HK Composite: Starting from Shenghe Leading

Chapter 597 Return
June 30, 1997.

The Hong Kong Convention and Exhibition Centre, brightly lit and attracting worldwide attention.

Countless media outlets, countless reporters, and a continuous barrage of spotlights turned the night into day.

Today, this place is not only home to mainlanders, but also to Hong Kongers.

Tomorrow, they will all be Chinese.

"This is truly an eye-opener. I never expected to see so many important figures here today."

"Nonsense! How could anyone but a big shot get through this door?"

"Didn't you see that even the Ho family from Macau had to stand aside?"

"The real big shot is this guy; you can tell just by looking at how he's always standing in the center."

Following the gaze, everyone realized it was Lin Zehao.

He wore a black suit with a dark gold oriental dragon embroidered on his chest, extending all the way to his shoulders. He was radiant, neither humble nor arrogant, yet exuding unparalleled confidence.

Time inevitably left its mark on his face, but it also brought maturity, composure, and the imposing presence that comes from years of holding a high position.

Such people are always the center of attention, no matter when or where they are.

"Who could have imagined that a nobody from the lowest rungs of society, with no power, no connections, and no backing, would become the richest man in Hong Kong, or even the world, in less than twenty years? Let alone a real-life event, even a novel or a movie wouldn't dare to do something like that!"

"Back then, Emperor Gaozu of Han was 48 when he watched dogs fight, and at 55 he conquered the world, taking only seven years. Although Lin Sheng is slightly inferior, his achievements are probably unparalleled in history, and he can be called a hero of his time!"

"If most of Lin Sheng's companies weren't unlisted, his personal wealth would definitely shock everyone!"

"Moreover, I heard that Mr. Lin also put in a lot of effort to facilitate Hong Kong's return to China. Without his involvement, the British Empire probably wouldn't have been able to achieve such a smooth outcome..."

The crowd discussed animatedly, with Lin Zehao at the center of the conversation.

Some things, after so many years, are no longer secrets.

Lin Zehao, holding a glass of whiskey, was talking with a representative from the mainland.

"Mr. Lin, we'll be counting on you for the rest of the time."

In such situations, some things don't need to be said too clearly; everything is understood without words.

Whether tonight's banquet can proceed smoothly depends entirely on Lin Zehao's arrangements.

"Don't worry, I understand."

Lin Zehao nodded slightly, a graceful smile playing on his lips.

He may appear nonchalant, but he has already mastered the art of things.

"Hui Shu, please entertain everyone. I'm going to the restroom."

Guo Huishu stepped forward gracefully. Although she was surrounded by prominent figures from the town, she was not intimidated at all and carried herself with the demeanor of a hostess.

Lin Zehao and Guo Huishu held their wedding three years ago.

There were two events held at the time, one in Hong Kong and one in Malaysia.

Over the course of these three years, Lin Zehao also gained control of most of Yihai Kerry through various means.

It is no exaggeration to say that if Guo Henian were to pass away, he would naturally take control of this vast empire.

Grain and sugar have always been strategic resources.

With these, Lin Zehao will be even more powerful!
Of course, it's a bit of a tangent to talk about these things in this context and at this moment.

Lin Zehao arrived at the lounge, where Chen Guoqiang and Yang Chengrong had been waiting for a long time.

"Brother Hao."

Upon seeing the big shot enter, the two immediately stood up, their faces filled with excitement.

Back when Lin Zehao had nothing, they chose to follow him without hesitation because of his unparalleled personal charm. Who would have thought they would be where they are today?
It is no exaggeration to say that Chen Guoqiang and Yang Chengrong, by following Lin Zehao, have crossed countless social classes, changing not just the fate of one generation, but the fate of several generations of their family!

At first, they were worried that Lin Zehao might discard him after he had served his purpose, like a cunning rabbit being killed and a hunting dog being cooked, or a good bow being put away after the birds are all gone.

Unexpectedly, their worries were completely unnecessary.

Lin Zehao's attitude had already made it clear that they would have a peaceful end.

Following such a powerful figure, they would definitely have lived a worthwhile life.

"Don't get agitated, sit down and let's talk."

Lin Zehao laughed, and Chen Guoqiang and Yang Chengrong laughed too.

In that instant, the three of them seemed to return to those days when they had nothing but were full of hope for the future.

"You all know the whole story. Kill them all without causing a big commotion."

