Mixed in 1980

Chapter 315 The Englishman's Goal
British investment in Hong Kong peaked after 95, with direct British investment in Hong Kong reaching £900 billion in that year alone.

The British certainly didn't want to build up Hong Kong.

As early as 84-85, British capital began to withdraw, selling off all the companies that were vital to people's livelihoods. This is how Chen Fan acquired his company.

The funds that came in in 1995 had only one purpose: to drive up the Hong Kong property market again, and then sell all the houses and land to cash out and leave the market.

In 1995, the price of a house in Hong Kong was around HK$6000 per square foot. With the influx of British capital, the price rose to over HK$10000 per square foot in 1996.

The slogan at the time was that no matter how high the housing prices were, the mainland would take over.

Then the British capital cashed out and left, taking away a large amount of funds and making a fortune. Then the financial crisis hit, and Hong Kong's property market collapsed again, plummeting by 70%.

The loss of Hong Kong was truly tragic and heartbreaking!

Sun Shaojie didn't understand any of this, and just laughed and cried at the same time: "You shouldn't be in business, you should be a bandit. You've really mastered the art of extortion."

"But it's exciting, isn't it?" Chen Fan teased.

How many people throughout history have managed to extort a country? He's already extorted the British once, so he can do it a second time.

Sun Shaojie touched his nose: "It's no wonder the British are so unlucky to run into you. I'll pass on a message to you later. It shouldn't be a big problem; it'll be good for everyone."

Worried that his superiors might be too embarrassed to do this, Chen Fan added, "Giving you a piece of intelligence for free is also a major reason why the British are targeting me."

For more than twenty days, Chen Fan had been pondering this matter.

The British are targeting me for no reason; they certainly didn't just want to annoy me. Nobody would be that bored.

It wasn't until two days ago that Chen Fan remembered that the British were carrying out a secret project in Hong Kong called "BNSS," which could be translated as the Global Partnership Project.

Britain has long used a combination of enticement, threats, and bribery to give 5 Hong Kong elites a password: as long as they use the password at the British Embassy, ​​they can obtain British citizenship passports.

5 elites, plus their families, totaling over 20!

If these people stay in Hong Kong, they can become inside agents for British influence in Hong Kong; if they choose to leave, the brain drain in Hong Kong will also have a serious impact.

Chen Fan being targeted is very likely part of this.

After briefly explaining the British “BNSS” plan, Sun Shaojie’s expression turned extremely ugly: “Those damn British, they really didn’t have good intentions.”

"I'll leave Haoran at your place for now, I'll go back and report!"

After saying that, he turned and left. Chen Fan was stunned for a moment. He wanted to stop him, but it was too late. He couldn't help but curse, "If you're going to leave, take Liu Jin and a half with you!"

"Don't talk nonsense. If Haoran hears this, he'll think we don't welcome him."

Chen Musheng glared at his son. The child was very well-mannered, sensible, and polite. He liked him quite a bit.

Chen Fan pursed his lips, not daring to argue.

He just muttered to himself, "Wait until your little girl gets targeted, then we'll see if you're worried."

Just then, Chen Yi came out of the house.

Looking somewhat dazed, she moved a stool over and sat down next to Chen Fan, linking her arm with her brother's and leaning her head on his shoulder.

Chen Fan asked curiously, this girl was quite mischievous: "What's wrong? You look like you've been hit by frost."

Chen Yi pursed her lips slightly: "Next semester we'll be seniors in high school. Just yesterday everyone was talking about what major to study in college."

"and then?"

“My mom, my sister, and my sister-in-law all want me to study business.”

What are your own thoughts?

"I do not know."

"If you don't know, just think about it slowly. There's still more than a year until the college entrance exam, so you have plenty of time. But remember, the most important thing is to choose a major that you like."

Ruffled his sister's hair and said with a smile, "Just like your sister Xiaoyu, doing what you love is the most important thing."

"Okay, thanks, bro!"

"Go to the west courtyard and look after your nephews and nieces."

After sending the little girl away, Chen Fan frowned slightly. He didn't have any good ideas for Chen Yi's future arrangements for the time being.

In my past life, I considered myself to have achieved some success.

My younger sister is just an ordinary person. She went to a junior college and didn't have many good options. Later, she started a small business and her life is pretty good.

But she herself doesn't really know what she wants to do or what she likes to do.

Back then, everyone was in the same boat, with few choices. We just took things one step at a time, and it was already quite an achievement to make a living.

Now, however, there is a choice.

Under Zeng Tuqiang's guidance, Chen Yi's grades improved rapidly, allowing her to choose her favorite university and major, and to choose the life she wanted in the future.

Just like Guan Xiaoyu, he worked at the foundation with flexible work hours, and spent his free time wandering around with his camera and video camera. Over the years, he traveled to many famous mountains and rivers.

That's good!

For most people, they are actually no different from animals. Don't boast about your genius or that your talents are useful; they are really useless.

It's highly unlikely that Heaven will bestow great responsibilities upon ordinary people or common men.

