I haven't been a boss for many years

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Daniel, Kadoorie was wearing a suit and using a pair of wooden chopsticks to pick up Chinese food fluently and naturally.

A piece of black pepper cowboy bone was put into the mouth, with a delicious expression on his face unconsciously, he lowered his head and ate a mouthful of white rice to match, and the chopsticks fell into a bowl of oyster sauce and kale as if attracted by a magnetic force.

Pork chop soup with scallops, charcoal-roasted pork neck, boiled nine-section shrimp...

In the seaside mansion of the chairman of China Power Group, the entire living room and kitchen are decorated in naked Chinese style. Not to mention the retro and elegant Eight Immortals table, there is even a statue of the Kitchen God in the kitchen, and three incense candles are lit.

"Chairman, according to the on-site news from the construction team in Tuen Mun District, the Hong Kong Electric Group is laying cables in Tuen Mun, and the villagers in the New Territories are cooperating with the staff of Guobin Construction."

Kadoorie held the rice bowl and ate white rice, and replied in a deep voice, "Well, someone will go to the scene to deal with it, hiccup, and I'm going to the electricity association meeting at two o'clock in the afternoon."

Kadoorie rubbed his belly under the white shirt and let out a full belch contentedly. As the first British businessmen who came to Hong Kong to dig gold, the Kadoorie family had been gradually "Chinese" in their oriental life for decades.

It is undeniable that he has white cheeks, but he looks more and more like a Chinese when he eats white rice. Chinese culture also has its own attractive and unique features.

This bowl of white rice is really fragrant.

……

Tuen Mun construction site.

"Beep beep."

Li Chenghao wiped his hand on the trouser leg of his suit, picked up the big brother next to the seat, pressed the connect button and asked, "Hello!"

"Who finds me!" He looked solemn.

At this critical moment in the business game, any unexpected situation may happen. Sometimes a phone call will turn into a sea of ​​corpses and blood.

On the other side of the phone, a hearty and bright voice sounded: "Mr. Li, this is Fang."

"Miss Mei?" Li Chenghao looked surprised.

"Is there something wrong with me!" he asked.

Anita Mui had just left the practice room, wearing a tracksuit, she said with a smile, "I want to ask Mr. Li to box at night?"

Li Chenghao raised his brows and showed joy: "Miss Mei, you still want to fight!"

"Aren't you afraid of being beaten by me again?"

It is too difficult to meet a friend who really likes boxing these days.

The vast majority of fighters practice boxing for the purpose of fighting for positions, and once they get to the top, they will waste their boxing skills. A singer who is willing to boxing has a high probability of really liking boxing.

What's more, he was kicked out by him last time.

Holding the car keys in her hand, Anita Mui walked out of the underground garage with a happy face, pressed the door lock and said, "The recording of the new album has been finished."

"I am now preparing for the concert at the Red Hall at the end of the year. Teacher Li wants me to practice my lung capacity, otherwise I won't be able to hold on to the ten consecutive songs at the Red Hall concert."

Applying for a concert at the Red Hall is expensive, and singing a concert is a waste of opportunity, and singing more is earning more.

Asia Star applied for Amei to start ten games in a row.

Boxing is a great way to build your lung capacity.

Li Chenghao laughed when he heard the words: "Good, good."

"But I can't do it tonight. I have something to do in the past two days."

"What is Mr. Li at work?" Anita Mui paused, a little surprised, not only fragments of various horror movies and rivers and lakes movies appeared in her mind.

cut people.

drying horses.

Big blood and.

Anita Mui couldn't help being frightened, but she heard Li Chenghao say: "That's right!"

"I'm supervising the construction site and helping Binge lay the wires."

Ma Zai's four-eyed Jie walked up to him quickly, and said in a low voice, "Brother Hao, the CLP people are here."

"Don't worry about him, keep working." Li Chenghao said decisively: "The king of heaven is here, and this circuit must be laid to the end!"

road ahead.

Several construction vehicles from China Power Group, several news reporters from Infinity TV, and three military police cars formed a team to block the way.

A middle-aged woman in a red shirt, with a fat figure and round features, her hair was tied up and she was wearing a silk scarf.

It is the leader of a group of people.

Anita Mui sat in the car and listened quietly to the sound from the other side. The roar of the construction team could be clearly heard, but the roar was soon overwhelmed by the noisy shouts.

The landlord was sweating profusely, his face full of anger, walked to the front of the car, slammed on the door and shouted: "Brother Hao!"

"A dead woman said that she was a justice of the peace and wanted to coordinate our conflict with the China Power Group. A group of people in the power company said that laying the power grid without authorization violated the regulations and would easily endanger the safety of electricity consumption. They asked us to stop working immediately."