"Since these foreigners dare to cause trouble at this time, let's make sure they don't leave alive."

"Yes, Brother Hao!"

Chen Guoqiang and Yang Chengrong nodded emphatically, clearly understanding what this assignment meant.

It seems that for some reason, the mainland side is not in a position to intervene, so they can only let Brother Hao handle this kind of matter.

Although Hao Ge doesn't blindly believe in authority, he has never made a mistake in his overall perspective.

National and personal grievances are clearly more important.

"Be careful. Your main role is to direct from the center, not to rush to the front."

"Leave professional matters to professionals, understand?"

In terms of ability, Chen Guoqiang and Yang Chengrong are not professionals in this field. The reason they were sent was because of absolute trust.

This also demonstrates Lin Zehao's own attitude; once people see that Brother Hao has sent these two people out, they will surely do their utmost.

Sometimes, employing people is just like waging war; there's a lot to learn in both areas.

Chen Guoqiang and Yang Chengrong accepted the order and left, while Lin Zehao returned to the banquet, where everything was peaceful.

Twenty minutes later, Chen Guoqiang and Yang Chengrong each led two hundred battle-hardened soldiers to begin eliminating the threat.

It is well known that there are disagreements and differing opinions within the British Empire regarding the matter of abandoning Hong Kong.

Although forced to return the items due to various reasons, the hardliners were clearly unwilling to accept it.

First, they used various means to disrupt social harmony in Hong Kong, including but not limited to using local associations, businesses, and ignorant citizens to amass wealth and incite unrest.

Seeing that these methods were not very effective, these people simply decided to take a gamble and give up entirely.

Isn't tonight the focus of everyone's attention and the center of global attention?

Those foreigners just had to stir up trouble at this crucial moment, making it an international laughing stock and a permanent source of amusement for the whole world!
At times like these, even the smallest flaws will be magnified, and after some deliberate embellishment, the result is predictable!

If these foreigners succeed, then China will be nailed to the pillar of shame from now on, and further setbacks are inevitable!
Considering all these consequences, the mainland had no choice but to seek help from Lin Zehao.

After all, in a situation like this, only he has the ability to solve it.

If we wait until the mainland sends people over, it will be too late.

At the Hong Kong Convention and Exhibition Centre, amidst joyous celebrations and the enduring friendship between the two countries, a scene of peace and prosperity unfolds.

On Chen Guoqiang and Yang Chengrong's side, it was all blood!
"Charge for the British Empire!"

The carefully selected suicide soldiers, upon realizing they were surrounded, not only refused to surrender but were further fueled by their will to die, charging forward with unparalleled ferocity to fight the Heji elites to the death!
Chirp! Chirp! Chirp! Chirp! Chirp! Chirp!
Submachine guns equipped with silencers, like the scythe of death, mercilessly reaped the lives of these invaders without the slightest hesitation. For the elite of Heji, national sentiment was irrelevant; anyone an enemy of Brother Hao deserved to die!
With just a word, Brother Hao would do anything, even go through fire and water for them!

The British, already caught off guard by the sudden attack, were in a desperate struggle against the fully armed and well-prepared Hutchison Whampoa elite troops.

Even if it erupts out of fearlessness in the face of death, it is only the last gasp of a spent force.

Just as the cleaning work was proceeding in an orderly manner, Lin Zehao of the Hong Kong Convention and Exhibition Centre also received an uninvited guest.

"Mr. Lin, you seem to be in high spirits. I wonder what you've thought of our proposal from a while ago?"

“Our British Empire has always been magnanimous. If you make the right choice now, it’s not too late. We can let bygones be bygones.”

Abigail Hebrew spoke with smug satisfaction, making no attempt to conceal his petty, triumphant mood.

Even though he was wearing a suit, it couldn't hide his hypocritical and depraved nature.

As early as two years ago, the hardliners of the British Empire began to court Lin Zehao.

After all, in the city of Hong Kong, Lin Zehao's will is supreme.

No matter what he wants to do or what business to discuss, if he explicitly opposes it, the matter will not come to fruition.

If they want to cause trouble, they can't succeed without dealing with Lin Zehao.

Next, they not only made various promises, but also provided a lot of tangible benefits.

But how did Lin Zehao do it?

He accepted all the benefits, but resolutely refused any attempts to win him over.

As time went on, they had no choice but to give up. Although they were so dissatisfied that they cursed Lin Zehao's ancestors for eighteen generations, they dared not take any real action on the surface.

