My 1979

"I can't explain it to you." Li He is not someone who shows off his wealth.

"I still don't understand what I'm talking to you about!" Old Man Qin was too lazy to talk to Li He anymore. He took Li Lan to the pavilion, and the two of them continued to lay out the chess records.

Li He looked at the old man and the young man and really didn't know how to deal with them!

Before he could make a pot of tea, the phone rang. What he didn't expect was that the caller was Old Man Tang.

Although the two have a good relationship, and they are even closer because of Mrs. Yang's relationship, the two parties have never taken the initiative to contact each other. When he went to Hong Kong, they had dinner and drinks together and talked on the phone. An unprecedented first experience.

"Is something wrong? Master Tang, if you have anything to say, just say it, you're welcome." Li He instinctively felt that Old Man Li had something to do with him, and it was quite a big deal.

Old Man Tang hesitated for a few words on the phone, but finally couldn't help but said, "Hey, I have to trouble you eventually, but I really can't find the right person to help, so I can only ask you."

"What do you mean by begging? You still don't understand my temper. Just tell me. As long as I can help, I will definitely help." Li He said angrily.

Old Man Tang said, "As you have seen, my eldest son used to work in a bank and was considered a high-level person. But last year he was restless and went to work as a construction contractor. He seized the opportunity and was helped by Yu Dehua and Shen Daoru to make a lot of money. Suddenly this year I am afraid that something will happen to him if he is ambitious enough to bid for government projects.

I can't stop him now, he has to go. "

"How could something happen if I participated in the bidding?" Li He was puzzled.

"Hey, I remember telling you that I used to run a grease factory in partnership with my friends, and later developed it into a listed company. Due to internal conflicts, I quit." Old Man Tang explained.

"I heard you say it." Li He remembered that this happened, and at that time he asked Old Man Tang if he was convinced.

"My previous partner entered the real estate industry many years ago and is one of the leading infrastructure engineering companies in Hong Kong. He also participated in this bid."

Li He asked, "Your son's purpose in participating in this bidding meeting is to avenge you?"

Old Man Tang said, "Who can he hide his thoughts from? My son is too strong but also very filial. I really can't persuade him."

Li He said, "Then if you participate in the bidding according to the regulations, there is no need to worry?"

This is what Li He is most puzzled about. Is it necessary to be so worried?

He felt that Old Man Tang was making a fuss out of a molehill.

"Hey, my partner has a gangster background. He has always done whatever it takes to win projects. I couldn't stand his dirty tricks, so I often had conflicts with him. My son has no chance at all. I don’t understand the cruelty inside!

Now all the government projects have been snatched up by them. They are a gangster, a gangster who can do projects!

None of them are humane! I understand them!

What's more, if this man knew that he was my son, he would never let him go. "Old man Tang said very excitedly.

"Isn't there some Independent Commission Against Corruption? How can such a person be so arrogant?" Li He felt his worry.

Old Man Tang sighed and said, "The reason why the Independent Commission Against Corruption can continue is because the Hong Kong Governor, the police and some wealthy people have reached a consensus that bygones are bygones, otherwise the table would have been turned upside down a long time ago, how could it be possible now.

Hong Kong is not as simple as you see. In short, it is quite simple for a person like this to treat my son to tea and save his life.

I only have one son! "

The voice was a little shaky.

Li He asked, "Have you talked to Lao Yu and Shen Daoru?"

Old Man Tang said, "I was grateful to them for taking care of me in the past."

Not enough friendship!

Being able to help his son with his business is already enough to give him face!

How could it be possible for them to do such offending things again?

The only person in front of me who can ask for help is Li He!

Li He thought for a moment and said, "I'll call Yu Dehua and ask him to handle it. You don't have to worry."

"Thank you, thank you." Old Tang felt relieved when he heard that Yu Dehua would handle it.

Only Yu Dehua is the most suitable to handle this matter. To put it bluntly, he is rich and powerful, and has connections in the mainland, so most people dare not touch him. To put it bluntly, he has a group of people with trumpets under his control, and he has never been a merciful master.

Li He immediately called Yu Dehua. Yu Dehua was much more positive than Li He expected. He patted his chest on the phone and promised to settle the matter.

Hong Kong is a small place, and every inch of land is said to be of high value. The urban area is lined with high-rise buildings, shops, and crowded residences. However, the countryside is also vast and includes mountains, valleys, reservoirs, mountain streams, and undeveloped islands.

Lantau Island is the largest outlying island in Hong Kong. It is full of jungles and temples. Not only did it once produce enough rice to supply the entire Hong Kong, it also has the world's largest open-air bronze Buddha and the Po Lin Temple built by the China Aerospace Science and Technology Consulting Company. location.

Next to Baolian Temple is the famous Fenghuang Mountain Tea Garden ruins.

There is a tea house in the open area of ​​the tea garden. The outside of the tea house is simple and elegant, casual and elegant, subtle and public, complementing the surrounding Zen realm.

Luxury cars parked at the door from time to time, and the people who got out of the cars were ushered inside by the receptionist.

The decoration of the tea room is also extremely elegant, revealing charm and Zen atmosphere everywhere.

From wooden chairs, gauze curtains, tea sets, and tables, to courtyards, lighting, scenery, introducing scenery into the room, and harmonizing with light and dust.

It seems that as soon as you step into this place, you enter a Zen space that is not constrained by the rhythm of the outside world. It has the artistic conception of a paradise and is also relaxed and comfortable.

Seven or eight guests entered one after another, but they only nodded to each other. Looking at the old man sitting at the main seat, no one dared to speak casually.

After waiting for about five minutes, the well-dressed old man took the lead and slowly spoke,

"Okay, no more waiting. Being late means giving up, so there's nothing to say."

Then he scanned the whole place with his eyes. Everyone bowed their heads, and no one dared to answer.

At this time, a bald man suddenly came in from the stairs. He nodded and bowed to the old man on the main seat and said, "Mr. Qi, I'm sorry, the traffic jam is getting worse."

"Come here!" The old man known as Mr. Qi ignored the bald man. The bald man had to look around and quickly find an empty chair to sit down.

At this time, a tall and thick man came up from the bottom of the building. Mr. Qi said to him, "Don't stay in the way."

The strong man removed the last chair.

"We are all old friends, and everyone is still so polite. Then I will be disrespectful and I will make tea." Mr. Qi began to make tea slowly. After brewing a cup, he handed it to the person next to him and passed it around one by one.

Just as tea was being distributed to everyone, a short, fat middle-aged man came in from the stairs. As soon as he entered the room, he apologized quickly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."