Chapter 93

Tonight's Angus roast beef made Shi Zhiyi and his wife sitting opposite each other unable to praise as usual. Charlie, the chef of the restaurant who personally delivered them delicious food, didn't get the kind praise of Shi Zhiyi and his wife until he introduced all the dishes. Only Mrs. bass reluctantly said thank you.

Charlie walked back to the kitchen with a little disappointment. When others didn't pay attention, he whispered. No one could hear what it was. He could only vaguely hear the words Saint kila, Australia.

After having a meal in the restaurant, the couple returned to their villa in the middle of the mountain. The children had taken a bath and went to bed under the service of the servant. Shi Zhiyi and Beth took off their coats and walked gently to the children's room to give them a good night kiss. Then they quietly withdrew.

Beth and the family servants are opening the gifts brought by the five classes who met with their husband and wife tonight and entrusted the restaurant waiter to give them to themselves.

Shi Zhiyi went to the wine cabinet, chose a red wine and poured it into a goblet, gently shook it, stood in front of the huge French window in the living room and enjoyed the night on Hong Kong Island.

It has been 16 years since he was selected by the British colonial department after only one year of further study at Queen's College of Cambridge University and arrived in Hong Kong as a second-class official student to start his career as a colonial official. The handsome British youth in those years has now become a Chinese expert who can talk to the Chinese people in Cantonese, Chongqing dialect and Shanghai dialect, From the beginning, I was the administrative officer of the secondary official students. After the whole world War II, my career moved all the way to Hong Kong, Malaysia, Chongqing, Guangdong, London, and finally returned to Hong Kong.

In the same year, many of the young government officials who joined the British colonial department as grade II officer students are now grade I officer students. Several with special identities have even become Directorate officer students, or become important members in Mauritius, Malaysia, even the Falkland Islands, even some colleagues who worked in Hong Kong before the war, After the war, they also participated in the civil affairs work of the British Hong Kong Military Government and won medals and promotions. Civil officials of the military government such as desde, Bai Jiashi and he Liwen were similar to his official positions before the war. After the war, they have become important officials of Hong Kong Governor Yang Muqi.

Shi Zhiyi is not jealous of these people, because almost all of these old colleagues were imprisoned by the Japanese army or immediately participated in the war when Hong Kong fell. However, half a month before the fall of Hong Kong, he was just seconded to the Malaysian colonial government department as the chief assistant secretary to avoid the battle of Hong Kong. After Malaysia was controlled by the Japanese army, Shi Zhiyi successfully withdrew and moved to Chongqing and Qujiang. The counselor of the refugee relief Department of the British Embassy in China continued to work in China. He returned to London in 43 and met his wife, an Anglican believer from St. kila, Australia.

Without his wife's status, even if Shi Zhiyi's postwar rewards are not as good as those of his colleagues who participated in the war, he has also suffered a lot in the economy and government affairs of British overseas colonies. Moreover, as a real Hong Kong Tong, the British colonial Department listed him as one of the nine core members of the Hong Kong Planning Group in 1944, Responsible for formulating the British governance policy towards Hong Kong after the war, and preparing for the surrender of Japan and the return of Hong Kong to British governance. It was McDougall, his old boss before the war, who personally proposed to include him in the core members, but in the end, because his wife was an Australian Aboriginal, she was excluded and continued to stay in London. She was unable to return to Hong Kong at the same time as the rest of the group to share the postwar credit and positions.

If it had not been for the political differences between the new governor Grantham and the former Governor Yang Muqi, Shi Zhiyi, after careful analysis of the situation in London and Hong Kong, publicly expressed his support for Grantham, who had not officially taken office at that time, and first put forward this move to show his goodwill to Grantham, I am afraid he could not even sit in the position of deputy director of the industrial and commercial administration office now, He still had to carry the title of administrative officer of a secondary official student and mingle with the middle-level of the Hong Kong colonial government.

Even when Grantham heard that his wife was a native of the Australian colony, he regretted that he put aside the report that he suggested the colonial department to promote Shi Zhiyi to a first-class official student next month.

A 40 year old secondary official student, who started his colonial political career in Hong Kong as a top student at Cambridge University at the age of 24, is a secondary official student. Now 16 years later, he is still a secondary official student.

Shi Zhiyi took a sip of red wine in his mouth. It was astringent. His appearance was reflected on the bright glass of the French window. He was still a straight suit and meticulous, which was no different from that when he was young, but his balding hair, wrinkles on his face, huge bags under his eyes and his reddish nose were no longer what they were in those days.

Looking out of the window, Shi Zhiyi remembered his years in high school at St. Lawrence College.

At that time, he was the student leader of the college. He could speak with the Dean confidently on behalf of the college students and strive for the students' power in the school.

He remembered that when he got his degree and left Oxford University, three political organizations invited him to join as an assistant secretary.

He also thought of entering the Queen's College of Cambridge University for further study, but one year later, he was thirsty for talents by colonial officials and invited him to go abroad to manage colonies for the queen.

He remembered that when he met his wife in the Anglican Church in London and proposed to his wife under the witness of the church members, the other party wept with tears and smiles.

Thinking of his positive expression to his wife, no matter what happens, he will change her future life.

Think of the embarrassment when the first child was born, and worry about the child's future

Thinking of the end, Shi Zhiyi suddenly found his tears flowing out of the glass reflection. There was no sad expression, but the tears flowed continuously along his numb face until he blurred his sight.

