Siheyuan: Xu Damao, I want to go to the moon

Seeing such a tragic situation, Xu Damao couldn't bear it, so he said, "Don't embarrass them in the future. This matter is over. You guys can do whatever you want with Hong Kong's affairs. I won't get involved."

"The main culprits are Chang Hongjun and Ling Feng, the man in the photo. I can deal with these two people myself."

After hearing Xu Damao say this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The matter was finally over.

"Minimize the impact of last night's events. I don't want the mainland to know about these things." Xu Damao knocked on the table and gave the order. It was not that he was afraid of being punished by the mainland. After all, he had not broken any mainland law. He just killed so many people in one night and was afraid that someone in the mainland would think too much.

Lui Lok said in embarrassment: "Mr. Xu, in Hong Kong, we can ensure that the impact of the incident can be minimized, but Chang Hongjun has already returned to the mainland, I am afraid..."

Xu Damao also understood his concerns: "I will handle the mainland issue myself, you don't have to worry too much, just do your best."

Xu Damao looked at the sky. It was almost 9 o'clock in the morning. Things here had been resolved, and it was time to pack up and go back to Sijiu City.

He patted Lou Yufan on the shoulder and said, "Brother-in-law, I'll leave this to you. Zhang Yaoyang will be your assistant. Is there any problem with the progress of the audio factory?"

Lou Yufan nodded. What else could be the problem?

You have killed people all over Hong Kong from top to bottom, who dares to ask any questions?

"Don't worry, normal business operations won't cause any trouble. As for other aspects..."

He deliberately looked at everyone present.

Lui Lok quickly expressed his position on behalf of the Chinese Police Station: "Mr. Xu, Mr. Lou, please rest assured that the police station will never charge any more tea fees. We will also ensure the order and safety around the audio factory and flagship store. At least we will send special personnel to patrol every day."

Xu Damao nodded, but Lou Yufan knew more about business matters: "We still have to pay the tea fee. We can't get any special treatment. Besides, the patrol brothers come here to help every day. We can't let them make a wasted trip. The police and the people are like one family. Let's talk about this sometime."

Lu Le nodded. Since Master Lou called them patrol brothers, it proved that he would not take the previous events to heart.

As for how to negotiate the tea fee, of course as long as Mr. Lou is happy, it's fine. Lu Le doesn't just rely on the audio factory to make his fortune.

The British also quickly expressed their views: "On behalf of the British government, commercial taxes will be implemented according to the lowest standards and will be tax-free for three years. There will be no other taxes. If Mr. Xu and Mr. Lou are interested, our British government welcomes you to become citizens and will help you apply for the title of nobility."

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This condition is very sincere. It is what Hong Kong people have always wanted, a genuine English title!

But Xu Damao and Lou Yufan both shook their heads.

Xu Damao said: "That's not necessary. I am Chinese. I am Chinese in life and a Chinese ghost in death."

Although Lou Yufan was somewhat tempted, he also understood that this olive branch was not so easy to take, so he smiled and said, "This matter is too big. I have to ask my father. I can't give Mr. Spencer (the commander of the British troops stationed in Hong Kong) an accurate answer for the time being."

There seems to be a corresponding method for obtaining a title without changing one's nationality. Xu Damao is a formal cadre of the mainland Guo Jia factory and cannot do these things, but he, Lou Yufan, can still do it. With such an identity, it will be easier for him to develop and do things in the future.

But we will talk about this later.

Finally, Chen Zhongsheng asked a question that everyone wanted to know: "Mr. Xu, can you sell us some of the potion you used to treat Mr. Lou?"

Then, everyone looked at Xu Damao very nervously, afraid that he would get angry, but this question was bothering them in their hearts, and they would feel uncomfortable if they didn't ask it.

Even if the neck is pierced, it can be saved instantly. Having a bottle of potion like this is like having an extra life!

These gang leaders, patrol police, and British soldiers, who doesn't have enemies or something?

Regardless of whether this thing is useful or not, it's always good to bring a bottle with you when you go out. I don't know how much it will cost.

Xu Damao pondered for a moment and realized that this trump card had to be revealed, or it had to be revealed eventually.

But now is not the time to use HP potions to gain benefits, simply because the points are too few.

"This is the secret medicine my master gave me. I keep it for my life."

"If I say that's the last bottle, no one will believe me. But I haven't even given it to my eldest brother-in-law, so everyone knows how precious this thing is."

"It is very difficult to gather the medicinal materials to make it, and the production cycle is also long. The year after next, at this time, I can take out a batch to auction in Hong Kong."

"So if you have any questions, tell me later. If you ask me now, there won't be a single bottle left."

Xu Damao rejected everyone at first, but then gave everyone hope. They could wait for two years, and then the third phase of the task would be completed. Then they would have points and could buy as much as they wanted.

Everyone was disappointed at first, but when they heard that a batch of secret medicines could be put up for auction the year after next, they suddenly became hopeful. As long as you are willing to sell them, there will be a price, and things with a price are easy to negotiate.

But this Mr. Xu has a master? !

He is so awesome, a god-like figure on earth, so what kind of powerful person is his master?

Does he have any fellow disciples or something like that?

Has the mainland's ancient martial arts heritage reached this point?

Is the mainland so scary?

After everything was explained, Xu Damao declined the invitation to dinner from these people. He just said goodbye and left. He would leave the socializing to Lou Yufan.

If he had not been forced to this point, Xu Damao still did not want to appear in front of these people. His identity was out of place among this group of people, his personality was not compatible with them, and he was not used to such social interactions.

So I said, "If you have any problems, please find Lou Yufan. If Lou Yufan has any problems, I will come to you, Lu Le and these big guys." Then I said, "I have to go back to work" and left.

Li Mingmei is in charge of the Crescent Kingdom, Chen Boan is in charge of diplomacy, and his apprentice Kasar can sometimes help out;

Lou Yufan is in charge of the factory in Hong Kong, while Zhang Yaoyang is in charge of the internal affairs and security of the factory. He will come forward if something goes wrong.

The publicity department of the steel rolling mill was responsible for showing movies, with the help of his apprentice Liu Guangtian, and Li Huaide from the factory also helping to support it - it was perfect.

The big guys looked at Xu Damao who completely ignored them and left on his own, and asked Lou Yufan, who was still there greeting everyone, a very serious question.

"Mr. Lou, what does Mr. Xu do? What kind of job does he have?"

Lou Yufan was also very embarrassed, but if one was willing to investigate the matter, it would be easy to find out.

"He is the deputy director of the publicity department of the Sijiucheng Steel Rolling Mill."

"Hmm? Publicity Department? Deputy Chief?"

"It's just a job where I show movies to workers and farmers in the countryside. It's a very leisurely job..."

"He is a god-like figure on earth. Is he showing movies to people? Is he serving people? Or is he serving the peasants who work in the fields?"

"In fact, he is also an artist, so his behavior is a bit eccentric. He likes to go to the countryside to show movies and collect folk songs and inspiration..."

"artist?"

"He is very good at writing and singing songs..."

The more we talked, the more awkward it became...