London, Heathrow Airport.
The cold, gloomy December rain was relentlessly pattering against the tarmac.
To be honest, Lin Huowang thinks London is really not a good place. It was the foggy city a hundred years ago, and the air is still pungent now!
Those "foreign-worshipping dogs" who go abroad are always clamoring that the air abroad is sweeter than that in China. Lin Huowang just wants to spit in their faces.
The exit of the VIP passage was already completely surrounded by a huge crowd.
"FUCK! Are these reporters and union members just bored and have nothing better to do than come to the airport and surround us?"
Governor Murray MacLehose's eyes were hurt by the flashing lights, and he couldn't help but curse.
But the curses and protests from the demonstrators were a hundred times greater than his.
"Go back to Hong Kong Island!!"
"Rover won't sell to yellow-skinned monkeys!!"
"Get out!!"
The angry shouts, protest signs, and even rotten tomatoes thrown at the scene instantly turned the place into a mess.
A dozen airport security personnel desperately formed a human wall to barely separate the frenzied reporters and union protesters.
"Sir MacLehose! As the Governor of Hong Kong Island of the British Empire, why did you invite a wolf into your house?!"
The Sun reporter was so angry that he almost poked the microphone into MacLehose's face.
"Mr. Kobayashi! What makes you, a businessman who made his fortune selling newspapers and magazines in the colonies, think you're qualified to buy up Britain's industrial pride?!"
"I bet you're not really here to buy our products! You're here to steal our technology and then take it back to Hong Kong to make inferior knockoffs?!"
"Go back home! You're not welcome here!"
MacLehose was also quite embarrassed by the scene, and his face was not good at all.
This was probably the most embarrassing moment for him when he returned to the UK, especially in front of Kobayashi Tenno. He lost face big time.
Just as he was about to speak, using official language to rebuke these people.
Lin Huowang gently pressed down on his arm, then strode forward and stood at the very center of all the cameras and the anger.
He appeared completely calm, simply watching the excited crowd before him.
The composure and imposing presence he exuded at that moment, so far beyond his apparent age, miraculously and immediately quieted down the commotion in the room.
Everyone stopped. They wanted to hear what arrogant Eastern boy could still say, now that he was cornered and being protested by so many people.
However, once they had all quieted down, Lin Huowang cleared his throat and spoke in fluent London English, more standard and authentic than 90% of the reporters present:
"Ladies and gentlemen, good afternoon."
Thank you all for your warm welcome. However, I must correct a fundamental mistake you have made.
I, Kobayashi Tenno, am not here to conquer anyone.
I'm here to save you.
"To save your so-called 'industrial pride,' which is about to become worthless yet is still treasured by you."
...
Wow!
Upon hearing this, the entire room fell into a deathly silence.
The reporters even forgot to press the shutter button.
All the protesters forgot to chant slogans.
mad!
That's insane!
In their entire lives, they had never seen anyone as arrogant as Kobayashi Tenno at this moment!
How dare a small businessman, clearly of yellow skin and from a colony, stand at Heathrow Airport in the British Empire and openly mock the industrial pride of the British Empire as "worthless"?!
After a brief moment of deathly silence, the scene erupted in an even more furious and violent outburst.
"asshole!!"
"Who the hell do you think you are?!"
"Get him out!!"
However, Lin Huowang smiled and nodded at those who were insulting him, and then said nothing more.
Amid MacLehose's shocked gaze and the protection of his security personnel, he calmly made his way through the crowd and finally got into the Rolls-Royce that had been waiting outside for a long time.
When the car door closed, it shut out all the curses from outside.
Inside the car, Hong Kong government official MacLehose let out a long sigh of relief and said with a wry smile, "Mr. Lin... why did you do this? Your words just now have probably offended all the media and labor unions in Britain!"
Lin Huowang opened the refrigerator in the car, poured himself a glass of champagne, and gently swirled it.
"Sir, you should know that the best way to deal with arrogance is to be more arrogant than them."
The higher I position myself now, the harder they'll fall when they realize they can't live without me, and the more obedient they'll be...
MacLehose opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.
He realized that he had greatly underestimated the courage and shrewdness of this legendary young man.
...
the next day.
Leyland Motors headquarters in the UK.
In an oak conference room filled with the smell of cigars and stale odors.
Lin Huowang and MacLehose arrived on time.
However, the main seat in the conference room was completely empty.
None of the senior executives from Leyland Corporation were present.
"Sir, Mr. Kobayashi, please have some tea. Several directors... are handling an urgent meeting and may have to wait a moment."
The secretary put down her tea and said politely.
MacLehose glanced at the wall clock, but his brows furrowed.
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