Hong Kong General: I am the leader of Hongxing, I just want to make money

Chapter 112 The PY transaction between the Governor of Hong Kong and Qin Fan, Qin Fan wins a great victory

In a car outside an abandoned factory in Wong Tai Sin District, Qin Fan let out a breath and relaxed. He leaned back in his seat, slightly closed his eyes, and savored the experience.

"I'm so tired, my lips are sore." Le Huizhen touched her lips, a trace of fatigue on her face. Qin Fan was too hardworking, she complained in her heart. She took out a small mirror to check and found that her lips were broken. Suddenly she thought of something and asked, "Were you really talking to the Governor of Hong Kong just now?"

Qin Fan nodded slightly, his expression calm.

Lok Wai-chun then asked, "Do you plan to make peace with the Governor?"

Qin Fan said: "If you report it, I won't stop you."

Le Huizhen shrank her neck and said quickly, "No, I want to live a few more years." She knew in her heart that the freedom of the press was just a lie to children. If she really reported it, she would be shot in the back seventeen times before dawn and commit suicide. She might even be killed before she even reported it.

Qin Fan said: "Wait, the matter is settled, only you can go in and shoot."

"Thank you, Mr. Qin." Le Huizhen thanked him happily. But she was a little disappointed in her heart, because what she really wanted was to be Qin Fan's girlfriend.

"Let's have dinner together tonight." Qin Fan said again.

"Okay." A bright smile broke out on Le Huizhen's face.

After a while, Qin Fan saw a special car from the Hong Kong Governor's Office coming. He said, "The people from the Hong Kong Governor's Office are here, please step aside. Of course, you can sit in if you want."

"No need." Le Huizhen left without hesitation. She knew this kind of thing very well. The more she knew, the more miserable her death would be.

Soon, Chief Secretary for Administration Gordon's car arrived. Gordon got out of the car, and after being strictly examined by Qin Fan's bodyguards, Gordon met Qin Fan with trepidation.

"Hello, Mr. Qin." Gordon extended his hand very politely with a forced smile on his face.

"Hello, Director Gordon." Qin Fan also extended his hand, his expression calm. Qin Fan was not surprised at all that the Governor of Hong Kong did not come. After all, the Governor of Hong Kong was the nominal supreme ruler of Hong Kong Island.

"What do you want in exchange for letting go of the Flying Tigers and MI6 agents in the abandoned factory?" Gordon asked directly.

Qin Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, thought for a moment and said: "First of all, I require the Hong Kong Island Auxiliary Police Force to be open to the four major social organizations." Qin Fan had tried to invade the Hong Kong Island Auxiliary Police Force once before, but was stopped by the Governor's Office.

"No problem." Gordon agreed straightforwardly. In his opinion, with Qin Fan's current strength, it made no difference whether he agreed to this request or not.

"Secondly, I require that Hong Kong's property industry be fully open to the four major societies." Qin Fan's original plan was to solve the employment problems of some society members through property, and to strengthen the control over Hong Kong. However, after understanding it, he found that it was not the case at all. The super-rich families and political families in Hong Kong had already started to take action in the property industry. He had no chance to intervene.

"This..." Gordon showed an embarrassment, "This involves too many interests. Even the Governor of Hong Kong can't do it."

Qin Fan thought for a few seconds and gave up the idea for the time being. "Then let's change to some basic industries in Hong Kong that are suitable for monopoly, such as electricity, salt, water, and telecommunications."

"This is even worse." Gordon shook his head like a rattle. The basic monopoly industry is the lifeblood of the British financial groups and the comprador tycoons in Hong Kong. Giving it up is no different from committing suicide.

Qin Fan was angry: "This is not okay, that is not okay, you have no sincerity at all."

Gordon hesitated for a long time and said, "The most are the properties controlled by the Li family and the power industry controlled by the Li family."

Qin Fan smiled. The Li family was the largest landlord in Hong Kong Island. Taking over their property would solve the employment problem for a large number of the members of the community. Hong Kong Electric, controlled by Li Huanggua, was the largest power company in Hong Kong Island. Taking over would mean controlling most of the electricity in Hong Kong Island.

"That's not right." Qin Fan frowned, "Why are they all comprador tycoons?"

"You're not a comprador or a wealthy man. It's useless even if I agree. I'm just a small director." Gordon looked bitter. He felt that Qin Fan had a big misunderstanding of him.

Qin Fan was very unhappy. But he didn't say anything else. As long as a hole was torn open, he could do whatever he wanted.

"Can we let them go now?" Gordon looked outside. There were more and more reporters. If this dragged on, there would be no way to end it. "We can't let everyone go. Someone has to take the blame," Qin Fan said.

After thinking for a while, Gordon said unrighteously: "The Flying Tigers should take the blame for this."

After waiting for a while, Qin Fan did not give any orders.

Gordon said angrily: "I swear on the honor of my family that I will not go back on my word."

Qin Fan said: "It's more reliable if it's written in black and white."

Gordon opened his briefcase, took out two documents and said, "They have the Governor's stamp on them."

Qin Fan took a look and saw that one allowed all citizens of Hong Kong Island to freely become auxiliary police officers, and the other allowed the Li family to sell the properties and the Hong Kong Electric shares held by the Li family. The reasons were ridiculous and suspected of monopoly, but they were very useful.

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At this time, in the abandoned factory, the Flying Tigers and MI6 agents, whose activities were compressed into a very small area, were filled with despair. Are they really going to die here?

"There's a signal." Flying Tigers captain Shi Migao, who was holding a cell phone, shouted excitedly.

All eyes instantly turned to Shi Migao, as if he was a beacon of light in the darkness.

"Give it to me." Henderson, the head of MI6 in Hong Kong Island, snatched it and quickly called Gordon. Then, Gordon's voice rang out: "Henderson, I have to say, listen, I have already made an agreement with Qin Fan, and the Flying Tigers will take the blame."

"How can this be possible?" Henderson was furious. The great British Empire actually had to give in to a gangster leader.

"The government and the Governor of Hong Kong have authorized me. You either carry out the order or go to court-martial," Gordon said sternly.

Henderson hung up the phone and started talking nonsense: "The Governor and Qin Fan have already reached an agreement. Put down your weapons, get out, and go through the motions."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this. They had no doubts about Henderson's words. In their opinion, this was still the British world after all.

Soon, the group came outside and were immediately surrounded by Qin Fan's gunmen.

"Drop your weapons," Henderson ordered.

The agents dropped their weapons without hesitation.

The Flying Tigers looked at Shi Mi Gao, waiting for his instructions.

Shi Mi Gao nodded.

The Flying Tigers also laid down their weapons.

The next moment, Qin Fan's gunmen suddenly opened fire, knocking the Flying Tigers members to the ground.

Michael Shih, who was still alive, said to Henderson in anger: "We are loyal to our motherland, and this is how our motherland treats us?"

"You are just a bunch of running dogs." Henderson sneered, without a trace of mercy on his face.

Shi Migao was so angry that he almost died. His eyes were wide open, filled with resentment and anger.

(End of this chapter)