Sheng corrected coldly.

Mr. Zhong asked the servants to seal the ginseng carefully. In the evening, he told his wife about his son's filial piety, which moved Ms. Yang Ying to tears and she could only sigh repeatedly.

"My own children are my own children. I raised him for a long time, but I didn't even see him give me a piece of the thread."

"Don't I give you gifts every year?" Father Zhong turned his head to look at his wife who was taking care of herself in front of the mirror, and cleared the name of his adopted son.

"How does this count? You took a large sum of money from me, and gave me a gift in return. Isn't it my money?"

"Jiasheng is different. The wild delicacies they bring to make soup are extremely delicious, better than the fresh goods from Zhengde.

At first glance, they are obviously rare and high-quality mountain delicacies. In a few days, I will ask Sister Mei to send some to my eldest and second brothers to try.

In a few days, you can use your wild ginseng to make soup and give it to Jiasheng to nourish him."

Mr. Zhong sighed, shook his head helplessly and went back to reading.

…

The days passed slowly and soon it was the ninth day again.

Zhao Sheng opened the second letter as promised.

Handsome Mr. Zhong

Good morning!

Is today's weather as good as your mood?

The summer trees are lush and green, and the sky is clear.

You look up at the sky, and I am looking up at it too.

I have carefully read all the math problems you gave me, and I am making progress every day.

Are you making progress? Oh, by the way, Hong Kong people all speak foreign languages, can you understand them?

Don't you understand? I don't know why I feel so happy when I think that you are just as stupid as me.

However, like repels like, fools don't like fools, and I like smart and wise men.

Today I still care about you as much as I did yesterday.

Kiss you a hundred times.

Love you Miss Lin for another day.

Zhao Sheng read this very short letter again and again, as if she was right next to him. Imagining her lying on the table and looking at the sky like a boneless person, the corners of his lips couldn't help but twitch.

His heart was really passionate and bold. He kissed him a hundred times even through the letter. Only he could bear such a clingy person who loved him so much.

After carefully folding and putting away the letter, Zhao Sheng stood at the window and watched his son playing in the garden downstairs. After a while, he took the initiative to knock on the door of Mr. Zhong's study.

......

North of Ze County.

Over the past ten days, Lin Yiyi heard countless strange gossips from her cousin's wife, such as a female educated youth in the village gave birth to two daughters and was forced to give birth to a son.

The loving couple was thrown into chaos by the disturbance of their elders and aunt.

If you marry the only son in the family, you will naturally be forced to give birth to a boy to carry on the family line. This is inevitable.

Aunt Sun’s family affairs are also a mess, with endless quarrels between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

My cousin's wife told her these things with the intention of enlightening her. Her life was better than anyone else's, so how could she be so depressed every day?

Lin Yiyi knew her good intentions, listened to her with a smile, changed her clothes and went out to get some quiet time.

I was wandering aimlessly and somehow ended up at the scrap yard. From a distance I saw Uncle Zhang throwing things at people.

The waste that couldn't hurt anyone was thrown all over the floor, but the person being hit didn't move at all.

When I got closer, it turned out to be him.