Chief Justice Edward Ben and Colonel Rango are on the same side and will continue to perform their duties after their return.
He was a very old man, with a dignified face, sitting on the sofa without saying a word.
Colonel Lang whispered something to him, and seeing that it was almost time, he came over to comfort Chen Rou in advance: "Their rudeness is beyond my imagination, and probably beyond yours as well. If you need smelling salts, please ask the guards for help at any time."
He was afraid that if the two sides started fighting, Ms. Chen Rou, as the only woman present, would faint from fright.
Chen Rou could only reply, "I will."
At 11:00 a.m., the bell rang, and Lieutenant Colonel Wali came to invite the third party to take their seats first.
Of course, they sat on opposite sides. On the other side, besides Yue Zhongqi, there were two middle-aged men wearing glasses who looked like university professors. Chen Rou didn't recognize them. Of course, Yue Zhongqi winked at her.
Of course, the first step is for the clerical staff on both sides to put the documents on the table, then report to their superiors, who then take their seats and the negotiations begin.
The style was different from the start; Colonel Rango led his men at a slow and deliberate pace.
Battalion Commander Zhao and his group walked with a brisk pace, incredibly fast, like lightning. By the time Colonel Lango finished saluting the audience, Battalion Commander Zhao and his men had already completed their formalities, standing with their hands behind their backs, backs of their chairs.
They pulled out chairs at the same time, and they didn't seem to be in a hurry either; they just sat down in a flash, like playing cards.
Colonel Rango and his men even had to adjust their chairs, while the other team didn't even need to adjust theirs.
At this point, the British side stopped using Chinese and spoke entirely in English, which was then translated by the interpreter sitting in the middle.
But Battalion Commander Zhao knows English, so of course he can understand it. However, when it comes to speaking Mandarin, he is indeed quite impressive.
Today's negotiations were supposed to have one topic: an apology. But as soon as he opened his mouth, he changed it. He said, "Colonel Lango, please allow me to explain the background of today's negotiations. Five months ago, on our first day in Hong Kong, I raised the issue of the ownership of various facilities and files in the military camp with you. I conveyed this to you through letters, telephone, fax, and verbal communication, but you have not responded."
Upon hearing this, Yue Zhongqi turned his head and winked at Chen Rou.
As expected of the younger generation, he speaks standard Mandarin, enunciates quickly, and talks like a machine gun, with his neatly trimmed buzz cut, upright posture, and freshly washed field uniform. He is indeed a talented individual.
Colonel Lango waited for the translator to finish speaking before saying something, but he immediately added, "I assumed you accepted our invitation and came to meet us with great enthusiasm, but as you know, the negotiations were very unpleasant."
After he finished speaking, the translator had to translate, but Colonel Rango also had something to say.
He crossed his arms: "No, we're only talking about what happened on Wednesday, Inspector Zhao, you're going off-topic..."
He tried to steer the discussion back on track, but Battalion Commander Zhao refused, raising his hand to describe the situation: "With the return of the Communists approaching, not only are you not cooperating with my work, but you have also instigated your men to violently beat my subordinates, causing the negotiations to fall into a stalemate once again."
Colonel Lang saw that Zhao was about to make a move again, and this time there were outsiders present and recording equipment. If Battalion Commander Zhao made a move again, he would be in the wrong.
He looked at the translator and asked, "What did he say?"
The translator said, "He said that you instigated your men to use violence."
Colonel Rango knew that Battalion Commander Zhao was not only rude and arrogant, but also a treacherous and despicable fellow.
He slammed his fist on the table: "No, Inspector Zhao, quite the opposite, it was you who instigated your men to strike first."
Battalion Commander Zhao shrugged and argued with him directly in English: "Colonel, it is clearly you who instigated your men to use violence in order to obstruct the peaceful return process and to prevent us from smoothly taking over the military camp, while I only want peace talks!"
Lieutenant Colonel Wali was the first to object, standing up and saying, "Oh, I swear to God, you were the one who struck first."
Two other lieutenant colonels with dark circles under their eyes also stood up: "You are lying."
They all stood up. Given the tempers of Battalion Commander Zhao and his men, they should have stood up and started arguing too, right?
But today he suddenly stopped arguing. Everyone remained seated upright, and he remained calm and composed. Only after a group of British lieutenant colonels finished arguing did he say, "Although Colonel Rango instigated his men to beat people violently, it was for the sake of peaceful return..."
He crossed his arms and said, "We have only one demand today: to start negotiations and hand over the military camp."
The translator rattled off a string of words, and Colonel Lango was about to re-examine the case: "No, Battalion Commander Zhao, you're lying, it was you..."
Battalion Commander Zhao interrupted him directly: "It was you, but we don't want to pursue this issue any further. What we need to do today is..."
He banged on the table: "Initiate negotiations and hand over the military camp."
If Colonel Rango didn't argue, he would be taking the blame, but he said, "No, it's you!"
Battalion Commander Zhao would immediately say, "It's you, but that's not important. We need to start negotiations and hand over the barracks."
Colonel Rango slammed his fist on the table and stood up as well: "It's you!"
Battalion Commander Zhao remained seated: "No, it's you."
Colonel Rango, of course, wouldn't, but Lieutenant Colonel Vali kicked aside his chair and rushed over: "It was clearly you."
Another lieutenant colonel rushed over, pointed at a platoon leader, then at his own eyes: "He's the one who hit me."
The other lieutenant colonels didn't rush over, but some were touching their guns and others were banging on the table.
They anticipated that the wicked would accuse them first, but they never expected that after making their accusation, the wicked would say, "I am the victim, but I forgive you."
Tell me, who the hell can stand being beaten and then forgiven by the perpetrator?
Although Colonel Rango also sensed something was wrong and shouted, "Silence! Silence!"
But Lieutenant Colonel Wali pointed at Battalion Commander Zhao's nose and said, "It was you! You were the ones who started it!"
You know, last time, if you said the wrong thing, Zhao Sir slapped Lieutenant Colonel Wali against the wall. His temper and his impulsiveness, he would start a fight at the slightest disagreement, it was as if he had supermale syndrome.
But today, according to video recordings and human observation, it should have been his turn to hit, but he miraculously became good-natured and didn't hit.
He leaned back in his chair, raised his hands, and smiled, "Oh, Lieutenant Colonel Vali, don't be impulsive."
...
Yue Zhongqi kept winking at Chen Rou, until his eyes were almost crossed.
The Yangtze River's back waves keep pushing the front waves, while the front waves die on the beach. Battalion Commander Zhao is excellent, truly excellent.
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