"Honey, what's the matter with you?" Mrs. Beth asked softly, standing not far behind Shi Zhiyi with a cigar box specially selected by song TIANYAO in her hand, looking at her husband reflected outside the glass window.

Shi Zhiyi wiped his eyes with a handkerchief in his suit pocket. When he turned around, he was as if nothing had happened: "nothing. Maybe there was some sand in his eyes. Don't worry, honey, have a rest early."

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In front of the main entrance of the Lichi nightclub, there is still the same congestion as in the past. The door of the nightclub is responsible for greeting guests. Several waiters in red waistcoats and white shirts are sweating on their faces and can't even wipe them. They are busy guiding the traffic in the traffic flow, and have to accompany their smiling faces to deal with the yells and scolds of rich CHILDES who come to entertain when they get off the bus.

It was not easy for these gentlemen to get off and enter the nightclub. The driver drove away to give up the space in front of the gate. The waiters drove away the rickshaws waiting for business. Finally, they had a moment of leisure. A waiter wiped the sweat on his forehead and straightened up to catch a breath, The rich childe who had entered the gate of the nightclub whispered in Shanghai dialect: "I've finished my book! Even the leader of the patrol room dared not shout in front of the gate without talking about these bright scenery in the Shanghai beach. He behaved well with his brothers and asked for a cigarette before entering. When we opened these Hong Kong Restaurants in the Qing Dynasty, we opened a house porridge farm? If they were still in the Shanghai beach, I would have burned these small restaurants with my brothers Open a house! "

Another waiter nearby took out a cheap double happiness cigarette from his pocket and gave it to his complaining Companion: "The strong dragon doesn't suppress the local snake. Boss Du is in poor health. I heard that he can't get out of bed. Everyone has no head. Mr. Dafa looks beautiful, but he just maintains the situation. These local Hongmen guilds are no better than those Hongmen halls in the mainland who are familiar with the Qing Gang. Everyone always has a friendship. The guilds here are ruthless and rich. Hold your breath for the moment and wait for Mr. Du or Mr. Dafa to stand up In charge of the overall situation, we will help turn Hong Kong over sooner or later. "

He comforted his companions with a cigarette in his mouth. A waiter in a black vest and a short beard on his jaw also came over. The two people who were smoking hurriedly showed a smiling face. The waiter also handed his double happiness cigarette to each other: "brother Fei, smoke."

The leader waved his hand, took out a box from his pocket and put it on: "what? What are they talking about?"

"Brother Fei, even if you weren't a boss tycoon in Shanghai beach before, you didn't get such scolding even if you just helped Bailemen's doorman clean his shoes. Local Xiaokai, you greet him slowly and open your mouth to Pu your mother. If you had been in Shanghai beach before, you would have tied him up with several brothers, ordered his family to sink him into the Huangpu River and cut off his incense." The waiter who complained at the beginning obviously knew Feige very well. He didn't hesitate to light cigarettes for each other and said.

Feige threw up a smoke ring, turned to the grand scene at the gate of the nightclub, hummed and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, Mr. Du is in poor health. It's said that it may not last long. Mr. judge has something to say. Mr. Du is alive. He can't break the generation and rules of the Qing Gang. If Mr. Du dies, he will prepare to build a grand ceremony for the Qing Gang in Hong Kong. At that time, it will be an opportunity for us to work hard for Mr. judge."

Hearing these words, the waiter kneaded the cap on his head excitedly: "I've had enough of these days! Even if I couldn't sleep with a famous prostitute in a high-end Book apartment on the beach, my brothers are all rampant figures in the hall of Chang San 122. No one dares to look at them as waiters under the banner of the Qing Gang. Since I came to Hong Kong, I have been scolded by a group of people all day. If the master above didn't speak, I would have killed them with his mother's axe! Fly Brother, don't worry, as long as Mr. law cuts his mouth, within half a month, our Qing Gang's children can turn over this big ass Hong Kong! "

Another waiter is more calm than him, but he is also a little excited at this time. They are the disciples and grandchildren of the Qing Gang. The big bosses can't hear them discuss important matters. Only by passing down words to let them do things can they know one or two secrets. Now Brother Fei has received the news. It seems that Mr. law is finally ready to light up the flag of the Qing Gang after enduring so long:

"At the beginning, Mr. magistrate and boss Du should have learned 14K, which is the same. They entered Hong Kong from the mainland. Now in Kowloon, 14K has played several games with other local gangs, accounting for one-third of the territory, and many relationships have been installed on Hong Kong Island."

"When 14K entered Hong Kong, it was backed by the Kuomintang. When it was founded, it was supported by the Kuomintang's gold bar ocean. When it crossed the river, thousands of people were majestic. Now it's different. Ge zhaohuang rolled up 14K money and ran to Taiwan, leaving a guild to the original aide to let them live and die. These people can't compare with us. They can still rely on Mr. magistrate's business to eat a bowl of safe tea and rice and wait Opportunity, if they don't rob the territory, they will starve to death on the street. Mr. disarmament is still farsighted. He should accumulate wealth and observe the situation first, and then take action when the time is determined. "Hearing that his subordinate talked about 14K, which has recently gained a firm foothold in Hong Kong, Feige said discontentedly.

"Hey, this foreign girl is beautiful! One day the Qing Gang will unify Hong Kong, and I'll tie it up sooner or later!" the waiter holding his little hat looked at a pair of men and women walking along the road in the distance, and said fiercely: "foreign devil women can dress their mother, bare their arms and legs, and expose a piece of white meat on their chest. They feel itchy when they look at it."