He paced back and forth anxiously. "Mr. Liao, Governor Murray MacLehose's move is too ruthless! He's using the Chinese cultural idiom of 'respecting the virtuous and humble' to silence people! No matter what Comrade Kobayashi Tianwang says, the Hong Kong British media will distort it as greedy or ignorant! His 'petition' was doomed from the start!"
Mr. Liao had just hurried back from the mainland, his eyes fixed on the screen.
He didn't answer Liang Weilin right away. After a moment's thought, he said in a deep voice, "McLehose...is well versed in Sun Tzu's Art of War: 'The best strategy is to attack the enemy's plans.' He also understands 'If you want to take something, you must first give it.' This superficial work is done to the extreme. If Comrade Kobayashi Tenwang mentions the land acquisition next time, it will be instantly magnified as 'bullying one's power' and 'demanding special treatment.' He's passive, too passive."
His worries weighed heavily on him, a deeper concern than Liang Weilin's: MacLehose's actions had placed Lin Huowang in the crosshairs. Regardless of whether the protest succeeded or not, he risked being labeled a "troublemaker" or "overambitious," laying the groundwork for possible subsequent targeting. He stared intently at the screen, waiting to see how this talented young man would break through.
At this moment, time seemed to have really frozen.
Just when the noise reached its climax, a convoy of three shiny black Rolls-Royces, like giant sharks cutting through the sea of people, with two-digit Hong Kong Island license plates symbolizing social status, were used by the prestigious Hong Kong Land Group. They drove slowly along a narrow passage separated by police and arrived in front of the Governor's House.
The car door opened. Lin Huowang, dressed in an exquisite Italian-made suit, stepped out. He stood tall and straight, with a humble, gentle smile on his face. There was no arrogance, but neither was there the expected nervousness or timidity.
At this moment.
"Creaky--" The heavy black lacquered door of the Governor's Mansion slowly opened inwards in full view of everyone.
The midday sun poured down.
Governor of Hong Kong Sir Murray MacLehose and his wife Ms. Teresa Teresa, dressed in formal attire and with decent and friendly smiles on their faces, appeared side by side in the dazzling halo behind the door.
MacLehose even took two quick steps forward and stretched out his right hand, his gesture so humble that it was almost like "courting respectfully to a wise and virtuous person."
"boom--!!!"
All the onlookers at the scene exploded instantly!
Countless spotlights flashed wildly, weaving into a dazzling silver light net, licking the three people in the center of the storm like a poisonous snake's tongue.
Everyone in front of the TV held their breath.
Shen Bi's cigar froze in mid-air, his eyes fixed. Niu Bijian clenched his fists.
The sneer on Huo Zhenting's face froze, and the wine glass stopped at his lips.
Liang Weilin's heart was in his throat, and he kept saying "It's bad" in his mouth.
Mr. Liao stopped spinning the fitness ball and frowned.
This response was earth-shattering!
This face is so great that it makes all Chinese in Hong Kong look at it sideways!
Over the past century, when Chinese petitioners sought to see the Governor, were they always forced to wait outside the heavily guarded gates? Were they always led by secretaries? Was there ever a time when the Governor and his wife were greeted at the gate in their finest attire?
"Xiao Linsheng is so awesome!" Earth-shaking shouts erupted from the streets! It was the shock and joy of countless ordinary Hong Kong Island citizens who, after being suppressed for so long, were glimpsing a glimpse of a "miracle"!
"So awesome! So awesome!" Many people were so excited that their faces turned red.
"It's over." Middle-class elites like Zhang Sheng had already anticipated this. "The Governor has given me the utmost respect, so what do you want in return? If Xiao Linsheng makes any more excessive demands, it would be shameless."
MacLehose's smile was as warm as the spring sunshine. "Mr. Xiaolin, welcome! You're a new legend in Hong Kong! My wife, Teresa Teresa, has been watching every issue of your Dragon Jump."
He gracefully shook hands with Lin Huowang and introduced her to Deng Liping, "Delaney, this is Mr. Kobayashi Tenwang, the man who created 'Dragon Jump'."
Deng Liping also smiled gracefully: "Mr. Kobayashi's youth and achievements are truly amazing. When he was your age, Murray MacLehose was still picking corn in the English countryside!"
Her words elicited restrained laughter from reporters and officials nearby, and the atmosphere appeared to be extremely harmonious on the surface.
MacLehose then added, "Heroes emerge young! Your rise to prominence in Hong Kong Island in such a short period of time, acquiring Hong Kong Land and becoming a major business powerhouse, is truly remarkable! However, with great power comes great responsibility."
MacLehose's voice was gentle but carried a weight that could not be ignored. He deliberately emphasized the word "responsibility" and said, "I hope you can continue to contribute more to the prosperity and stability of Hong Kong Island's economy!"
He looked deeply at Lin Huowang, the subtext in his eyes almost clear: You are so "capable" and have received such "courtesy", now do you still have the nerve to make those "excessive" demands? Isn't it time to learn your lesson?
This push and push brings him to perfection!
Countless "knowledgeable" people at the scene and in front of the TV had already made up their minds: Kobayashi Tenmo was finished.
No matter what he says, he will be labeled as "capable and responsible".
To bring up saving Hong Kong Land again would be selfish and disregard the overall interests of Hong Kong Island! His only decent move was probably to exchange a few polite words and quickly end this meeting, which was completely controlled by the Governor.
The humble and gentle smile on Lin Huowang's face did not change at all.
He even bowed slightly, his voice clearly penetrating the cacophony with just the right amount of apology: "I am deeply humbled by your and your Excellency's hospitality, and I am deeply grateful! I have come to disturb you this time because I feel a deep sense of unease and urgency. This concerns the long-term foundation of Hong Kong Island and the well-being of countless citizens. I am forced to plead my case to you at this moment!"
Here we go! Finally getting to the point! Everyone pricked up their ears.
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