To this day, two hundred of the most elite special forces soldiers have been sent from the London direction!
They can finally hold their heads high and wipe away their shame!

"Let bygones be bygones? With your abilities?"

"A bunch of barbarians, how dare they spout such nonsense in front of me?"

Lin Zehao's words were a slap in the face, like slapping the left cheek and then the right cheek, before finally throwing him on the ground and stomping on him a few times!
Generally speaking, in such semi-public settings, people tend to speak more tactfully, and even if the two sides disagree, they will try to save face for each other.

There are almost no people like Lin Zehao who are so straightforward and whose words always hit the nail on the head.

"You...you...you think the sword of the British Empire is ineffective?"

As the ambassador of the British Empire, Abigail Hebrew had never been treated with such humiliation. He was immediately enraged, his face turned red, and he trembled all over as he retorted sharply!

Such a commotion naturally attracted the attention of those around.

Immediately, Lin Zehao and Abigail Hebrew became the focus of attention on the field.

"My sword is not bad at all!"

Lin Zehao's answer immediately drew cheers from those around him!
"it is good!"

"Well done!"

"Lin Sheng, don't embarrass yourself!"

No matter how much infighting they engage in, when facing a foreign race, they always point their guns outwards in unison. This is an ancient tradition that has been ingrained in their very being for thousands of years.

It seems that only a mysterious bald man could utter the words "to repel external aggression, one must first pacify internal strife."

"you!"

"Humph!"

"Lin Zehao, don't be too happy yet. Many things won't go as you expect!"

"Being smug now will only lead to future repercussions!"

Abigail Hebrew thought of the two hundred elite troops and regained his confidence.

They all knew in their hearts that these two hundred people could not change the general trend, much less the final outcome, but they could certainly cause trouble and annoy people.

If successful, Lin Zehao will inevitably have to take the blame.

After all, that's how it works within the system—they just put labels on people layer by layer.

Unfortunately, he didn't understand that Lin Zehao was never anyone's subordinate; at most, their relationship was just a partnership.

"You're after your two hundred men, aren't you?"

"Don't worry, you'll see them after the banquet."

Lin Zehao smiled meaningfully, then turned and left.

At the same time, he instructed Amai beside him: "Keep a close eye on him. After the banquet, send them off to reunite."

Amai nodded and quietly made the arrangements.

What the entire nation couldn't accomplish, to rely on two hundred people is nothing short of a pipe dream.

Everything proceeded as planned. At 23:56 PM, the flag bearers from both sides entered the venue, and the flag-lowering and flag-raising ceremony, symbolizing the handover of Hong Kong's sovereignty between the two governments, began.

All the Chinese and foreign guests attending the ceremony stood up, their expressions solemn, each with their own thoughts.

In an instant, all eyes were drawn to the flagpoles standing on the east and west sides of the main stage.

At 23:59 PM, the national flag and the Hong Kong flag were slowly lowered to the strains of the national anthem.

As the Union Jack was slowly lowered, it signaled the complete end of the century-long colonial rule of the British Empire in Hong Kong.

"They lowered the flag twelve seconds early! These foreigners are so despicable!"

At this moment, those who knew the inside story were all sweating bullets.

These foreigners are using these petty tricks to disgust people and embarrass them in front of the whole world!
Upon realizing this, everyone's faces turned extremely grim, and the atmosphere instantly froze to freezing point!

Those who saw this on television also prayed silently in their hearts.

"Ha, even now they're still resorting to these petty tricks, which shows how narrow-minded and insignificant they are."

Lin Zehao remained completely calm. The outcome was already decided; even if this tactic succeeded, so what?

Moreover, he had confidence in the abilities of his own flag bearer.

Being selected to participate in such an event is no exaggeration; it's one in ten thousand, or even one in a hundred thousand!

As expected, the flag bearer's decisive response allowed his team to successfully hold the point, thus averting the crisis without serious harm.

Lin Zehao looked solemn as he watched the national flag rise.

Since he came into this world, he has changed many things and the fate of many people.

The butterfly's wings flutter, and past memories are no longer recognizable.

What the future holds remains to be seen.

What is certain is that Lin Zehao has already acquired the ability to protect himself, and may even be able to create more possibilities.

"Thinking back to those days, we were armed with swords and spears, and we were as fierce as tigers swallowing thousands of miles."

"The future, here I come!"

(End of this chapter)