Heavy troops were soon stationed near Guangzhou City, but Hong Kong across the river was a different story. , night has just enveloped the earth, and the streets are bustling with people looking for a living, and they are not in a hurry to go home.
Instead, we randomly chose a street stall and ate local snacks.
Next to an inconspicuous wonton noodle stall, a gentleman in a neat suit was sitting.
He wore a black brushed hat and a golden chain on his chest.
Needless to say, he also wore a pocket watch.
The shopkeeper saw that he had not ordered for a long time, so he asked with concern.
"Sir, you are waiting for someone."
The gentleman calmly took off his hat, revealing his shiny black hair.
He immediately took out a banknote from his trouser pocket and handed it to the noodle stall keeper.
"It's not easy for the shopkeeper to support his family, so this is my compensation for occupying a seat."
The shopkeeper smiled and declined.
“Sir, you gave me too much, so I can’t use so much money.”
"The shopkeeper refused, so I had to ask for a few more bowls of wonton noodles."
The gentleman smiled, and the shopkeeper agreed with a smile, and then put the money away.
This well-dressed gentleman turned out to be waiting for someone.
After a while, the shopkeeper saw a man wearing a long coat and calmly sat down opposite the generous gentleman.
They obviously knew each other and started chatting quietly without exchanging pleasantries.
"Mr.
Wang is here so early," the visitor asked quietly.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time and if you don't come, I thought you would break the appointment," the gentleman replied calmly.
"I know Mr.
Wang is worried.
Don't worry.
I will never break an appointment.
To be honest, if it wasn't for your business, I wouldn't have wasted this time."
The visitor's words were an explanation for his tardiness. .
"How about the thing I asked you to inquire about, have you found out anything about it?"
The gentleman pretended to dust off his hat and asked with a sideways look and lowered his head.
"There is good news and there is bad news.
I don't know which one Mr.
Wang wants to hear first," the visitor said with a mysterious face.
Mr.
Wang smiled coldly and replied quietly quietly.
"I am a person who likes bitterness first and then sweetness, so you should tell me the bad news first."
The visitor nodded and asked the shopkeeper for a bowl of tea.
He dipped his finger into the tea bowl and clearly wrote the word "Qing" on the square table.
But after making sure Mr.
Wang saw it, he spoke seriously.
"They seem to be aware of it, and I heard that they have sent people over to negotiate with the British Hong Kong government."
"This is indeed bad news.
It seems that their noses are sharper than those of hounds.
What about the good news in your mouth?"
Mr.
Wang sighed and asked hurriedly.
"I helped you find the person you should find," the visitor replied calmly.
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"Seriously" Mr.
Wang was a little excited and almost got up from the square stool he was sitting on.
"Yes, the person you are looking for was mistakenly captured by our people, and his true identity has not been exposed yet," the visitor explained seriously.
"His identity has not been exposed, but how did the group across the river know that he came to Hong Kong?"
Mr.
Wang expressed his doubts.
He hoped to get a convincing answer from the visitors.
"Mr.
Wang, you are a bit pushy.
Don't forget that there is an extremely difficult man to deal with in your capital.
It is no exaggeration to say that his tentacles have already reached Hong Kong.
For the person you are looking for, he has shown My interest is even greater than yours."
Although the visitor's answer did not satisfy Mr.
Wang, it did make some sense.
"Yes."
Mr.
Wang nodded, "Since your people mistakenly arrested the person, can you find a high-sounding reason to release the person?"
The visitor looked embarrassed and kept mumbling quietly.
"I'm afraid I'm afraid" Mr.
Wang knew in his heart that those who were interested in information were thinking about the price.
So he said with a smile.
"As long as you can save people, you can give me a good price."
"We are all old friends.
I will definitely give you a fair price to ensure your satisfaction."
With that said, the visitor put his hand into the sleeve of Mr.
Wang opposite.
The two quickly concluded the deal.
Mr.
Wang also specially asked the noodle stall owner to serve two bowls of wonton noodles.
"Then I'll leave it to you," Mr.
Wang said again.
"This matter is all mine.
If someone on the other side of the river interferes with it, we have to change the rescue plan at any time.
Although this is Hong Kong, the British Hong Kong government will also give them some face."
The visitor took a bite of noodles and said calmly.
"Why are you worried that they will get there first?"
Mr.
Wang asked again with concern.
"Yes, according to the way they behave, they might use diplomatic means," the visitor replied calmly with a worried look on his face.
"The British Hong Kong government will reach a tacit agreement with them."
Mr.
Wang felt a little unbelievable.
"Does Mr.
Wang feel very strange?"
The visitor was not surprised and asked coldly.
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"The British Hong Kong government has provided us with asylum no matter what it says."
Mr.
Wang expressed his reasons and judgment.
The visitor couldn't help but smile and said coldly.
"I really didn't expect that Mr.
Wang would be so naive at this time.
Don't forget that no matter what kind of Western government they are, what do they value most?"
"You mean they will reach a secret deal for this matter?"
Mr.
Wang asked rhetorically.
"Mr.
Wang, have they done too little business with others?
If they had not done business back then, would they have handed over Hong Kong Island to the British?
As long as they had done business, they could show off their power in the capital.
Such a deal would not be good for them.
You can still do it," the visitor explained seriously.
"You are right.
Dogs will jump over walls when they are anxious.
They will do anything to catch people."
Mr.
Wang nodded.
"If the situation changes, what about this business between us?"
Knowing Mr.
Wang's concerns, the visitor smiled, took another bite of noodles, and pointed to his head.
His hair had long been cut into braids, just like those of the British.
"Mr.
Wang, don't worry.
This is my territory no matter what.
I'm neither one of their subjects nor a believer in their rhetoric.
It's not their turn to show off their power here," the visitor replied confidently.
Mr.
Wang nodded, and his hanging heart finally fell to the ground.
The two quickly agreed on a place to meet again.
Then they got up from the wonton noodle stall one after another.
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