What the hell is a private enterprise?

Chapter 435 Isn’t this right?

Hong Kong
"I believe that more and more people will understand the importance of environmental protection and ecology to us, and that green is the future of mankind..."

Julie spoke eloquently to the camera, while Will, standing behind her, showed photos of their past ecological conservation efforts.

In 97, foreigners could create quite a stir in the country just by looking at their faces.

The reporter who interviewed Julie didn't really know how important ecology was, but the fact that the entire staff was foreign, the public welfare aspect involved a global topic prompted the newspaper to rush to interview her immediately, and they even refused to accept a red envelope.

However, this can hardly be considered an exclusive interview. Greenpeace's actions have never been primarily aimed at success; their core objective is to generate public opinion, and failure is not a big deal.

As for their purpose in coming to Hong Kong, although it is ostensibly to promote their ideals, it is not hard to guess their true purpose when considering that Greenpeace announced in the first half of the year that it would stop the pollution caused by the Gaijin reclamation.

……

"Brother Wei, it's all done."

"What 'Brother Wei'? Call me the Dean of Students!"

"It's Brother Wei!"

In the technical school converted from the dock, Dewey looked out the window at the students in the square who were doing nothing but harboring ulterior motives.

Greenpeace's purpose was too easy to guess; once he found out, he immediately sent several sailors to their hotel.

This was certainly not for the purpose of striking first, but rather to keep an eye on their movements and intercept them when Tang Wen arrived tomorrow.

He had already planned it out: a teaching assistant from Northeast China was going to walk right up to them and get entangled for two hours with a simple "What are you looking at?"

It doesn't matter if we can't stop them. The area around the vocational school is being watched by teaching assistants. How could we let a few foreigners sneak in?
But he was still a little worried that night, so he went to meet up with the others across from the hotel where Julie and the others were staying.

Around 7 or 8 o'clock, Greenpeace members came out of the hotel and dispersed to start their usual fun activities.

The others were one thing, but when Grand also got into a taxi, the teaching assistant who came with Dewey couldn't help but complain:
"This old man's beard is all white, but he still has a lot of interest. He's really good at it."

Dewey: "Stop talking nonsense, drive and follow them."

The two followed at a leisurely pace in their car, with other members also following behind.

They soon arrived at a local bar by taxi. After Grand went in, the two followed him in, but the loud music and dazzling lights inside made it difficult to find the person.

Dewey squeezed through the crowd to get closer to Grand, but to his surprise, the old man nimbly dodged and changed his position, not even going to the bar to order anything.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a toilet.

Dewey couldn't help but shake his head. "Your kidneys are in this state, and you're still coming out?"

After waiting for five minutes and still not seeing the other person, he sensed something was wrong. He went inside, glanced around, and then pushed open each door one by one. He heard cursing and even a woman's panting coming from behind the doors.
Until we reached the last door against the wall, we only saw a sign that said it was under maintenance and out of service.

He shoved the door open and entered, but no one was there.

But as my gaze swept across the window, I noticed a half-wet footprint on the windowsill.

Dewey leaned half his body against the window and saw a dark alley.

Five minutes have passed, and it's clear that they can't find the person.

The two retreated to the vicinity of the hotel, and it wasn't until two or three in the morning that they saw Greenpeace members slowly returning, including Grand, who appeared to have not drunk any alcohol.

"That old guy must have hidden a sign or paint somewhere. Those foreigners are really cunning!"

The teaching assistant driving was also taken aback, while Dewey in the passenger seat frowned deeply.

"Keep a close eye on him tomorrow, especially make sure he doesn't go to get anything!"

……

the next day.

"You invited me again?"

Tang Wen's trip to Hong Kong was anything but peaceful; countless people immediately came knocking on his door.

Most of them were invitations from local business tycoons to join chambers of commerce, hometown associations, clubs, or hotels, golf courses, and horse farms.

Thanks to the oil price increase, although no one knows Tang Wen's net worth now, he is already regarded as the richest man in the country. At least on the surface, no one dares to offend him, and some even try their best to win him over.

Most of them will be rejected outright, but some are still necessary. Chen Ming: "Our anti-smuggling bureau happens to be having an auction and a charity gala tonight, and we hope that you, sir, can come and support us."

"I will definitely get there."

Tang Wen was happy to maintain a good relationship with the Anti-Smuggling Bureau, as his car factory, aircraft factory, and machinery factory all needed to purchase advanced equipment from abroad, and Hong Kong was the most convenient route.

The Anti-Smuggling Bureau and Customs have a very close relationship, and it's definitely a good thing to build good relations with them.

When he arrived at the technical school by the dock, he immediately saw a large crowd gathered at the school gate, most of whom were middle-aged women.
Upon seeing Tang Wen's car, they immediately surrounded him, speaking in heavily accented Cantonese, which was completely incomprehensible. It was only with Chen Ming's translation that he understood what had happened:

Previously, the vocational school advertised in the newspaper not only to promote goodness but also to mention that graduates would be guaranteed a job under the Gaijin Group, and that whether they were seamen or oil workers, they could earn more than 10,000 yuan a month.

This greatly appealed to a large number of parents who believed their children were going through a rebellious phase, and they all wanted to send their children who were not doing well in school to the training program.

However, this is not exactly what Tang Wen originally intended; he doesn't want to be called Tang Yongxin by the younger generation online 10 years from now.

Just as he was mingling enthusiastically with the older women, Dewey squeezed in and quickly whispered something in his ear:
"Principal, something has happened."

"What could be more important than the old lady's children going astray?"

"Those green organization members have sniper rifles!"

"???"

Tang Wen was extremely shocked by this:

"What would an environmental organization like them need a sniper rifle for?"

His biggest impression of those people was that they planted flags and splashed paint, so this situation was quite unexpected.

Dewey was already extremely anxious:

"We have the person under control, but we are not sure if there are any others. It is very dangerous for you to be surrounded by so many people!"

Tang Wen subconsciously glanced at the dizzy ship girl surrounded by Cantonese opera charm, next to Bumblebee in its car mode.

However, both the sudden appearance of a cannon and the car-man catching bullets were too terrifying, so Tang Wen decisively dodged and ran away, while making a phone call at the same time.

……

Saint Louis
Greenpeace President Lance was giving a speech at a local university, and it had been almost two hours and was nearing its end.

The students strongly agreed with his ideas, and the atmosphere was very lively.

Just then, things suddenly became a bit lively down below.

Lance nodded with satisfaction; young people these days are so easy to fool.

There were at least two thousand students who came to listen, enough to make local headlines for several days, and public institutions and celebrities will definitely donate a lot of money.

This is also one of their methods for obtaining funding: a series of speaking engagements.

First, stir up emotions, then go to wealthy individuals or organizations (especially those in heavily polluting industries) to ask for donations, and then record them.

They won't come knocking for at least a long time, so many businesses will choose to accept it reluctantly.

As the atmosphere grew increasingly heated, Lance finally sensed that something was amiss:
Why do their mouth shapes look so much like the "F" word?

Isn't this right?

At this moment, his assistant rushed onto the stage and handed him a newspaper:
"A green organization recruited gunmen in an attempt to eliminate Chernatang."

He glanced at the headline, bewildered, and continued reading under the other person's gaze:

"A Greenpeace member was found to be illegally carrying a weapon and lying in ambush near a private school in Canatang. He and other members of the organization have now been approved for detention and investigation."

Upon looking at the photos in the newspaper, he immediately recognized several familiar faces.

"How could this be? There must be some mistake!"

When he looked down at the audience, he realized something was terribly wrong.

(End of this chapter)