"A den of thieves."

This is the biggest impression Hong Kong Island residents have on the Kowloon Walled City.

Especially the citizens of Kowloon District.

They suffered greatly.

Everyone applauded the demolition of the walled city.

Of course, they only knew that the walled city had been demolished and could not understand the specific events behind the demolition of the walled city.

This is history happening around us, but it also seems to have nothing to do with civilians. Just like most historical events, citizens clearly know that the event happened, but they do not understand the specific circumstances.

Just as the bigger the news, the fewer the words, some effects will only appear slowly afterwards, like a breeze blowing in the face, and it has nothing to do with you.

They can only choose to accept it.

This is the most brilliant political technique.

News anchors will not report on the police's action plan, the number of casualties, or the development of the Walled City.

They are neither qualified to check nor broadcast, they are only qualified to receive bonuses.

What's more, with regard to the subsequent resettlement of the residents of the Walled City, the tycoons fully fulfilled their obligations and the resettlement issues were handled very well. There was no report at all.

The remaining few residents of the walled city who were dissatisfied with the location and size of the property had the police come forward to persuade them to reconcile, but it had little impact. The few troublemakers who were greedy and open-mouthed were handed over to Lu Hantao's engineering company to solve the problem.

In short, there are too many ways to deal with these people. Both the gangster and the white gang are trying to suppress public opinion and the troublemakers.

This is not because a few tycoons are evil-hearted, but because human nature is greedy and some people are always dissatisfied. On the contrary, the tycoons’ resettlement plan is very conscientious and most residents agree with it.

In the shopping mall, you can be conscientious, but you cannot be soft-hearted. Otherwise, if you are bullied, how can you do business?

This kind of situation has been happening for decades, and it was even more normal in the 1980s, and it was even easier to deal with.

Zhuang Shikai would never condone such malicious negotiations, let alone open his mouth, so he turned a blind eye to the Lu Group's methods.

It is impossible for him to harm the interests of most ordinary residents for some arrogant diehards. Considering the overall situation, this is also a trouble. If some fleas are not stepped on, more people will suffer losses.

One month later, the resettlement plan was completed, and the tens of thousands of residents who moved out of the walled city achieved the status of "home ownership". In order to ensure social stability, they were divided into Tuen Mun, Wong Tai Sin, Chai Wan and other areas, with thousands of people in residential areas as the

units to avoid large gatherings of more than 10,000 people.

This resettlement plan successfully allowed the residents of the Walled City to return to society, without any riots or the formation of associations. It also contributed to the cleansing of the Walled City’s leadership.

However, the imprint of the Walled City has not completely disappeared on them. Hong Kong Island citizens look down upon these Walled City residents, so they all call the Walled City residents living in such resettlement communities "City Walled City Boys".

They also call themselves "Chengzhai people", which has evolved into a sense of identity similar to that of a hometown association.

At the beginning, "Cheng Zhai Tsai" was at the lower end of the contempt chain of Hong Kong society, only slightly lower than those in housing estates and public housing estates. However, with the rapid development of Hong Kong Island in the 1990s, the value of properties increased rapidly, and "Cheng Zhai Zai" even became a despised person.

The object of envy.

Because at least they have their own property!

Only then did they understand how conscientious "Zhuang Sheng" was! One decision and move could change the fate of two generations and thousands of lights.

…

Police Department.

General Administration.

Office of the Director.

After reading the report, Ge Bai put down the documents, his face was rosy, and he said with joy: "Zhuang!"

"Well done this time."

One month later.

The resettlement plan is completed.

The cleanup of the escapees from the walled city is completed.

During the entire relocation plan of the Hong Kong Island Police Force, a total of more than 60 police officers were injured and four died, all of which were minor injuries and accidental deaths. It was basically a comprehensive victory.

There is no need to mention the number of people killed or the arrest of criminals. The numbers are dripping with blood, showing the opposite of peaceful development.

In addition, the Hong Kong government also temporarily obtained the management and law enforcement rights of the walled city land. Although the taxation and territory are in the hands of China, it is already a great achievement for Ge Bai.

It is reported that several nobles and gentlemen in Parliament have expressed their appreciation for him at public cocktail parties.

