Entertainment: 1990

Chapter 307: You must be feeling inferior, right?

There was an uproar ahead.

Chen Hong, Gong Li, and Wang Fei all went around to the front, only to discover that Zhang Yan had carved the five-star red flag on the table.

Chen Hong wasn't deeply moved yet; she just thought her husband's entrance was incredibly handsome.

The shock that Gong Li and Wang Fei, who had been living in Hong Kong for several years, experienced was unimaginable to Chen Hong.

Even as 97 approached, they dared not bring up the topic of reunification on the island. Who would have thought that someone would dare to appear with the red flag?
Perhaps stunned by Zhang Yan's preemptive statement, a female reporter didn't step forward for quite a while after Zhang Yan announced the start of the press conference.

Speaking in broken Mandarin, he questioned, "Mr. Zhang, what do you mean by creating this pattern? It's not even 97 yet, and this is British territory!"

This remark drew loud agreement from many people, and several hot-tempered colonists even started shouting for Zhang Yan to get out of Hong Kong.

Zhang Yan laughed heartily and pointed to the table, saying, "I didn't splash this red paint. You've all been watching for so long and no one seems to have objected. Since everyone is so devoted to the motherland, I can only go along with it and satisfy you."

Unsurprisingly, these words caused another uproar. If it weren't for the dozen or so 'guards' around Zhang Yan and the steel knife stuck in front of him, some of the yellow-skinned, white-hearted 'colonizers' might have rushed up and ganged up on Zhang Yan.

in the crowd.

Seeing this, Wu Junru, who was wearing wide-rimmed sunglasses, couldn't help but whisper to Mei Yanfang and Zhang Guorong, "This guy is really audacious. I feel like he came here on purpose to provoke us."

Just as Mui Yin-fong was about to nod, Zhao Wen-zhuo retorted, "If we're talking about provocation, it was the Hong Kongers who broke into the guest room to take photos who provoked us first!"

Mei Yanfang frowned slightly, while Wu Junru chuckled and whispered in her ear, "This one seems even wilder than Lin Guobin. If you're worried about not being able to train him, you can give him to me."

"Fuck you~"

Anita Mui gave Sandra Ng a push, but she wasn't really angry. After all, they were used to making jokes about the mainland, even in front of Gong Li and Faye Wong.

At this moment, Zhang Yan gestured with his hands to signal everyone to lower their voices, and then raised three fingers and said, "Before you ask any questions, I would like to say three things first—first, although I, Zhang, am not particularly rich, I am probably richer than most of you here."

These words stunned the crowd, and the protests and curses subsided.

No one understood what Zhang Yan meant by suddenly saying this.

"How much wealth do you have?!"

In the chaos, someone shouted a question.

"I'm not at liberty to disclose the exact amount."

Zhang Yan spread his hands and said, "However, my wholly-owned company paid more than 2000 million yuan in taxes last year. I have six houses in Beijing, a small Western-style house from the Republic of China era in Tianjin, and an independent office building."

Furthermore, I want to solemnly refute the rumors that mainland media said I bought a princely mansion next to the Forbidden City—this is completely false. Parking is inconvenient in front of that courtyard, making it too inconvenient to come and go. Therefore, I bought another mansion with a plaza in front of it.

"Well, excluding office buildings, all the residential buildings combined should be around 23,000 square meters."

At this point, he suddenly stopped, bowed slightly, and said, "I'm sorry, I forgot to follow local customs. Things here are usually shorter and more delicate, so it should be 230,000 feet."

When these family assets were revealed, many people below had somewhat distorted expressions, after all, a thousand-square-foot mansion is a perpetual source of pain for the people of Hong Kong Island.

However, someone quickly shouted, "What's there to be proud of? Houses in the mainland aren't worth much!"

"Hahaha……"

Zhang Yan laughed heartily, gave a thumbs up, and said, "Yes, yes, you're right. Hong Kong is still the best. You can buy a pigeon coop for a few hundred thousand dollars, and the whole family can sleep in bunk beds. Thinking of the great kindness of the British, we are immediately moved to tears..."

"Mr. Zhang!"

