Chapter 290

At 9 o'clock in the evening, Annie, who was leaning on Li Changheng's arms and watching TV, covered her mouth and yawned, "Honey, aren't you sleepy?"

Li Changheng shrugged, "Bell Burke should be back in a while, you go and wash up first, I'll go up after talking with him."

Annie gave Li Changheng a blank look as soon as she heard it, "Tomorrow we will go to Buckingham Palace early in the morning to meet father, mother and grandmother.

Don't be too late. "

"OK", Li Changheng nodded with a smile, watched Annie go upstairs and waited for more than 20 minutes before seeing Zhang Tianzhi walking in quickly from the outside.

"Boss, Mr. Burke is here."

"Well, Brother Zhi, you should go back and rest too, so that little guy Zhang Feng won't be afraid at home alone."

"No, boss."

Speaking of his son, Zhang Tianzhi finally smiled and said, "I have already hired an old Chinese couple to help, and I want Ah Feng to speak more Cantonese, so as not to,,,."

Having said this, Zhang Tianzhi came back to his senses and quickly stopped talking.

"It's okay," Li Changheng knew what he was worried about, "You know I was adopted by a pair of Chinese parents when I was young.

Therefore, I not only agree with you to let Zhang Feng speak Cantonese more, but also hope that you can always tell him that you are from the Celestial Dynasty.

Erwuzi is either greedy for life and afraid of death, or he is ungrateful for profit, a piece of rubbish that his ancestors didn't want for money.

A foreigner like me is not a fool. Apart from using them, it is impossible to really trust such people. "

"Thank you, thank you", Zhang Tianzhi looked at Li Changheng in disbelief.

It seems that I really have to thank the Chinese couple for being able to teach a foreigner to recognize his ancestors instead of believing in God.

Then he didn't see any intention of lying in his eyes, so he nodded reassuringly and affirmatively, "I'm very glad to be able to work for you, boss."

"Okay, we don't need to be so sensational anymore, go back and take care of Zhang Feng earlier."

Zhang Tianzhi nodded with a smile, was walking two steps, and suddenly turned around and said, "Boss, what do you think..."

Before finishing speaking, Zhang Tianzhi shook his head in his heart.

Quickly changed, "His Highness Andrew's photos and negatives, I rolled them up and hid them in the silver candlestick in the dining room."

"OK".

Li Changheng looked at the back of Zhang Tianzhi leaving, and kept thinking in his heart what was said after the "do you think" just now?

I met an English woman and wanted to ask myself if I would mind?

But what's wrong with that?

Still want to go back to Hong Kong and Kowloon?

This is also impossible, Zhang Feng is in London, and his boss is also in London.

Zhang Tianzhi has no reason to return to Hong Kong and Kowloon at this time.

Do you think you are American or Chinese?

Li Changheng thought in his heart that of course it is the skin of a foreigner, but the heart of a Chinese.

Then, why do you want to ask this question?

Li Changheng, who couldn't figure it out, saw Bell coming in, so he could only hold back his curiosity, and pointed to the sofa to signal him to sit down as he wished.

After sending Charles and his party away, Li Changheng himself checked the living room, study room, and the room for bugs.

As for what he said in the study with Charles and the others, it's fine even if someone overhears it.

Bell sat on the sofa next to him, leaning sideways to get closer and whispered.

"My uncle said that he has basically confirmed that he will go to Hong Kong and Kowloon next year, or at the end of this year.

So, he asked me to ask you, are you interested in continuing to build the tube building you designed? "

Housing plans?

The first thought in Li Changheng's mind was that once he took over, he would definitely make money.

But the second thought is that I can't guarantee the quality of the building at all.

Unlike private building, who can make their own decisions and inspect how they want, Uncle Bell's housing plan is managed by the Hong Kong and Kowloon Housing Office.

There is definitely a pit in it, and it is a big pit.

"Sorry, man, I don't have that much energy.

And to put it bluntly, instead of helping Hong Kong and Kowloon to build buildings.

It would be better for me to buy the land and build it myself, or continue to develop the land in Tsim Sha Tsui in exchange for further development. "

"Why?"

Bell asked anxiously, "Henry, we are all old friends, tell me what are you worried about?"

"The quality of the building," Li Changheng shrugged, "to put it bluntly, Hong Kong and Kowloon at this time, whether they are local public officials or British public officials, are moths.

I don't need to get myself into huge trouble for tens of millions of Hong Kong dollars. "

Li Changheng built a 7-story tube building in Kowloon, which cost only 3 million Hong Kong dollars.

Even if it is raised to more than ten or twenty floors, a building is only 60,000 to 70,000 Hong Kong dollars at most.

How much can a building earn?

There is really no need to get involved here.

On the contrary, if he didn't participate, he could send people to watch the quality of the building, so as to avoid the tragedy of several buildings collapsing in half.

Seeing Li Changheng's resolute attitude, Bell could only give up, and then said, "My uncle also wants to hear your opinion on the Hong Kong and Kowloon police."

Li Changheng knew in his heart that Bell's uncle and nephew were worried that he would hurt Paulello and others.

"Don't worry, I am 100% in favor of cracking down on the problem of Hong Kong and Kowloon police collecting money.

Moreover, in the next few years, my focus will be in the United States, and in the future, in order to reduce labor costs, I may put some factories in Hong Kong and Kowloon.

Therefore, in the long run, I support your uncle in purging Hong Kong and Kowloon. "

Bell couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this, and then he heard Li Changheng say with a smile, "Dude, in fact, I really hope that your uncle will get rid of Lei Luo and others.

When the time comes, Lei Luo and the others will flee, that is when we will make a lot of money, understand? "

Only then was Bell really relieved and smiled.

Li Changheng has needs, so his assurance just now is more convincing.

Otherwise, don't look at Milehose as the leader when he went to Hong Kong and Kowloon, but he can't even be counted as the second echelon in England.

Even Bell, who is already an assistant to the boss of the England Foreign Affairs Department and the Asian Affairs Department, will be on the same level as him if he is promoted two or three levels.

The two talked about something related to the Scottish title, and Bell got up to leave.

Standing at the door of the villa, Li Changheng looked at the leaving car, and couldn't help but think of Ruan Mei who cooked for himself.

I don't know how she lived in the past 8 months?

And how is my villa on the top of Victoria Mountain going?

And the seven theaters from Central to North Point, I don't know if Hobbs got it for him?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help walking to the phone and thinking about it.

I remembered the phone number of Chen Xijiu's family, and then thought about the time difference.

At this time, Hong Kong and Kowloon should be at 6 o'clock in the morning, and then dialed the phone number of Chen Xijiu's house.

In Shau Kei Wan, Kowloon, Hong Kong, in a villa covering an area of ​​300 square meters, I suddenly heard the piercing ringing of a bell.

Chen Xijiu, who was sleeping soundly with his son, got up cursing and walked out of the room.

Seeing the two tables listless, but no one would leave the table, and the eight women who played mahjong all night, they cursed in their hearts that they had married nine wives.

It is completely married to 8 aunts, and a doormat who dare not appear in this villa and brings her daughter to live alone.

Seeing Chen Xijiu standing still, a woman who lost money immediately said dissatisfiedly, "Hurry up and answer the phone, it's disturbing."

Chen Xijiu shook her head helplessly and answered the phone.

Then the eight women jumped up and put their legs together, shouting, "Good morning, sir."

"You're crazy, Chen Xijiu."