Break out of the courtyard

"According to the information disclosed by the Hong Kong police, there are 17 people from across the island guarding the No. 10 Experimental Building in Kowloon Tong." After putting down the phone, the head of the Guo family looked at Mrs. Zheng and said:

"There was a fierce exchange of fire last night, and the criminals even used explosive packs, resulting in heavy casualties among the Hong Kong police. Currently, the Hong Kong police have stopped the assault and are preparing to negotiate with the criminals."

"No!" The middle-aged man who had concluded last night that Tingmei Trading Company would not give up said, "How could Tingmei Trading Company agree to their negotiation terms? The Hong Kong police must be stalling for time!"

A female secretary ran into the conference room, walked up to the middle-aged man, and whispered, "President, the Tang family's motorcade has arrived. They said that Hong Kong Island has been in turmoil recently, and they want to send Old Madam Zheng and the others back to Huadu!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Ming and his wife Xu Jiefeng walked in, obviously brought up by the female secretary.

"Mr. Tang, you are being unkind. Mr. Zheng never said he wanted to go back!" The middle-aged male bank president frowned and looked at Zhang Heping behind Tang Ming.

Zhang Heping, who was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and camouflage pants, walked up and said casually, "Last night, dozens of Japanese, Korean, and Magnesian people invaded my laboratory building in three groups, and none of them have come out yet."

"Aren't there only 17 people who crossed the island?" The middle-aged male bank president looked at Mr. Guo in astonishment, but saw that the other party remained silent.

Old Mrs. Zheng couldn't help but stand up and said, "Xiao Zhang, this kind of foreign affairs is not a joke!"

"What a joke?" Zhang Heping retreated behind his father-in-law Tang Ming and said seriously, "I didn't say anything just now, and I don't know anything."

Everyone saw his rogue look, but no one dared to laugh, as they were unsure how many foreigners were trapped in that laboratory building.

"Mr. Zhang, if there are too many foreigners, even the Governor of Hong Kong won't be able to handle it. Are you sure you're not kidding?"

Zhang Heping didn't even look at the person who was speaking, as if that was all he had to say.

Old Mrs. Zheng only thought for a few seconds and made a decision.

"Fellow compatriots, we came to Hong Kong Island to raise funds for the Hope Project Fund and received a total of 3 US dollars. This amount far exceeded our expectations. I would like to thank you very much for your strong support for basic education in China."

As Mrs. Zheng spoke, she began to shake hands and say goodbye to everyone one by one.

Half an hour later, Mrs. Zheng and Wang Sumei got into the Hongqi bulletproof car.

After the convoy started moving, Wang Sumei asked Zhang Heping, who was sitting in the co-pilot seat, "Heping, what happened to your laboratory building? Did so many foreigners really break in?"

"15, 21, 18, 17." Zhang Heping reported four numbers without any order, but Old Mrs. Zheng and Aunt Wang in the back row understood.

Wang Sumei asked worriedly, "How are the first three groups of people doing?"

"There are powerful tranquilizers in the basement of the laboratory building. You will faint if you go in." Zhang Heping said calmly: "Now, it depends on how long the stalemate between the islanders and the Hong Kong police can last."

When Wang Sumei heard that the first three groups of people had just fainted, she couldn't help but feel relieved. As long as they were not killed directly, everything would be fine.

Mrs. Zheng at the side said, "Xiao Zhang, it's too dangerous outside. You should consider returning home."

"There are too many people at home, so it's inconvenient to go back and stay." Zhang Heping said with a smile: "I will buy a few houses in Shenzhen when I can, and then move there."

When Old Mrs. Zheng heard the words "too many people at home", she couldn't help but think of the young man's two wives and seven children, and for a moment she didn't know what to say to him.

When Zhang Heping saw that Old Lady Zheng was silent, he jokingly said, "Auntie Wang, there is so much money in the fund account all of a sudden, you have to hold on!"

