"Sir."

The Governor's Secretary pushed aside the study.

She saw the Governor holding the bullet, her face blue and purple.

She gave a chuckle in her heart and hurriedly left the study.

"He came to me to demonstrate!"

The Governor clenched the bullet tightly and looked grim, as if the bullet had penetrated his head.

As for whether he will fight or not, it does not depend on him.

...

Mountain top courtyard.

garden.

A nurse is taking "Mr. Feng" to the front courtyard of the garden.

To a certain age.

It depends on raising.

Besides, Mr. Feng is more than seventy years old.

At this time, being sick or not is not the key. The key is to provide a good environment that can "raise" people, raise their bodies, and raise their longevity.

It can be said that material conditions are the key to the length of life.

This is why after entering modern society, there will still be a lifespan difference of about 20 years between the bottom family and the top family without special circumstances.

At this time, Zhuang Shikai led Cai Yuanqi into the gate of the villa, and saw "Mr. Feng" in the front courtyard, and immediately greeted him softly: "Mr. Feng."

"Mr. Feng."

Cai Yuanqi greeted her next to her.

The young and beautiful nurse nurse hurriedly stopped, saluted, and bowed: "Zhuang Sheng."

"Officer Cai."

Mr. Feng smiled kindly: "Officer Zhuang."

Zhuang Shikai nodded, and first cared: "Mr. Feng is in good health recently?"

In this education reform incident, "Mr. Feng" is a great effort. Although it is only a short ten sentences, it is the most important dozen!

Without these dozens of sentences, it won't work no matter how many people are killed, and the political situation will be unstable.

Mr. Feng is a living character.

Some words are only useful if Mr. Feng said it, and someone believes it. If you change to another one, even if Mr. Zhuang plays in person, copying the lines intact, they will not have the same effect!

Because Zhuang Shikai is not a leader in education! Did not pass three bullets in the chest!

Mr. Feng smiled and replied: "I am in good health and I am in a great mood!"

"Can I go home?"

Zhuang Shikai walked forward with a smile, took over the job of a nurse, and pushed Mr. Feng along the bluestone path.

"The motherland still wants people like you to guard it..."

He sighed.

While walking forward, he winked at the side: "I will walk with Mr. Feng."

"Yes, Zhuang Sheng." Cai Yuanqi and the nurse responded.

The two stood there waiting.

Mr. Feng looked at the rockery, water, flowers, plants, and rocks in the front courtyard, and said with a chuckle: "There are talented people coming out of the country from generation to generation, isn't you still there now?"

"You will be next in the future. Only the spirit and civilization are still there, and the nation will have a future."

Zhuang Shikai nodded: "You are right."

"I'll take this one."

"You also pass it very well."

Mr. Feng smiled.

Suddenly, Mr. Feng turned his attention to Feng Shui pattern and courtyard design, and said with a sad smile: "Living in another courtyard these days is like being in Suzhou and Hangzhou. It is so wonderful to make a national style garden. Chuang Sheng, you are the number one on Hong Kong Island. One."

"Not to mention that place in Canada."

"Eh."

"Nothing to compare!" Mr. Feng sighed, patting his knees.

If it weren't for her children to do business abroad, and to take her to a foreign country to take care of her, she would also be closer to her children and be able to enjoy her later life.

Mr. Feng really likes going abroad.

She thinks Hong Kong Island is the best!

No fawning.

There are still some dislikes in the language, and it is obviously also fed up with foreign "cultural differences".

Of course, a wise man will not be biased and narrow, and Mr. Feng still has words in his heart.

Zhuang Shikai nodded and said, "If you like, you can come often. Mr. Huo and Mr. Shao will often come to the other courtyard to make tea and garden."

As for how much the courtyard gardens cost to build and how much it costs to maintain each year, there is no need to say these.

Speaking to her husband, it is inevitable to show off wealth, and the smell of copper is too strong.

Mr. Feng smiled openly: "Haha."

"That's really a big boss."

"Haha." She smiled again: "I almost forgot that Chuang Sheng is also a big boss."

"I wonder what Zhuang Sheng thinks of the dictatorship?"

Zhuang Shikai's expression was taken aback, his movements stopped, and he smiled openly in his heart: "Educators are about to start talking about criticism!"

"Sure enough, this is the literary temperament of an educator."

However, if you want to borrow the character of an educator, you have to bear the character of an educator.

Sir Zhuang is a politician.

Intervention in the education sector is also for political purposes.

But we should listen or listen.

Even if it is to please the elderly.

He humbly leaned over and said: "The juniors are so inexperienced. I don't know. Please enlighten me."

"Don't you know or dare not to say?" Mr. Feng raised his eyes to Zhuang Shikai, his eyes were meaningful, and the words came to an end: "Each system has its own strengths and foundations. It adapts to the national soil and pursues national progress. It is a good system."

"But in education and public opinion, free speech, academic fairness, dare to criticize!"

"These are the foundations of the spirit of education!"

Mr. Feng smiled and said: "I hope that Zhuang Sheng can guarantee that this piece of soil on Hong Kong Island is as firm as I support Zhuang Sheng. It is also a request of mine."

Zhuang Shikai fell silent suddenly.

He thought of Mr. Feng not asking for money, power, or even ties.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Feng would have a request!

A request to the education sector on Hong Kong Island!