"Give them the laid circuit, and bring a few reporters to take pictures."

"Punch at your mother!" Li Chenghao cursed, and quickly said into the phone: "Amei, I'm going to behead someone."

"Punch another day!"

Anita Mui hastily persuaded: "Mr. Li, the other party brought the reporter to stir up public opinion. Don't confront the other party head-on. Be careful of being photographed."

Li Chenghao's heart skipped a beat: "Got it."

hang up the phone.

He stepped out of the van, led the people to the front of the construction team, raised his hand to greet the police and said, "Sir Zheng, do you want to have trouble with me and Yi?"

Inspector Zheng Youwei looked awkward, and said with a baton, "Li Sheng, your commercial disputes have nothing to do with the police! We just came out to maintain order after receiving police reports."

"Then why are you standing on the side of Shi Sanba?" Li Chenghao raised his hand and pointed, Zheng Youwei hurriedly led the people to the side of the road, stood in the middle, Liang Yetian pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Mr. Be respectful."

Li Chenghao said with a smile: "You are ugly and short, whoever chooses you as a justice of the peace will damage the image of Xiangjiang City!"

The representative of CLP Group, the justice of the peace "Liang Yetian" who was pushed to the front desk as a pawn, looked indignant, turned around and said: "Officer, this involves personal insult!"

Justices of the peace have the power to maintain the peace of the region, monitor law enforcement, and even implement simple law enforcement procedures. They are equivalent to Xiangjiang civil inspectors. They have always had a good relationship with the police force and the Correctional Services Department. Insults are unavoidable in the detention room. Ordinary citizens simply cannot bear the suppression of power, but Zheng Youwei looked at Li Chenghao and only dared to persuade him softly: "Li Sheng, pay attention to your image."

Li Chenghao looked at Liang Yetian's pork chop face, but the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became, and he said in a serious tone: "Pig chop! I remember you!"

"Did you ask Master Chen to tell your fortune? What a coincidence, I also asked Master Chen to tell your fortune!"

When Liang Yetian heard Li Chenghao's question, his complexion changed suddenly, and he couldn't help but said, "Mr. Li, do you know the whereabouts of Master Chen?"

Chen Lang left Xiangjiang and fled to the mainland, but the relevant personnel managed to escape from the monk but not the temple. Even though they were panicked, they still pretended that nothing happened.

Fortunately, after Chen Lang left, it was indeed peaceful, and some people almost forgot about it.Liang Yetian didn't expect to hear Master Chen's name, which was the last name he wanted to hear.

Li Chenghao laughed and said, "Pig Chop, are you interested in sitting down and chatting?"

Liang Yetian pondered for a moment, nodded in agreement, and the two stepped out of the way to the side. Li Chenghao raised his hands and patted: "Start work! Start work!"

"Stand around stupidly waiting to die!" The Hong Kong Electric team immediately began to work. The CLP Group and the reporters looked at each other in blank dismay. How could they wrestle with Hong Kong Electric without a justice of the peace taking the lead?

Anita Mui was on the way to Tuen Mun by car.

Central.

Electricity Association Office.

Industry associations have specialized management personnel, and have rotating chairmen, directors, members and other positions, which together form an authority to manage the industry internally.

The Artists Association is actually the same organization, and has a lot of management power over Xiangjiang artists. The biggest difference between the two industry associations is that one is in the hands of the Chinese, and the other is in the hands of the British.

There are too few industry associations in Xiangjiang in the hands of the Chinese. There is only one artist association and one shipping association.

The Hong Kong government is now in the hands of the ghosts. It is no problem for the ghosts to set up an association, but why can't the association be handed over to the Chinese?

Xiangjiang is the Xiangjiang of the Chinese.

At this time, in a conference hall in the office building, a total of 32 members and directors of the Electric Power Association walked into the red hall one after another, wearing suits and taking their seats.

Daniel Kadoorie presided over the meeting as the rotating chairman, looking at the rows of seated members. Originally, HK Electric Group lacked two seats.

Chapter 418 Who dares to fight me?

"Jonelle, Hong Kong Electric Group is going to send new members to attend the meeting." Kadoorie tidied up the documents, bowed her head and spoke into the microphone.

The voice echoed in the conference room. The representative of HK Electric’s board of directors and the vice chairman of the Electricity Association, Jonelle said: “HK Electric is conducting internal procedures to select new members.”

"Okay." Kadoorie nodded in a gentlemanly manner, "Then the meeting will proceed."

"The theme of this meeting is still the issue of power safety. HK Electric's laying of power lines in the New Territories has seriously affected the safety of industrial power use in the New Territories!"

