Chapter 263 Since ... "Mr. Li, will you personally handle this lawsuit this time?" "Mr. Li, are you and your team worried about the referee personally intervening to take sides? Or do you have some kind of trump card? Would you mind telling us?" "Mr. Li, may I ask who your boss is? Why don't you dare show your face or even say your name?" For a moment, everyone was talking at once, and countless questions came up. However, when a seemingly gentle man with neatly combed back hair asked this "shocking" question, everyone present stopped what they were doing and looked at him. Most of them had expressions of shock and contempt, while a few had meaningful smiles on their faces. To put it bluntly but realistically, if a media practitioner does not even know who the founder of Hutchison Whampoa is, then he is not worthy of being at a press conference, let alone being a reporter. If you can't even figure out the person you are interviewing, you are either a fool or you shouldn't be trying. Therefore, most people regard it as an object of sensationalism. These words made Li Wenbin, who was about to turn around and leave, stop immediately. He looked him up and down and fixed his eyes on the work ID on his chest.
【Dew Love】 Li Wenbin memorized the name, an unusually decent smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said: "My boss's name is Lin Zehao." After saying that, he turned and left. This made Liu Timing, who had already made a complete plan, stand there in a daze, with surprise written all over his face. In his opinion, this was a great opportunity to become famous. As long as he could do something memorable on this occasion, the citizens of Hong Kong Island would remember the name Liu Ti Ming. Will you still worry about poor magazine sales in the future? Are you still worried about not having money to earn? As early as when he made this plan, Liu Timing realized that as long as he could make a name for himself, money would roll in in the future! Therefore, he decided to provoke Li Wenbin first. As long as he could make him really angry, he would personally argue with him. It would be best if he could not control his emotions and beat him up... By then, Liu Timing's life will be equivalent to having a long-term meal ticket. As long as He Ji does not fall down, he will never have to worry about food and clothing. He had clearly planned everything well, but who could have imagined that Li Wenbin didn't even show any sign of being angry. In this case, how can Liu Timing realize his ambitions and great dreams? Thinking of this, he could no longer suppress his inner emotions, and immediately shouted at Li Wenbin's departing back, somewhat exasperated: "Stop right there!" "Please don't leave. Why don't you even dare to leave an explanation?" "What a coward! He didn't even dare to say a word and just turned around and left. You really embarrassed your boss!" Even though Liu Timing tried his best, he still couldn't stop Li Wenbin at all. The other reporters glanced at Liu Timing, then followed Li Wenbin's steps and left the venue. Only Liu Timing was left, like a poorly performing clown, trying to win back the audience who had resolutely left with his hard work. Unfortunately, all this is destined to be in vain. Although this scene was not broadcast through ATV's camera, some careful viewers still heard the voice-over. Wu Zhaonan was watching the TV screen. After hearing this, he snorted coldly and said, "To gain attention, you really don't care about your life."
"Just wait. In less than three days, this fool will disappear from the land of Hong Kong Island." Bao Yu had just finished taking his blood pressure medicine. He handed the cup of water to the servants around him and shook his head, saying, "The ignorant are fearless, but they will eventually have to pay for their ignorance." Li Chaoren also threw the remote control aside and said, "You are so stupid as to dare to touch Lin Zehao's porcelain that it is laughable." You know, even to this day, after various treatments from a psychiatrist, he still subconsciously feels both physical and psychological discomfort when he hears the word "swill". Therefore, as someone who has deeply experienced Lin Zehao's methods, Li Chaoren has a lot to say in this regard. Zhang Weihua's mother couldn't help but burst into tears after seeing this scene. She subconsciously murmured to the west: "My poor son, open your eyes and see clearly. The enemy who killed you has received the retribution he deserved..." "You must remember that the person who helped you get revenge is called Lin Zehao..." "During every festival, mother will burn more paper money for you. Remember to bless him, wish him good luck and a long life..." Ever since Zhang Weihua died of excessive blood loss due to Huang Zhicheng's dereliction of duty, lying at the door of the serious crime unit, she has been panicking and has no idea what to do. At this time, Lin Zehao not only gave her a pension, but also paid for a lawyer to help her sue Huang Zhicheng, the culprit. She is not a child who knows nothing. Of course she understands how much Lin Zehao has paid for this matter. Although he is a wealthy man, money doesn't just come from the wind. Therefore, she always kept this friendship in her heart and never dared to forget it. Now, with the death of Huang Zhicheng, this matter has come to an end. After she called Lin Zehao to express her gratitude, she set up an altar for him at home and chanted sutras and prayed for him day and night. She really wanted to repay Lin Zehao, but whether in terms of status, position, or material wealth, she could not catch up with him even if she flattered him. With such a huge gap in status, this is the only thing she can do. Chen Yongren, who was waiting to receive goods at an unknown roadside stall, suppressed his inner pain and shock and buried his tears deep in his heart after seeing the news. He lit a cigarette, held it with his slightly trembling hands, picked up the glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp. When the bitter wine goes down my throat, my throat hurts, but my heart hurts even more. Although Chen Yongren and Huang Zhicheng did not spend much time together, there was not much affection between them. However, as Huang Zhicheng was his direct superior, after this incident, the encrypted police identity file was also doomed along with him, forever. In the entire Hong Kong police force, there is no one who can stand up and prove that he, Chen Yongren, is a genuine policeman, and not a thug who does all kinds of evil. Thinking that he would never be able to walk openly in the sun again, Chen Yongren's heart began to twitch in pain. Coincidentally, being in this kind of environment, he couldn't show it and could only force himself to smile while using alcohol to numb his senses. At this moment, Chen Yongren actually envied the dead Huang Zhicheng. At least he was freed and no longer had to suffer the scorching sun and the pain of hell. As the press conference came to an end, the citizens of Hong Kong Island still stood in front of the TV, seemingly recalling the scene just now. Providing free legal aid and financial support to citizens just to seek justice.