I have to say that Mr. Feng really has a broad-mindedness, a broad vision, and a courage to embrace all rivers and rivers.

Not only can we firmly support reforms that are unfavorable to the nation, but we can also accurately see the possible drawbacks and point them out, hoping to make changes.

There is no ism, political stance, and everything in her mind for the sake of the education community on Hong Kong Island. Instead, she has become more objective, sober and wise.

This is different from the perspective of Zhuang Shikai's thinking as a politician.

Zhuang Shikai thought briefly, and replied with a smile: "Okay!"

"At least 50 years guaranteed."

Mr. Feng smiled and said: "It's still the same sentence, one generation does one thing."

"The fifty years that Zhuang Sheng promised..."

"enough!"

Mr. Feng sighed in an old and elegant voice.

And is it possible that what Mr. Feng is worried about will happen? In fact, it is very likely to happen! However, based on the 50-year unchanging treaty in the Sino-British Agreement, Sir Zhuang can guarantee 50 years.

He tried his best.

Mr. Feng is also very satisfied.

Afterwards, Zhuang Shikai visited the garden with Mr. Feng for a while, and the two returned to the room to have a tea and talk. Two hours later, Zhuang Shikai took the initiative to leave, thanked again, and left the mountain top courtyard by car.

He has some routine official duties in the afternoon, and important meetings need to be handled. Although Mr. Feng's flight is only a few hours away, he really can't spare the time.

However, gift giving out is a must! He named Cai Yuanqi and Li Shutang's two deputies to send them in person, and arranged for Long Wu to take people to protect them along the way.

How to take the old man out of the house, how to send the old man home safely! We are a country of etiquette. How can there be any reason for the elderly to throw it away at the end of the house? Do you want to hang around outside?

in the afternoon.

The flight departed.

In the evening.

Zhuang Shikai drove back to Repulse Bay, the villa.

"Daddy."

Zhuang Ziwei was wearing a school uniform and suit and holding a magazine.

Zhuang Shikai glanced at him and said, "Go home?"

Zhuang Ziwei smiled and said, "School is off."

I saw Zhuang Ziwei's immature face and clear eyes.

Although he is very young, he has become a handsome boy, and he inherits the genes of a handsome boy perfectly. Only influenced by Ami, his facial features are more delicate, not enough for Zhuang Shikai's fortitude and decisiveness.

But Sir Zhuang knew that when this little guy was shooting a target, he was fierce!

It may be the genetic inheritance of "Bullet Time"!

That's right, when Ziwei was six years old, Sir Zhuang found that he was frightened, or when he was excited, his heart rate rose extremely fast, and obvious "hallucinations" appeared.

For example, the flies fly very slowly, the text of the book will become bigger, etc...

"Mommy?"

Zhuang Shikai asked his son.

Zhuang Ziwei looked at the kitchen, Nunu said, "I'm making soup for you by myself!"

This little boy was born in a top family on Hong Kong Island, and grew up in the upper class. Although he has not enjoyed the star-bearing moon, he has been able to educate Zhuang sir independently since he was a child, but he has understood the meaning of the word "hands". "Labor" doesn't take it for granted, but knows how to move, even for the servants and aunts.

Good education!

This is the teacher's credit.

Because, Zhuang Ziwei's academic affairs have always been the care of Teacher He.

He called Mr. He his little mother, and Rose called his second mother.

Because of the distance, I am closer to my younger mother, although the second mother also loves her very much...

"Oh."

Zhuang Shikai nodded.

He sat on the sofa and picked up an apple, weighed it, and looked up at his son: "Can you eat?"

Zhuang Ziwei grabbed the magazine and waved his hand: "Don't eat it."

"Then you can cut it." Zhuang Shikai threw the apple out with his hand, not being polite to the twelve-year-old child~lightnovelpub.net~ Zhuang Ziwei quickly moved up to the first two with eyesight, caught the apple, and sat down on the sofa. Picked up the fruit knife and said: "Okay!"

He promised to be very refreshing, and then he held the peel with a water jet and peeled it in circles.

The movements are clean and neat, and the temperament is chic and clean.

Standard wealthy son fan.

One's temperament can't be raised by an ordinary family.

Zhuang Shikai raised Erlang's legs, turned on the TV with the remote control, and looked up to see if there was any news.

Zhuang Ziwei basically didn't need to worry about him.

Not to mention the various servants, the teachers hired, and the care, professors, and uncles of the political and business circles.

It's just the "love" of the three moms.

Sometimes he can't bear it!

What's more, he is still a young man who dared to pee at Huo Da's boss just after the full moon?

The only thing Zhuang Shikai had to worry about was the inheritance of superpowers.

However, that has been resolved.

"Daddy, Apple." Zhuang Ziwei handed the peeled apple to Lao Dou.

Zhuang Shikai took the apple, snapped a bite, and bit out a big piece.

He sat next to the newspaper, and excitedly preached: "Daddy, did you catch those agents? They even dare to kill even the Education Bureau officials! They should all be caught and target!"

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"The students in our class are very supportive of you!"

The group of people in their class.

"Heirs" per capita.

Zhuang Ziwei is one of the best.

Zhuang Shikai glanced at him: "boring!"

"Daddy, Daddy!"

Zhuang Ziwei was a little unhappy.

Zhuang Shikai laughed.

"They don't support and won't tell you!"

"Stupid son."