Upon hearing this, Inspector Wong immediately warned, "Watch your words!"

"understand."

Zhang Yan shrugged and then addressed the islanders who had broken through the defenses around him: "The second thing is that I greatly admire the dedication of Hong Kong civil servants to their duties. This loyalty must be passed down and carried forward!"

The islanders, who were already on edge because of the pigeon coop, were even more confused when they heard this.

If someone else said that, everyone would assume it was the island's proud government system that had once again impressed the country bumpkins from the mainland. But Zhang Yan's previous performance made it impossible for anyone to think of it that way.

So someone immediately followed up with, "How do you plan to maintain this? Are you going to give up on '97?!"

"of course not."

Zhang Yan said with emotion, "What I admire is their loyalty. So when I return to the mainland, I will do everything I can to advise the higher authorities to require that after 97, all public officials on the island must solemnly swear allegiance to the national flag and emblem. Only in this way can loyalty be continued..."

Before he could finish speaking, people in the audience began to protest loudly and even curse, with countless people mentioning things like "one" and "two".

Some people even took off their shoes and smashed them hard against Zhang Yan's face.

Seeing Zhang Yan easily dodge the attack, Mei Yanfang couldn't help but say to Wu Junru and the others, "Zhang Sheng is too audacious. He even dares to break the deal on 'one tael'. Isn't he afraid of being punished when he gets back?"

Zhang Guorong and Wu Junru were also somewhat surprised. This was something that mainland officials would always make a big deal out of every time they came to visit. How could Zhang Yan dare to deny it so easily?!

“Wait, wait!”

Zhang Yan loudly suppressed the commotion below the stage and asked in bewilderment, "Who told you that this violates the 'one or two' rule? This is clearly what Americans do! Isn't it just that you want to learn from Western society? How can you not acknowledge the actions of the leading American?"

If you don't believe me, ask anyone you know who is familiar with the United States. Do you need to pledge allegiance to the Bible to become a U.S. citizen?

Upon hearing this, the crowd exchanged bewildered glances, and soon someone stepped forward and said, "That's true in the United States, but the mainland isn't the United States..."

Zhang Yan laughed and said, "That's right, so it has nothing to do with 'one or two'. It's just what you should have. However, because the mainland is open and inclusive, unlike the United States which is so XX, we only require civil servants to be loyal to the country."

Although Zhang Yan's claims have been verified, many people are still protesting and cursing with various illogical slogans.

The expressions on the faces of the police officers around Zhang Yan also changed.

Zhang Yan completely dismissed this. After they vented for a while, he brought up the last thing: "The third thing is simpler. I don't understand Cantonese in Hong Kong, so if you want to ask a question, you have to speak Mandarin."

Few people would disagree with this, since many mainlanders do this – however, teams from the mainland usually bring a translator to ensure smooth communication.

But Zhang Yan was clearly going to the meeting alone...

So no one bothered with this point. A male reporter in the front row stood up and asked loudly, "Mr. Zhang, what do you think of your semi-nude photos being circulated everywhere and the nickname 'Big Guy' you've been given?"

Finally got to the point.

A burst of laughter erupted from all around, accompanied by a lot of vulgar and sarcastic remarks.

"no way."

Zhang Yan shrugged and said, "Although I utterly despise this practice of peeping into other people's privacy, I cannot stop everyone from pursuing beautiful things."

If this causes any people to feel inferior, then I can only apologize, and please report those who took the photos without permission.

Upon hearing this, the surrounding area erupted in another uproar.

Immediately, someone jumped out and loudly accused, "What do you mean? Are you mocking us Hong Kong men?!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Yan immediately bowed slightly to the other party, said "I'm sorry," and then put on a pitying expression.

This is clearly a mockery of the other party's short and stocky appearance.

"you!"

The man was so angry he felt like his lungs were about to explode. He pushed through the crowd and was about to challenge Zhang Yan to a fight.

However, before he could even squeeze his way forward, he was stopped by several people and dragged away to some unknown place.

Clearly, besides those who want to undermine us, there are also those who want to surrender.

(End of this chapter)