What courage it takes to sue the Hong Kong Police Force and the government on your own? Lin Zehao is one of the most well-known names among Hong Kong citizens in recent times. Such a big move is not only unprecedented, but it is unlikely to happen again. I don’t know when it started, but their generation has the honor of becoming witnesses of history and singers of legends. Thinking of this, a sense of mission and pride arises in everyone's heart. Even some people who like to read martial arts novels think that Lin Zehao is just like the ancient knights described in the books. When you see injustice, draw your sword to help. The moment the knife was sheathed, only a few traces of blood were left on the snow, like plum blossoms blooming in winter. Proud of the cold, biting, and fragrant. Although it was still dark outside, they felt that the sky of Hong Kong Island seemed to be faintly lit. Even the elderly people living in courtyards far away in Beijing couldn't help but clap their hands and sigh. 【Throughout the history of Chinese history, there has been no hero without Sun Zhongmou. 】 [Dancing pavilions and singing stages, the elegance is always washed away by the rain and wind. 】 [The setting sun, the grass and trees, the ordinary alleys, people say Ji Nu once lived here. ] [Think of those days when we were fierce and powerful, and could swallow up thousands of miles like a tiger. 】 [Yuan Jia was hasty, Fenglangjuxu, and won a hasty look to the north. ] 【Forty-three years later, I still remember the flames of war on the Yangzhou Road.】 After reading it, the old man closed his eyes and murmured: "After looking around, he is still the most suitable one..." Hong Kong Island, Governor's Palace. After Li Wenbin told Mak Lai-ho that Hutchison Holdings had decided to sue the Hong Kong Police Force and the Hong Kong Government, he picked up an ashtray nearby and smashed a big hole in the TV hanging on the wall. The originally clear picture immediately became blurry, with only lightning flashing continuously, as if expressing the unfairness of fate. I don’t know if it’s because the quality of the TV is too good, but even after a hole was smashed in it, I can still hear intermittent sounds. "Push to the street!" The next second, Mai Lihao picked up a chair and smashed it hard at the TV. With a loud bang, lightning and flames, the TV ushered in the final chapter of its fate. Mai Lihao was seen with his hands on his hips, his chest heaving violently, his face gloomy, as if water could drip out of it. Those who can sit in this room at this sensitive moment are all smart people, otherwise they cannot sit in this position. Seeing that the biggest boss was furious, no one dared to speak. They all buried their heads and pretended to be ostriches. "I have been the Governor of Hong Kong Island since 1971. Thanks to the Queen's trust, I have been reappointed to this day."
"In all the years I have been in power, I have never met any businessman, no, any Hong Kong Islander, who is as unscrupulous and lawless as Lin Zehao!" "Does he still have eyes for the Hong Kong Island government? Does he still have eyes for me as the Governor? Does he still have eyes for Her Majesty the Queen?" Mai Lihao became more and more excited as he spoke, and he changed from a polite gentleman to a rough man with saliva flying and foul language flying everywhere. If outsiders saw him like this, they would be shocked. No one would put these two completely different images together. After talking for a long time, Mai Lihao felt a little thirsty, so he picked up a bottle of water and drank it all in one gulp. He wiped his mouth casually, picked up the pipe on the table, and continued: "Now Lin Zehao is going to sue us. We are all part of the Hong Kong government. Let's talk to each other, how should we respond?" As he spoke, Mai Lihao put the pipe in his mouth, picked up a special lighter and lit it. As the rich aroma of the fighting grass dissipated, he was nourished by nicotine, his excited emotions calmed down, and he got a moment of peace. Seeing that no one spoke, the second-in-command of the Hong Kong government, the Chief Secretary for Administration, turned his attention to the top police officer, Hon Yili. "After all, this matter was caused by the Royal Hong Kong Island Police Force. Giri, let you take the lead." Although the Chief Secretary's hair is not very thick, it is still neatly combed back, which is enough to show his meticulous character. She looked to be in her fifties, with deep nasolabial folds when she smiled, and her brown eyes were absolutely memorable. In Hong Kong Island's political system, the Governor is the supreme ruler. (End of this chapter)