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

Chapter 143: Eight thousand people immigrated to the UK within a week, and both China and Britain declared a great victory
In the spacious but slightly messy office of Immigration Director Louis, documents are piled up and sunlight shines through the blinds on the windows, casting mottled shadows.

Louis was immersed in official business, his brows furrowed, concentrating on handling the documents in his hands, signing or annotating some documents from time to time.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the office door, breaking the silence in the room and interrupting Louis's thoughts. He raised his head in dissatisfaction, with a hint of anger in his eyes, and shouted loudly: "Didn't I tell you not to disturb me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was slowly pushed open and Chief Secretary for Administration Gordon walked in with a smile on his face. In his hand was a food bag full of fried chicken, French fries and Coke. The bag was printed with the logo of a well-known fast food restaurant. The aroma of food instantly filled the office.

"Director." The dissatisfaction on Louis' face was instantly replaced by a flattering smile. He quickly stood up and bowed slightly to greet Gordon.

"You haven't eaten yet." Gordon said as he walked straight to a small table beside him and gently placed the food bag on it.

Louis walked over quickly as if he had received some kind of blessing, sat down on a chair next to the small table, and began to eat heartily without caring about his image. He took a bite of the fried chicken in one hand, grease overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and took the French fries with the other hand, stuffing them into his mouth, mumbling, "Mm, delicious, Director, you are so thoughtful."

Gordon stood aside, watching Louis wolfing down his food, and asked casually, "I heard that you are getting a divorce?"

Louis stopped what he was doing and nodded, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. Diana, that stupid woman, made him controlled by others, but it also opened the door to a new world. It turns out that there are so many women in this world who speak nicely, are beautiful, and have good figures.

"Don't make a big deal out of it, otherwise it will affect your promotion." Gordon warned with a serious expression. At the same time, he crossed his hands in front of his chest, and his eyes revealed the majesty of a superior.

"No." Louise said lightly. The woman who had hurt her so badly was in the wrong and did not make a fuss like other women.

Gordon nodded slightly, then took out a document from his briefcase. On the cover of the document was written the words "Draft Immigration Plan". He handed the document to Louis and said, "This is the draft immigration plan that I, my men, and the people from the Governor's Office have drawn up. We plan to attract 50,000 to 100,000 people to the UK within one or two years."

Louis took the document, a look of curiosity appeared on his face, he opened it and read it carefully. The document listed in detail the conditions and requirements for immigration, and there were certain restrictions on property and education. He thought to himself that if all these people evacuated, Hong Kong would suffer huge losses even if it did not become a dead port.

It was originally a perfect plan, but unfortunately there was a traitor like me.

"I have something else to do. If you have anything to add, call me later." Gordon patted Louis' shoulder and turned to leave the office.

Lewis quickly stood up and said respectfully: "Okay, Director, take care."

After Gordon left, Louis sat back in his chair and continued to look through the documents. After a while, he stood up, walked to the cabinet in the office, opened the cabinet, and took out his secret phone. He dialed Liang Kun's number skillfully: "It's me, Louis, I got the government's first batch of immigration plans."

Liang Kun's voice came from the other end of the phone: "This mission is specifically in charge of Crow from the East Star Society. He will call you later."

“Okay.” Louis hung up the phone, put the documents on the table, crossed his hands on his chest, and fell into deep thought.

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A week later, the front page of the newspaper had a striking headline: "Hong Kong immigration wave begins, a new journey to the UK", with photos of immigrants boarding the plane at the airport, with people's faces showing their longing for the future. On TV news, anchors reported the event in an enthusiastic voice, emphasizing that this was a reflection of the close ties between Hong Kong and the UK and a new opportunity for Hong Kong's development.

On the bustling streets of Central, a gray-haired old man sat on a bench by the street, looking at the busy streets and sighing deeply. He held a newspaper of the day in his hand, and the eye-catching immigration reports in the newspaper hurt his eyes.

"With so many people leaving at once, what will Hong Kong become?" he muttered to himself, his voice revealing endless worry. He has lived in Hong Kong for most of his life and witnessed the ups and downs of Hong Kong. Now this sudden wave of immigration has made him full of anxiety about the future of Hong Kong. He is worried that Hong Kong's economy will be hit hard by the loss of a large number of people. ...

A grand banquet was being held in the Governor's Mansion. The gorgeous banquet hall was brightly lit, with dazzling crystal chandeliers, exquisite oil paintings hanging on the walls, and thick carpets on the floor.

The Governor of Hong Kong, dressed in his best attire, stood in the center of the banquet hall, smiling and shaking hands with everyone who came to congratulate him.

The head of MI6 wore a neat suit, his eyes revealing a sense of mystery and confidence.

Gordon and Louis were among them, chatting and laughing with other guests, enjoying the glory of the moment.

People from the British financial group wore expensive dresses, held wine glasses in their hands, and discussed business matters with each other.

After some time, they sat around a huge dining table, which was filled with various delicacies and fine wines.

The Governor raised his glass and said loudly: "Let us toast to the successful implementation of the immigration plan to hollow out Hong Kong! This is our common victory and the first step towards a better future for Hong Kong."

Everyone raised their glasses, and the sound of glasses clinking echoed in the banquet hall.

Gordon smiled and said: "As more and more people immigrate to the UK, Hong Kong will decline significantly in terms of economy, culture and so on."

Lewis also echoed: "This will bring us endless opportunities. Hong Kong's future is dark, but our future is bright."

……

At the same time, in a private room of an inconspicuous hotel, a completely different celebration was taking place.

Qin Fan was dressed in a black suit, looking calm and capable.

Director Shi was wearing plain casual clothes, but his eyes revealed determination and wisdom.

The leaders of the four major societies each had their own characteristics, some wore traditional Chinese clothing, and some wore fashionable modern clothing. Zeng Xiangrong was also present, his expression was serious but with a hint of expectation.

In the center of the private room, there was some simple food and drinks on the table.

Qin Fan raised his glass and said, "Let us celebrate the successful implementation of the first step of our plan to use immigrants to reversely invade the UK. This is our first step and an important step for the future of Hong Kong."

Everyone raised their glasses, excitement gleaming in their eyes.

(End of this chapter)