God has an IQ of 3600 and the ability to see the heavens. We mere mortals can't even see through the housing market. If we were given any great mission, the sky would collapse.

Most people survive simply because their parents had marital relations. If you have to ask what the meaning of life is, it's really the same as animals: to live as long and as comfortably as possible.

In fact, our bodies have already given us the answer: laziness is to reduce the burden on the heart, oversleeping is to increase our immune cells, playing is to obtain dopamine, and even lust and making small mistakes occasionally are all to stimulate the cerebral cortex.

This is the meaning of life.

Including Chen Yi, Xiao Xi, and his own children, Chen Fan does not require them to do anything or take over the business when they grow up.

Just let them do what they like.

If no one is willing to take over, Chen Fan doesn't care. He can simply set up a family foundation so that they will never lack money for the rest of their lives.

In this respect, Ms. Zhao is the most open-minded. Starting a business or making a lot of money are all empty talk. Taking it easy and enjoying life are the most important things.

Back home, he comfortably lay down on the sofa, pulled Xu Jinqiu over, and used her thigh as a pillow, while telling his older sister that the family was being targeted and that they were going to short the British pound.

With her large pregnant belly, Zeng Ali flashed a hint of anger in her eyes. She immediately picked up the phone and called Zeng Ajing, yelling that she wanted to mortgage Lululemon for pounds.

"You're pregnant, be careful not to scare the baby."

Chen Fan walked in, helped Zeng Ali sit down, and put his hand on her stomach: "It's a good thing for our family too. Taking a cut from England is a big income."

Zeng Ali leaned slightly against her husband's chest, gritting her teeth: "With the British devils spreading this propaganda, our family will face much greater risks when we go to Hong Kong in the future."

"We must do something drastic to drive down the pound's exchange rate, let the British know the pain, and re-establish our authority in Hong Kong to deter some people from having such thoughts."

"Don't worry, I guarantee that three generations of British people will remember a man named Chen Fan who stabbed them in the back," Chen Fan said sarcastically.

"Are there enough funds?" Zeng Ali asked again.

"That's enough. I've mortgaged all my assets in Hong Kong and the deposits in my accounts, and with the help of several other companies, that's enough to give the British a run for their money."

Gently stroking his wife's large belly, Chen Fan comforted her, "You're about to give birth, so don't worry about it. I'll handle it."

Zeng Ali hummed in agreement, glancing at Miss Zhao: "Sit still. You're so lazy, aren't you afraid of corrupting the child? Be careful that Yan Yin doesn't become as lazy as you."

"..." Miss Zhao rolled her eyes.

She sat up sullenly, muttering, "I'll let you off the hook this time because you're pregnant, otherwise I'd scratch you."

Seeing Zeng Ali glare at him, he quickly stood up and said, "I'm going to chat with Mom. I don't like hanging out with you guys. You're so fierce."

After saying that, he quickly left!
Zeng Ali chuckled: "Get lost! While you were gone, Mom kept nagging you. Of the three of us, Mom spoils you the most."

"That's because I'm so popular!" Miss Zhao muttered to herself as she walked. She went out and asked Xie Xiaofang, only to find out that her mother-in-law had gone to the neighbor's yard.

It's a good time to go back to my parents' home!
"Yan Yin is just like her."

Xu Jinqiu shook her head and stretched: "There's something else. Those two big courtyards over there had a big argument before, it was really bad."

“The neighborhood committee and the police station have gone to mediate, but it hasn’t stopped. There’s been a lot of trouble these past few days, and there’s a show to watch every day.”

"With the coordination of the subdistrict office, the residents of one of the large courtyards have compromised and agreed to move into apartment buildings according to the previous conditions."

“The director of the subdistrict office came over a couple of days ago and asked if we were still going to accept them. I didn’t give a direct answer and said I’d wait until you came back to discuss it.”

Upon hearing this, Chen Fan sat up straight and pondered for a moment: "What about the other courtyard?"

Xu Jinqiu pouted: "The conditions are very high!"

Chen Fan thought for a while: "Logically speaking, the neighborhood committee has helped us a lot. Now that they've come to us, we should buy it. It's a way of giving them face."

"But it's not good if there's no one in the alley."

"It's just a few families here, all empty. If you pass by here at night, people who don't know better might think you're passing through a ghost town."

"It's not good for children to be too isolated from others."

"Let's forget about it. Let's keep those two large courtyards. The elders can still find people to chat with when they go out, and the children can also frequently interact with outsiders."

"As for the neighborhood committee? We have to repay the favors we owe them eventually. We'll donate some money to them later. We're staying here, and we'll be troubling them in the end."

Just as Xu Jinqiu was about to agree, Zeng Ali spoke up first: "I think we can buy it."

Chen Fan frowned slightly: "Even if we buy it, there will still be a large tenement. It's better to keep one more, so that in the future, there won't be another family and another large tenement in the alley besides ours."

Xu Jinqiu smiled and teased, "Just like the Three Kingdoms period, it might end up like Wu, Shu, and Wei, where they are constantly at odds and cause some trouble."

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