Siheyuan: Since 51

It was already past one in the middle of the night.

Living room, sit down.

Liu Siwang was straightforward and didn't say much.

"I got news from home. There are two big plays tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. I'll try to calm you down."

Lin Zhiyuan couldn't help but be curious, "What drama? Tell me in detail."

Liu Siwang spread his hands, somewhat surprised.

"How should I know? Just this one sentence, figure it out yourself."

After saying that, he stood up and said, "I'm leaving. Xiao Gao, help me open the door."

……

Like a gust of night wind, it came hurriedly, and in less than three minutes, it left hurriedly.

Back on the third floor, Lin Zhiyuan stood on the terrace, looking at the dark night view. He did not see Liu Siwang and fell into deep thought again.

Two big plays, to calm me down.

Could the situation change tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?

Is it a hairy bear or a beautiful one?

……

sleepless nights.

The next day was the last day of 62 years.

Yuanda Headquarters, 22nd Floor.

Lin Zhiyuan sat in the office, drinking tea and smoking, and had no mood to work at all.

I was absent-minded the whole day, until the evening, when the phone rang.

He strode forward and picked up the microphone, "Hello, Yuanda Lin Zhiyuan."

"Zhiyuan, it's me."

Lin Zhiyuan secretly gritted his teeth, cheered himself up, and greeted with a smile.

"President Liang, I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you so much."

President Liang's tone was extremely excited, and he immediately started talking nonstop.

"I have sent someone to Toutiao. At 3pm, my family set off fireworks. The outcome is decided. The outcome is decided..."

Lin Zhiyuan didn't hear the rest of the words. His eyes widened and he almost dropped the microphone in his hand.

What the hell!

I'm in a big trough!

No wonder, a year and a half ago, my family specifically asked for precision machine tools, electronic components, and even various equipment and materials... and they were all death orders.

No wonder, although I was planning to endure for five or six years and then fight back against British capital, my family asked me to move forward with the plan.

No wonder, even though the situation is so bad, the family can still remain calm.

This is a big move!

……

"Zhiyuan, Zhiyuan..."

After a long while, Lin Zhiyuan came back to his senses. When he heard the voice on the microphone, he apologized quickly, "I'm sorry, President Liang. I was a little distracted just now."

"I understand. I just received the message and I can't control myself. By the way, there's another one tomorrow..."

……

After hanging up the phone, Lin Zhiyuan felt relieved and couldn't help but punch hard.

When the fireworks go off, coupled with the home-changing tactic, what do you say, Russian bear?

Fight? Come on, really flip the table!

……

For three consecutive days, Lin Zhiyuan didn't go home at all.

December 63, 1.

Lin Zhiyuan held the Today's Headlines newspaper and read it over and over again, trying his best to suppress the excitement in his heart.

There are six big words on the homepage: Gentlemen, listen to the dragon's roar.

On the last day of 62 and the first day of 63, the rabbits were in the uninhabited area of ​​​​the New Province. One small and one big, two fireworks burst into life, like a giant dragon roaring, resounding through the world...

At this moment, it seems as if there is a real sound, echoing in my ears.

Lin Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and the pressure of the past few days was instantly released. He walked to the window, lit a cigarette, and said leisurely.

"Xiao Hu, did you hear that?"

Hu Yi glanced sideways, puzzled.

"Brother Lin, what did you hear?"

"The sound of bones in the spine straightening up."

……

The news spread throughout the village and everyone was shocked.

The bear was caught in a dilemma, and the beautiful girl slowed down. Earlier, the Gallic chicken, who had been reluctant to make friends, lowered its head...

Everything, pushed forward by the rabbit, is heading towards another path.

In Hong Kong Island, many British companies slashed their prices, and with eight negotiation teams, the harvest progress seemed to be taking off.

February 1th, the first day of the Lunar New Year.

No. 60, Deep Water Bay.