"You little brat, you underestimate me!" Wang Sumei said with a smile on her face, "If we build a Hope Primary School at the standard of 3 yuan, 3 million magnesium yuan can be converted into 4 million yuan, which can build more than 5 schools. If I can make this happen, I can go down in history!"

"You wish!" Zhang Heping began to pour cold water on the plan. "If you do it yourself, you can only build ten Hope Primary Schools this year at most. If you delegate the power to the local governments, they will at least embezzle or misappropriate half of the funds. In addition, when you return to the capital, you will have to face other people begging for money."

After Zhang Heping said this, the car was quiet for a while.

Then, Zhang Heping smiled and said, "I'm telling you this just to prepare you mentally, lower your expectations, and take the money lightly. When the money is used up, we will hold another charity auction in Huadu next year."

"By the way, I haven't donated 1 million magnesium yuan this year yet, so I can only wait until next year to continue to support the Hope Project Foundation charity auction!"

Old Mrs. Zheng patted the back of Wang Sumei's hand, who looked thoughtful, and smiled at Zhang Heping in the front row, "Little Zhang, don't underestimate us old bones. With us here, not a penny of the charity money will be wasted!"

"Old lady, I don't look down on anyone!" Zhang Heping turned his head and looked at the two people behind him, and said solemnly: "I have a stubborn temper, and I think I'm smart, and I don't like to compromise with others. Therefore, I can only rely on Aunt Wang to compromise and share the money, and tolerate some embezzlement."

"In the future, as reform and opening up intensify, the gap between the rich and the poor will widen. No matter who you are, you will chase after one thing: money!"

"By then, most people will focus on money!" Zhang Heping sat up straight, leaned back in his chair, looked ahead, and said faintly:

"Adults can't teach them. Only by educating children and guiding their mindsets can we stop all the evil tendencies of focusing only on money."

Although Zhang Heping sounds righteous, he actually wants to eliminate the hatred of the rich among most people in the future through education.

But Old Lady Zheng and Wang Sumei didn't know what Zhang Heping was thinking. Instead, they fell into deep thought, thinking about what they had seen and heard in the past.

"We're at the station now. I won't go to Huadu with you. I have to stay here and wait to argue with those foreigners."

As the car stopped, Zhang Heping got out and, together with a group of bodyguards, took Mrs. Zheng and her entourage, as well as her father-in-law Tang Ming and several accompanying personnel to the station until they took the train north to Huadu.

……

In the following three days, the Hong Kong police did not attack Laboratory Building No. 3 in Kowloon Tong. Just as Zhang Heping said, they simply surrounded the building outside and had several snipers fight off the islanders who tried to escape.

Of course, the Hong Kong police also sent negotiation experts to make the call.

However, the negotiation expert spoke Cantonese, and it would be strange if the Vietnamese people could understand him.

Zhang Heping suspected that the Hong Kong police deliberately did not find an interpreter!

Because, on the night of June 6, five Hong Kong police officers died and more than a dozen injured Hong Kong police officers are still lying in the hospital.

During these three days, some Japanese, Korean and Magnesian people were very anxious because their people were missing.

On the other hand, Zhang Heping has been hanging out with his mother Ma Xiuzhen, his wife, children, and a group of bodyguards recently, allowing Ma Xiuzhen to truly experience what modernization and materialism are.

On the morning of June 6, Zhang Heping and his family boarded a civil aviation flight to the capital.

They went back suddenly, not because the foreigners in the basement of the laboratory building were discovered, but because Director Sha of the Shenzhen Science Printing Factory called last night and asked Zhang Heping to return to the capital to take over a house.

After returning to No. 7 Courtyard on the north bank of Houhai Lake, Zhang Heping first called the number given by Director Sha; a woman answered the phone, who only asked Zhang Heping how many people were going there, and then hung up.

Just when Zhang Heping and his family were busy eating zongzi, a young and pretty female soldier knocked on the door of Yard No. 7...