Jonelle raised his hand to object: "Nuclear power is the safest power source in the world! It can greatly stabilize Xiangjiang's electricity price!"

"Great benefits for promoting the development of Xiangjiang industry!"

Kadoorie said with a smile: "Industrial safety is the prerequisite for economic development."

Both parties hold their own opinions. No one cares whether the nuclear power plant is good for Xiangjiang, but only cares whether the nuclear power plant is good for the group. If CLP succeeds in getting the Daya Bay nuclear power plant project according to the historical development, it will definitely work hard to promote the completion of the nuclear power plant, just like HK Electric now. The board of directors twisted into one rope and firmly supported Hongkong Electric to import electricity into Xiangjiang.

The members of the board of directors of the two major power groups quickly quarreled. Kadoorie had just opened his mouth to initiate a vote. Jonelle decisively sprayed the chewing gum in his mouth and sprayed it on the top of Kadoorie’s head. Kadoorie had expected it. Taking off the wig, with a smile on his face, he took out another piece of hair and put it on in a leisurely manner, and said calmly: "Members, please start voting on Chapter 14 and Article [-] of the "Electricity Industry Safety Regulations."

This newly added industry regulation is intended to prohibit cross-regional import of nuclear power. Once the Daya Bay Nuclear Power Plant is established, it will not be able to enter Central through the New Territories power grid. HK Electric’s right to sell nuclear power in Central will be eliminated. The Daya Bay Nuclear Power Plant is really an investment for charity. CLP can also negotiate on the condition of "permission to transmit power" into Central, and it will have the opportunity to obtain the right to supply nuclear power in the New Territories.

Strict industry regulations are only paving the way for the next negotiation, but Jonelle couldn't get a single blow. Instead, he stepped on a chair, stood on the table, and loudly reprimanded Kadoorie: "You ignore the development needs of the New Territories and damage the business prospects of the entire Hong Kong! Kadoorie ! You are responsible for your actions!"

Jonelle is a traditional British nobleman who always pays attention to aristocratic gentlemen at social balls. He is dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and swears loudly, which is really beyond Kadoorie's expectations.

The on-site security trotted forward and pulled Jonelle down. Jonelle was in his fifties, and the white-haired man was still struggling for his life. He bit three security guards alone in exchange for a backhand catch, but Jonelle The look of holding his head, preferring death to submission, immediately attracted the support of three HK Electric directors.

"Shame! Shame!"

"This is really a disgrace to the glory of the British Empire!" Kadoorie never dreamed that a group of British tycoons would fight at an industry conference in Xiangjiang. Kadoorie knew that he couldn't be good today, he had to subdue this group of troublemakers according to the rules, and then expel all of them from their quotas, so that the rest of them could continue to vote.

This happens to be responsible for the regulations.At that time, two-thirds of the people in the electric power association will be CLP staff, and the CLP Group will have an overwhelming voice.

Kadoorie lifted up the cuffs of his suit, walked off the rostrum, found Giorne in the chaotic crowd, inserted his fingers into Giorne's nostrils, wrapped his neck and shouted: "I don't want to see you again! Pig nose Mr Carnell!"

"Ah!"

A loud bang echoed.

A figure kicked open the door of the conference room, stood on the right side of the door, and looked towards the hall with a sturdy face.

A figure in a black suit stood in the middle of the gate entrance, just finishing the buttons of the suit.

The sun hit the backs of the two figures.

Zhang Guobin took out his leather shoes and walked into the venue step by step.

Datou Kun was wearing a blue suit, with big arms, round waist, fat face, and fierce eyes followed closely every step of the way.

Two people!

"Oh!"

Datou Kun kicked a chair by the side of the road.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

One by one, chairs were kicked over.

In the middle of the crowded venue.

A group of ghosts gradually came to their senses, looking at the two Chinese faces who appeared brazenly, the first line of sight in their eyes was anger!

The second way is surprise!

Why are there Chinese?

When Kadoorie saw the face of the visitor, he immediately pulled out his finger, pointed at the visitor and shouted, "Security!"

"Evict non-participants!"

Jonelle quickly got out of the crowd on his stomach and shouted, "This is the chairman of the Board of Directors of HK Electric, a newly elected member of the Electricity Association!"

Datou Kun's voice was hoarse, his steps were firm, and he said in a low voice: "Who dares to touch my boss?"

He slowly took out a tiger finger from his pocket, slowly stuffed it into the tip of his right finger, and watched as several ghost security guards punched the air.

"Shh!"

The punch is sharp.

Zhang Guobin stepped over a ghost's head with a blank expression, and under the eyes of all the ghost members, he climbed up the stairs without hesitation, stood in the position of the rotating chairman, took off the microphone and spoke to everyone: " Do you like to fight?"