Reborn Capital Madman

Finally, the visit of Queen ****** of the United Kingdom to Hong Kong came to a perfect end.

Hong Kong Governor MacLehose, together with various officials from the Hong Kong government and celebrities from all walks of life in Hong Kong, could not help but breathe a sigh of relief as they watched the luxury yacht of the British royal family sailing away from Victoria Harbour.

Following the first refugee ship that entered Hong Kong waters on May 4th, the same day that the British Queen ****** began her official visit to Hong Kong, more refugee ships arrived in Hong Kong one after another. The total number of refugees increased from nearly 3,800 at the beginning.

People, heading straight for the 10,000 mark, the small desert island Gao Xian chose in the outlying island area was obviously no longer enough.

Fortunately, Gao Xian worked vigorously and resolutely to get through all the links, and the refugee resettlement center built in Baishi, Shatin was able to temporarily resettle some orphans, which freed up a little space.

However, the Hong Kong government's attitude has clearly become tougher and the refugee ship is not allowed to dock. The desert island is used as a buffer for handling special situations such as emergencies.

The passive thing about Xiangjiang is that it is just a colony. It does not even have the operational space to urge the countries involved in the Vietnam War to accept these refugees. It can only wait for progress in London.

No matter how powerful and capable Gao Xian is, he cannot continue to charge forward by overstepping his boundaries.

Helping keep the Queen of England's visit to Xiangjiang without any trouble. Everyone looks good and accepts this favor. Gao Xian is considered to be on a business trip.

Therefore, after Gao Xian personally visited the refugee orphans resettled in White Rock, Shatin, he went to Canada to see his son. Others, including the Governor of Hong Kong, MacLehose, were too embarrassed to bother him.

It was nearly June, and Gao Xian and Yi Huirong's son was almost three months old.

It is not difficult to imagine that the name of this "Prince of the Palace" took a lot of thought.

Grandpa Yi Mingzhe helped as a consultant and decided that the middle word was "jia"; Gao Xian, who was about to leave for Saigon to seize opportunities in troubled times, took a shot in the head and decided that the last word was "cheng".

Therefore, Gao Xian was delighted to have Lin'er and Gao Jiacheng!

Looking at the little Jiacheng whom he met for the first time, he still showed that Gao Xian's genes were strong and looked like him between his eyebrows. Gao Xian couldn't help but smile and said: "Fortunately, I am not unattractive and did not let Jiacheng waste his mother's excellent genes.

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Yi Huirong, who had never complained about Gao Xian's return so late, now took advantage of the topic and said coquettishly: "You are quite self-aware."

Gao Xian laughed, hugged Yi Huirong's waist and said, "Madam, you can't neglect me just because you have Xiao Jiacheng."

Yi Huirong has recovered to her original health. Not to mention the love between the couple, Gao Xian was so happy that he couldn't help but murmured, "Jia Cheng, this little bastard, has delayed the important matter of becoming a father."

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The next day, Gao Xian was woken up by Xiao Jiacheng's loud cries. When he opened his eyes, he saw Yi Huirong walking to the door, taking the child from her aunt's arms, and coaxing her gently.

"This little alarm clock is quite on time." Gao Xian simply got up and took advantage of the gap between after washing and before breakfast to read the relevant materials on the British royal family's investiture ceremony to familiarize himself with the process in advance.

After Yi Huirong prepared breakfast herself, she naturally started talking about Gao Xian being awarded a CBE by the British royal family, "When you left Xiangjiang, what did the outside world think of you being awarded a CBE by the British royal family?"

Gao Xian smiled and said: "There must be some people who are keen on being awarded honors by the British royal family, but they don't get what they ask for. They are very sour. They complain in their hearts that the dignitaries in London are partial, and they wish that I will be awarded more than Ho Tung in the future.

, the gbe of Zhou Shoushen and others has reached an honor that the Chinese have never had."

"These people's vision is limited to a corner of Hong Kong. Britain is no longer the empire on which the sun never sets. They don't know how long they can continue to occupy Hong Kong. They are also obsessed with the Order of the British Empire."

At this point, Gao Xian felt for his wife and said: "In the final analysis, it is the mentality of 'you can lose to foreigners, but you cannot lose to your own people' that is at work here."

"In terms of level, the Order of the British Empire is just a knighthood in the British honors and awards system. It also has noble titles such as princes and princes. However, the United Kingdom only uses one Order of the British Empire to lock up the Chinese people in Hong Kong.

They are tightly bound together and form a culture of mutual comparison within the ethnic group, and it is regarded as a sign of standing out and honoring one's ancestors."

Yi Huirong joked: "If the British royal family really gives you a title of nobility in the future, will you want it?"

"Of course not." Gao Xian couldn't help but think of Deng Lianru, who was canonized as a baronet in the "old script" and became the first Chinese to obtain the status of a British lifelong noble. He shook his head firmly, "Besides, I can't achieve it.

A British dog is so loyal that it is impossible to escape from the circle of British Empire Medals set by the British for the Chinese in Hong Kong."

"This is also one of the main reasons why, in the more than 100 years since Xiangjiang became a British colony, no Chinese in Xiangjiang have received the highest level of the Order of the British Empire, the GBE. There is a ceiling set by the British."

After Gao Xian drank all the milk in the cup, he concluded: "My father-in-law said it most thoroughly. It is best to let nature take its own course."

Yi Huirong poured another half a glass of milk for Gao Xian, and then suggested: "Of course your achievements do not need the British Empire Medal to show off, but the experience of your predecessors has its own reasons. You can take this opportunity to further expand your career."

Heung Kong's influence, for example, assuming the position of chairman of the Tung Wah Group of Hospitals, will give back and react to the Hong Kong society through Gao's business interests in the form of charity."

"What do you mean, madam, for my work next year to take root in Xiangjiang?" Gao Xian pondered.

In fact, Yi Huirong’s suggestion is not difficult to understand.

To give a popular example, those at the top of the celebrity pyramid in the entertainment industry will always enter a state of workaholics when their careers explode. They take on more than a dozen movies every year, thus completely reaching a level of popularity that stands out from the crowd.

In the same way, Gao Xian is currently in Xiangjiang and is about to enter an explosive period in which business achievements will be further converted into huge social influence.

Yi Huirong said softly: "Didn't you say that next year, or even earlier than the end of this year, the overall economic recession caused by the global oil crisis will end, and Hong Kong will enter the next cycle of comprehensive economic prosperity."

Gao Xian nodded and said: "Madam is right, she is really my good wife."

Yi Huirong smiled slightly and said, "Stop feeding me the soup. You must have known this already."

"Madam gave me the magic soup." Gao Xian said seriously: "After giving birth to Jiazheng, Madam has gained a bit more mature charm, which makes me unable to help myself."

Yi Huirong's pretty face turned red and she said coquettishly: "I wasn't crazy enough last night. I started talking nonsense early in the morning."