It can be seen that this contribution is dazzling in the ancestral family.

Ge Bai was very happy.

Zhuang Shikai also smiled and said: "It is the duty of subordinates to work for the superior!"

In fact, in his opinion, "Britain" only got some face, while the "lizi" was divided between him and the mainland.

After all, the management rights of the walled city land will not be under the jurisdiction of the special zone after the handover.

He gets the economic benefits, and the mainland gets the benefits of planned development. The two sides are perfectly matched and make a fortune silently.

This is also in line with the domestic development national policy of "Gou". It is simply perfect.

Ge Bai shook his head proudly and said smugly: "The Upper House is the House of Nobles of the ancestral family. It is full of nobles and royal families, relatives of the emperor and the country, and they have a veto power on parliamentary proposals..."

"I have gained the favor of the House of Lords. I will definitely be successfully elected when I return to China. Tsk tsk tsk..."

Zhuang Shikai did not accept the "aristocratic" trap, showed a fake smile, and echoed: "Then I wish the director will move into Downing Street as soon as possible."

"It's too early to say it. I'm not that ambitious. It's enough to be elected mayor when I return to my country."

"By the way, Zhuang, are you free for a drink tonight?" Ge Bai waved his hand humbly, and then offered Zhuang Shikai a drink.

However, when he heard Zhuang Shikai say the three words "Downing Street", his eyes lit up and his smile became brighter. It was obvious that he was being spoken to in his heart.

When Zhuang Shikai faced his invitation, he shook his head and said, "Sorry, private."

"I have an appointment tonight." "Okay." Ge Bai curled his lips helplessly.

This bastard can drink wine every day, and Zhuang Shikai doesn't want to compete with the tycoons for him.

"Goodbye, private."

After Zhuang Shikai finished his report, he nodded slightly and turned to leave the office.

"Goodbye." Ge Bai raised his hand and responded. He stood up and walked to the filing cabinet. He took out a bottle of whiskey and filled it up for himself.

This guy's filing cabinet almost looks like a wine cabinet.

Totally corrupt!

You should go into Downing Street and harm the British!

…

night.

Victoria Peak.

Zhuang's Villa.

Several tycoons were sitting cross-legged in the pavilion, holding small bottles of white wine in their hands and chatting.

Several paralegals stood nearby.

They need to handle affairs for the tycoons at all times.

At this moment, Mr. Huo raised his wine bottle and said loudly: "Congratulations, Mr. Zhuang, the mainland has approved the development plan for the land. Now the land can be developed according to our ideas."

"This is the design drawing of the plot."

An assistant from the Huo Group immediately handed over a document, and Salena touched the frame of the mirror. Wearing a professional skirt and high heels, she stepped forward and took the document with her hand to browse.

"Just leave these details to your subordinates."

"Maximizing the value of the land... is our common goal..." Zhuang Shikai smiled, and the four of them clinked their glasses and each drank a glass of white wine.

These drawings and designs need to be carefully considered and finally the best solution is developed.

However, it is impossible for the tycoons to do these things. They are all handled by their respective elite departments. Everyone has the same purpose and there is no possibility of conflict. Then it is up to the subordinates to work together and do their own things.

Mr. Huo nodded, and the four of them put down their wine glasses, and a beautiful lady immediately poured the wine.

At this time, Mr. Shao asked aloud: "Zhuangsheng, how should we decide the name of our joint group? Please give us your opinion!"

Naturally, the name of the new company group must be decided by the person with the largest shares, and this rule cannot be exceeded. They asked Zhuang Shikai to give his opinion, which was actually letting Zhuang Shikai make the decision.

Although this joint company was a newly registered emerging group after its establishment, it was jointly established by four tycoons, so this group was destined to be extraordinary.

What's more, the group also controls land in Kowloon. This is the first time the four tycoons have cooperated.

At this moment, a lawyer turns on his computer.

Mr. Huo, Mr. Shao and others looked at Zhuang Shikai.

Zhuang Shikai suddenly felt the breeze blowing on his face, raised his head and looked at the brilliant galaxy, and then said: "Let's call it Galaxy Group."

A new company needs a new name.

The plot of land will also be given a new project name.
To be continued...