Chapter 680 Xiangjiang to the left 1 There is a railway bridge over the Shenzhen River, which is the Luohu Bridge. The joint inspection building and pedestrian bridge at Luohu Port have just been constructed. This will make the customs clearance process more cumbersome. People need to walk from the north bank of the bridge to the south bank with their documents. Shenzhen is on one end and Hong Kong is on the other. Both are guarded by border guards and military police. Li Weiguo was carrying a medium-sized bag, wearing medium-priced clothes, with a medium build, dark skin, and hair slightly longer than short inches, striding on the railway bridge. I was accompanied by a person from a Chinese company stationed in Hong Kong, followed by several younger brothers, looking around curiously. There were a lot of people on the bridge, some of them were official officials wearing Chinese tunic suits and suits, and some of them were visiting relatives. They were relatively decent, after all, they were crossing the border legally. Who sneaks into Hong Kong via Luo Wu Bridge? After burning incense sticks and worshiping God, it is done. "Do so many people go to Hong Kong every day?" A thin young man who looked like a little monkey caught up and asked. The Chinese company staff said: "It is becoming more and more open now. Hundreds of people cross the border every day, sometimes thousands, and the queues last for hours." "They all go to work?" "I don't know. Anyway, everyone has his own way, and some of them have moved directly to Hong Kong."

"Doorway? What doorway?" "Xiao Gao, don't ask around!" Li Weiguo, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke, and the young man immediately shut up. Luo Wu Bridge is not long, and we reached the south bank while talking. A few Hong Kong military police were guarding there loosely. “…” Li Weiguo took a quick look out of instinct, with a bit of confusion and contempt in his eyes. Xiao Gao and a few people behind him also took a look and had the same reaction. Xiao Gao didn't know what he saw and shouted in a low voice: "Hey, look at that foreign old lady!" "Wow, that's the British chairman, right?" "What is it, Chairman? That's called Queen, Emperor! Does Wu Zetian know?" "In what age does there still exist an emperor? Isn't Britain a feudal society? Hasn't the three mountains been defeated yet?" The Chinese company employee tried hard to maintain his expression. He knew what these people were discussing, but he couldn't help but take a look: It was on the outer wall of the Hong Kong Immigration Control Station. There was a portrait of a foreign woman wearing a crown on her head. It looked very... Luxurious look. He led everyone in for inspection, and their identities were unified: workers of China Shipping Group! China Shipping Group is a subsidiary of China State Construction Engineering Corp. in Hong Kong. It has taken on many projects, built extensive construction projects on Hong Kong Island, and transferred a large number of workers from China. They were the first batch, and several other batches entered separately. After everything was done, everyone got on the train again. The train here is different from the train over there. A woman is selling various Chinese and foreign newspapers and magazines. She speaks fairly standard Mandarin and is very enthusiastic. "Comrade, can you read the newspapers in Hong Kong? You can't read them in the mainland." "This is an English magazine. It's called a model. Foreign women are very coquettish and don't wear any clothes." Most of the people in the carriage were visiting Hong Kong for the first time. They were not itchy, but just dumbfounded. Because the mainland is still cracking down hard, Hong Kong doesn’t wear clothes anymore? In front of everyone, I was too embarrassed to buy what I wanted to buy. The woman was very familiar with the business and introduced: "Then buy a newspaper? We have left-wing newspapers, right-wing newspapers and centrist newspapers. Which one do you want to read?" Everyone was stunned again.

Full of discomfort with "freedom". Chinese enterprise personnel are accustomed to staying in Hong Kong for a long time. They waved: "One copy of Wen Wei Po, one copy of Ming Pao, and one copy of Hong Kong Times!" "Okay!" The woman looked like she was an expert at first sight and handed over three newspapers without any nonsense. The staff from the Chinese company first looked through Wen Wei Po and muttered in disappointment: "There are no new articles. I have been very lazy recently!" "Whose article do you want to read?" Xiao Gao has a lively temper. "He's the one who summoned you." "Oh! I know he is a great talent. We often watch his movies and we all like Comrade Gong Xue!" Xiao Gao said. "Why are you saying this so awkwardly?" Li Weiguo frowned. "Originally! Who doesn't like Comrade Gong Xue? That Xiao Ning can't even read a few words. Every time I see news photos of Comrade Gong Xue in the newspaper, I will cut them out and paste them in my notebook. They fill up the entire notebook. " "Yeah, yeah, it would be nice if she... I could see her in person anyway." Xiao Gao held back his words, but everyone understood, and Li Weiguo also chimed in: "I would like to meet Comrade Gu Yue." “…” The train chugged along in silence. The New Territories is also a large rural area, with villages hidden among the rolling hills. After a few stops, we could see what the city looked like, with more high-rise buildings. Finally stopped at Hung Hom Station. When everyone got off the bus and exited the station, they saw a van parked there. Xiao Mo came to pick it up in person, shook hands with Li Weiguo and got in the van and ran to the dormitory building. Before going up, he walked around first and then gathered on the first floor. Xiao Mo said: "The dormitory and the studio need to be protected. I will take you to the studio later. I will hold a press conference today and wait for their reaction and action." It will take a few days.” "Have all the comrades in the building been notified?" The latest chapter of this novel was first published on 6@9书#. Please go to Liujiu Book Bar to read it! "Notified, we will definitely cooperate." While they were muttering, Zhuang Cheng was chatting with the uncle in the reception room. He always felt that relying on the uncle to guard the door was not feasible, and he was not a sweeping monk in the Shaolin Temple. As a result, while they were chatting, they saw Xiao Mo leading a group of people in, plotting something. Just as I was about to go out and take a look, I suddenly saw the dark-skinned leading man shouting: "Xiao Gao!" The young man who had a playful smile just a second ago and was as skinny as a monkey suddenly straightened his back and stood up straight. "arrive!" Zhuang Cheng stopped unconsciously and felt the sound of his voice shaking the sky. … Clearwater Bay studio. Left-wing films rarely hold large-scale press conferences. Chen Qi released the latest news while writing an article to curse people. Today is the first time. Near noon, reporters from the entertainment section of Hong Kong's mainstream media gathered here. Including several right-wing newspapers. Although the two sides are in opposition, they still adhere to the principle of "don't cut it and make it happen" in some public-level exchanges.

"It's so shabby to hold a press conference. You can't afford to rent a hotel?" "I've earned so much, I can't bear to spend this little money. I'm used to being poor!" "I can smell the green onion!" Several right-wing reporters complained about the scene in front of them. This was in the cafeteria on the set. The table was moved to the side and dozens of chairs were placed. There was a long table in front with a microphone and it became a podium. After sitting for a while, two people appeared at the door, it was Chen Qi and Shi Nansheng. Walking from the door to the podium, I happened to pass by the press box. One of them was wearing leather shoes and the other was wearing high-heeled shoes. They clicked loudly and loudly. Under the angry eyes of the right-wing reporters, they walked to the front and took their seats. If possible, these people really want to assassinate Wang Shajia and kill Chen Qi on the spot, then the leftists will be useless. But they are afraid that as time has passed, the rightists are no longer the rightists who started the riots. (End of chapter)