Baili came in a very low-key manner, with his pretty secretary behind him holding gifts in both hands.

Walking into the courtyard, he greeted with a smile, "Mr. Lin, Happy New Year."

His attitude became much more humble and the smile on his face was a little stiff, which was in stark contrast to the high-spirited and arrogant person he was before New Year's Day.

Lin Zhiyuan extended his hand and gestured, "Happy New Year, Mr. Baili Ji, come in and have a cup of tea."

The two walked into the living room.

Lin Zhiyuan glanced sideways and ordered, "Sister Feng, make some tea."

Drink tea, smoke, and chat.

More than half an hour later.

Baili Ji turned to the main topic with a slightly serious expression.

"Mr. Lin, please speak frankly in your Chinese language."

Lin Zhiyuan smiled without saying anything and raised his hand to signal.

Baili Ji was slightly startled, then raised his voice.

"Our bottom line is that Hong Kong Island must reach 97."

Lin Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile: "What else?"

The voice was gentle, but Baili Ji found it extremely harsh.

Compared to facing Lin Zhiyuan, he would rather communicate with President Liang, who is a humble gentleman.

It's a pity that when I went to see President Liang, Junzi said that he couldn't make the decision on this matter, and asked me to find Lin Zhiyuan, which made me feel very uncomfortable.

As early as half a year ago, British capital and the Hong Kong government had studied Lin Zhiyuan.

Adventurous, radical, good at taking risks...

In other words, impulsive, arrogant, even a little crazy...

Right now, we have to fight and harvest at the same time, and it is obvious that preparations are being made on both ends.

If it reaches the expected result, then it is just an exercise. If it does not, then they may just ignore it...

John Bull doesn't dare to gamble, nor does Mao Bear, and even Da Biao doesn't dare to gamble.

No one wants to restart, except the rabbit who is suffering.

……

After a long while, Baili Ji calmed himself down and spoke in a slightly slower tone.

"Mr. Lin, with the two polar opposites and two major camps competing, it is unrealistic for Hong Kong Island to go home at this time. You and I might as well talk about the future of Hong Kong Island in the next few decades."

Lin Zhiyuan took a sip of tea, his eyebrows slightly raised, "Tell me about it."

"Both sides will work together to establish a supervisory office to ensure that Hong Kong Island is a free, harmonious and healthy place for business. No matter if it is British capital, Chinese capital or others, we will treat them all equally..."

Listening patiently, Lin Zhiyuan tapped his knees rhythmically with his fingertips and remained silent for a long time.

Baili Ji felt angry and helpless when he saw this.

After a few minutes, I couldn't help but persuade him again.

"Mr. Lin, I hope you can calm down. Destruction is pleasant, but reconstruction is not easy..."

Lin Zhiyuan still didn't speak. He stayed silent for half an hour and smoked five or six cigarettes before he uttered an evasive sentence.

"This is a serious matter. I can't make the decision."

Baili Ji widened his eyes, a little excited.

"Mr. Lin, this is meaningless. London has contacted Beijing. The North's intention is to give Hong Kong Island full authority to you. I have even discussed this with President Liang..."

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyuan was stunned.

Fully responsible?

I do not know how?

No one told me!

……

After thinking about it carefully, I understood it, but I was still speechless.

His family came up with a surprising plan, pushing out a madman as a cover, and even took the opportunity to elevate his own status, hoping to gain greater benefits in Hong Kong Island.

As for fighting, how is that possible? How can a small follower have any power?

I give up. It’s such a big deal, but they didn’t even give me a heads up in advance. Is it trust or a test?

"Then let me think about it, okay?"

Baili Ji was helpless and said goodbye.

As time goes by, the fear hanging over the whole village has not dissipated.

Even in Hong Kong Island, many newspapers and periodicals gave detailed analysis and promoted Lin Zhiyuan as the key.

Whether anyone believes it or not, Lin Zhiyuan has become famous.