boyutpedia Chapter 180 Any place you fancy is yours!
Chapter 180 Any place you fancy is yours!
Chapter 180 Any place you fancy is yours!
Upon hearing this, Zhen Sanhuan quickly waved his hand, his smile widening, but his tone becoming even more humble: "Not at all! It is my honor to have the opportunity to express my feelings to Your Excellency!"
"These things are truly put to good use in your possession, sir. But in my humble hands, they are simply a waste of their precious resources! I would be perfectly content if you would not find them worthwhile!"
He addressed him as "Sir" repeatedly, his attitude was extremely warm and respectful, and he tried desperately to get close to him.
Chen Wen knew this person's background and intentions perfectly well.
Good people naturally have good uses, but sometimes, a capable bad person can be more useful than a good person if used properly.
At this time.
Zhen Sanhuan's eyes darted around, and he suddenly switched to a voice with a distinct Shandong accent, remarking, "Speaking of which, your accent, Sir, seems to have a touch of northern flavor? May I ask where you are from—?"
Chen Wen chuckled inwardly; he had long known that Zhen Sanhuan was a true local.
He speaks fluent Cantonese, but at this moment he deliberately switched to a stiff Shandong accent, his intention was all too clear.
He had obviously inquired about some vague rumors about his origins and wanted to establish a connection as a fellow townsman.
He feigned surprise, looking at Zhen Sanhuan: "Oh? Town magistrate recognized me? That's right, I am indeed from the land of Qi and Lu. What, Town magistrate, you are also—"
Zhen Sanhuan's face immediately lit up with great joy, and he said excitedly, "Oh dear! It's like the flood washed away the Dragon King Temple! My hometown is also Dengzhou Prefecture! In the early years, the United States recruited people from Weihaiwei to come south. Life was hard for my family, so my father brought our branch of the family to Hong Kong to make a living."
"Decades have passed in the blink of an eye, and I've almost forgotten my native accent. Hearing your accent today, Sir, is truly—truly heartwarming!"
As he spoke, his eyes reddened slightly, as if glistening with tears, revealing his deep and sincere emotions.
Ma Rulong, standing nearby, watched Zhen Sanhuan's excited expression.
Thinking of the gossip circulating privately within the police force about this Brother Huan, who was ruthless but incompetent.
Unable to hold back, he chuckled softly.
Zhen Sanhuan frowned, looked at Ma Rulong, and said with a hint of displeasure, "Officer Ma, what are you laughing at?"
Ma Rulong quickly composed himself, stood at attention, and said, "Reporting, sir! This subordinate—this subordinate suddenly remembered something funny that happened in the barracks this morning, and lost his composure for a moment. Please forgive me, sir!"
Chen Wen seemed oblivious to the little incident, only looking at Zhen Sanhuan, he sighed, his tone filled with sympathy and emotion: "So that's how it is. The Weihaiwei incident back then—leaving one's hometown to make a living in a foreign land, especially in foreign territory, it wasn't easy."
"The town's assistant director must have endured a lot of hardship and suffered a lot of injustice to get to his current position."
These words struck a chord with Zhen Sanhuan.
His nose tingled, and tears actually welled up in his eyes!
His voice was choked with emotion: "Your Excellency, please understand! Here, foreigners are in control, and some local forces are xenophobic. It's so difficult—seeing Your Excellency today is like seeing a family member come home!"
He wiped his face vigorously, looking quite touching.
Chen Wen secretly praised him.
What a talent! Truly a talent!
There are indeed quite a few people from Shandong in Hong Kong, especially in the police force. It's impossible for this guy not to see his fellow Shandong natives.
But now he's acting so emotional, with tears streaming down his face.
It's simply a gift!
Chen Wen sighed inwardly and followed suit, adopting a more friendly tone: "I never expected to meet a fellow townsman here on the shores of the South China Sea. It's truly a rare find. Town Assistant, there's no need to be so formal. Since we're from the same hometown, we can keep in touch more often in the future."
"Oh! That's truly my good fortune—no, it's my greatest blessing!"
Zhen Sanhuan immediately seized the opportunity and even changed his form of address. This guy was at least a generation older than Chen Wen, but he called himself "little brother".
He looked like he wanted to give them his whole heart.
The two exchanged words, one deliberately trying to win him over, the other desperately trying to curry favor.
Their conversation grew increasingly warm, and the atmosphere became so harmonious that they were almost ready to become sworn brothers on the spot.
Seeing that the atmosphere was quite right, Zhen Sanhuan rolled his eyes and casually brought it up.
"By the way, Your Excellency, I've heard rumors that you intend to build a large pharmaceutical factory in Hong Kong?"
"Does Your Excellency have a preliminary idea of the location? If there is anything I can do to assist you, please do not hesitate to ask!"
Chen Wen chuckled inwardly, but remained outwardly calm, instead looking at Zhen Sanhuan with a hint of amusement: "Oh? The town's clerk's information network is quite impressive."
Zhen Sanhuan's heart tightened, fearing he might offend Chen Wen, and he quickly smiled ingratiatingly, "Sir, you're joking! You're a first-class guest in Hong Kong now, and the slightest thing you do is known to everyone."
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"My lord, you are a viscount of the empire and a world-renowned physician. It is a blessing for Hong Kong and an honor for all Chinese people that you have chosen to build a factory here!"
He puffed out his chest and began to demonstrate his capabilities: "This humble officer has been in the Hong Kong police force for over a decade. There's no matter how big or small the issues are on the streets of Sheung Wan, Central, and Western Districts that this humble officer can't handle!"
"If an adult's pharmaceutical factory is to be established, there will be issues with site selection, permits, daily security, the transportation and customs clearance of medicinal materials, and even the possibility of some unknown outsiders trying to cause trouble —"
"This humble servant will handle everything perfectly and neatly for you, sir! I will ensure that not a single troublesome matter bothers you!"
"I know that you are of noble status and busy with many affairs. How could I trouble you to personally handle these trivial matters?"
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After listening, Chen Wen did not respond immediately. Instead, he slowly took another sip of tea, seemingly savoring the aroma or perhaps carefully considering his words.
After a moment, he put down his teacup, looked calmly at Zhen Sanhuan, and said in a tone that revealed no emotion: "The establishment of the pharmaceutical factory involves major issues such as permits and land contracts, which will be coordinated by the Hong Kong government."
"However, the specific miscellaneous affairs and personnel interactions on the ground in Hong Kong do indeed need someone who knows the rules and knows how to conduct themselves to manage them."
"The town's police chief has been in the force for many years and is familiar with many people. Does he know of anyone suitable to recommend?"
That's exactly what Zhen Sanhuan was waiting for!
He immediately straightened his back and volunteered without hesitation: "Sir! If you would not mind, I am willing to serve you with utmost loyalty!"
"Sheung Wan, Central, Sai Wan—sir, which area do you fancy? Just name your name!"
"Just give the word, and I'll do it immediately, ensuring everything is arranged perfectly for you!"
Seeing his eager expression, Chen Wen suddenly smiled: "I do have a preliminary idea for a candidate. I heard there's a position available, with convenient transportation, which seems quite suitable. But—it seems someone has already taken it?"
Upon hearing this, Zhen Sanhuan immediately patted his chest, exclaiming with boundless pride, "Sir! In Hong Kong, especially in this Sanhuan area, wherever you set your sights, that place is yours! Just tell me, what place is it? I'll take care of it right away!"
Chen Wen looked into Zhen Sanhuan's eyes and slowly uttered four words: "Paul's Inn".