On June 28, 1997, there were only two days left before the landing in Hong Kong. I thought that as this time came, the British would become more hysterical. But what people didn’t expect was that the entire Hong Kong was exceptionally calm, as if there were no waves. There are no ripples in the lake water.

But everyone knows that the calmer the surface, the bigger the whirlpool underneath.

That night, it was raining heavily. Li Siwen, who was having dinner in the villa, put down his bowl and chopsticks because of the urgent ringing of the doorbell, and then motioned to the sparrow to open the door.

Soon, two people wearing raincoats walked in. One of them was Mr. Huo, who rarely showed up, and the other was Mr. Zhu’s secretary, Secretary Sun.

After the two took off their rain hats, Li Siwen was startled. He quickly stood up and said, "Mr. Huo, Secretary Sun, why are you here?"

"Sit down and talk." Mr. Huo replied.

"Sparrow, go make a pot of hot tea." Li Siwen quickly invited the two of them to sit on the sofa.

After a while, Secretary Sun took the lead and said, "You have a share of the credit for attacking the Thai baht market this time, right?"

"Indeed, but it has little to do with me." Li Siwen replied.

"I didn't say it had much to do with you, but you should understand what the collapse of the Thai baht portends." Secretary Sun said.

"Understood, the financial crisis is coming." Li Siwen replied without thinking.

"Yes, after the collapse of the Thai baht, the financial systems of Asian countries suffered an unprecedented impact. The foreign exchange market was in chaos. The Philippine peso, Indonesian currency, and Malaysian ringgit have become the first targets of international speculators' attacks. Singapore, Hong Kong People in other places are panicked, and imports and exports have suffered losses on a historic scale." Secretary Sun continued in a deep voice: "Coupled with the fanning of the flames by domestic and foreign media, the situation in Xiangjiang is already on the edge of turmoil."

Li Siwen heard Secretary Sun's analysis and said straightforwardly: "Secretary Sun, we are all our own people, you don't have to beat around the bush, just tell me what I can do!"

Secretary Sun smiled softly. He liked Li Siwen's straightforwardness very much. He glanced at Mr. Huo next to him, who said: "Tomorrow, on the 29th, Prince Charles of Great Britain will land in Xiangjiang and will meet with Jiang Governor Peng Dingkang. We have held a meeting and have invited various major social groups in Hong Kong and the Hong Kong General Chamber of Commerce to meet with everyone on the evening of the 29th."

After Mr. Huo finished speaking, Secretary Sun added: "What we can be sure of is that Daying has given up the struggle on the Xiangjiang issue, but we cannot rule out that they will cause trouble at the last moment.

The leadership is extremely worried that once Charles takes advantage of the recent turmoil caused by the financial market to unite with major social groups in Hong Kong to cause trouble, go on strike, and create public opinion, it will not only affect the handover ceremony on July 1, but also cause huge bloodshed and sacrifices. For China, it is unacceptable."

Li Siwen seemed to understand something when he heard this: "So, you came to me and wanted my help to solve this matter?"

"That's right." Secretary Sun and Huo Lai nodded at the same time.

Li Siwen smiled: "Two leaders, are you making fun of me, right? Who am I, Li Siwen, in Xiangjiang? I am very different from Mr. Huo. If we really want to solve the problem, it will be Huo. Always come forward!"

"Of course I am willing to come forward, but social groups are complex. There are taxi societies, dock societies, labor associations, and even various gang forces, as well as the most troublesome workers' union. I can't do it alone. any effect.

And it’s not like I didn’t try to persuade other friends in the business circle, but everyone was very cautious in handling this matter. After all, our family fortunes are all in Hong Kong. Once a general strike breaks out, it may overturn some people’s lifelong efforts.”

Mr. Huo paused for a moment, looked at Li Siwen seriously and said: "On the contrary, you, although you are new to Xiangjiang, have managed to win over a group of investors with the help of the Red Sea Fund. Since there are interests, I think if you come forward, your success record will be better." Bigger, don’t worry, I will definitely be the first to express my support for you at the scene.”

Li Siwen frowned fiercely and said softly: "You mean, I have to deal with Charles on the spot?"

"Yes, in fact, sending you to come forward has another deeper meaning, which is to allow you to directly negotiate with Charles on behalf of China. We want all Xiangjiang social groups to know that China has the ability, strength, and courage to deal with Those British guys." Secretary Sun gritted his teeth and finished speaking, sighing: "But this trip will be very dangerous, because we have already obtained some information, and there will be some black groups supporting Charles, and we will be very passive. .

Let me tell you the truth, if there are any objections at the event, you will probably be shot.

Therefore, Mr. Huo and I are here to persuade you, and secondly, we want you to express your opinion. If you don't agree, we will implement plan B."

Li Siwen was silent for a few seconds and asked, "What is plan B?"

"The tanks are coming directly." Secretary Sun said solemnly: "This is our last resort. Once it happens, the consequences will be disastrous."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Li Siwen intently, waiting for the other party's answer.

But this time, Li Siwen did not hesitate, nodded and said: "I will handle this matter."

"But like you said, if I really die on the scene, I can only implement plan B."

Secretary Sun did not expect Li Siwen to answer so simply. After a long silence, he nodded and said: "Good job, Mr. Zhu did not misjudge the person."

After he finished speaking, he took out a medal from his arms and placed it in front of Li Siwen.

"This first-class Chinese Medal of Merit for major military operations will be worn on your chest forever."

When Li Siwen saw the medal, he felt an inexplicable surge of emotion in his heart. He never thought that he could be associated with such a thing in his life.

He had only seen it on TV before, but now that it was in front of him, he realized how important it was.

"I just hope that this thing will not be worn on my corpse." Li Siwen laughed calmly and joked: "I said Secretary Sun, doesn't it need to be more formal to award this kind of thing? For example, let Mr. Zhu or Shangfeng wears it himself?"

"If you have such a request, it's not impossible. I will apply to the superiors." Secretary Sun's answer was serious.

"Haha, just kidding." Li Siwen picked up the medal, handed it to the sparrow and said, "Put it on for me first. When I come back tomorrow, you can put it on for me yourself."

"I wish you success." Secretary Sun stood up and stretched out his right hand.
Chapter completed!