Chapter 841: banner

Looking condescendingly at all the sentient beings, Wu Qihan was a little absent, and the previous lofty aspirations did not feel surging in his heart at all. \\\\　\\ Instead, more and more is a kind of anxiety. He felt like he had done this wrong. After hesitating, he walked back to the boss chair and sat down, trying to lean back comfortably, then picked up the phone, and after thinking about it, he dialed a call, and then heard the voice coming from there.
"Boss, it's me, Hanxian!"
"What happened to that matter?" Wu Qihan asked with a frown. He felt that Ying Hanxian's voice was a bit wrong, and something was always wrong, but he couldn't tell. He hesitated, "Try to be more beautiful. If you think it is impossible for the other party to compromise, then don’t move for the time being. We will find a way later. In short, I have his handle in our hands. We will always have a useful day. I'll be more cautious!"
"Yes, boss!" Ying Hanxian said, "Mr. Zhen wants to have an interview with you. He basically accepted our terms, but he needs to see you. This is his terms of exchange. I think... We don’t have to push him too hard. My opinion is... if you can see it, you can see it, and it won’t hurt you anyway!"
"I see. Bring him over tomorrow. I still have business today!" Wu Qihan put down the phone as he said. After putting down the phone, his heart settled a little bit. It seems that Zhen Fan has accepted his terms. Ying Hanxian's grip on him has already worked. When he thought of this, a smile hung over his mouth.
In the coffee shop, Ying Hanxian put down the phone. Somewhat sluggishly he said to Zhen Fan: "Mr. Zhen, he promised to meet. It's about tomorrow, and we can see him tomorrow. It's okay now. I have deleted all the photos, including the ones in cyberspace. Make sure that one is not left!"
"Write a clarification and apology report and post it on the Internet and in the newspapers. I will wait until I meet Wu Qihan tomorrow!" Zhen Fan said, patted him on the shoulder, then turned and left.
"Yes, Mr. Zhen, I will definitely do what you said!" Ying Hanxian nodded. Then he watched Zhen Fan leave until he could no longer see Zhen Fan's shadow, and then he waved to settle the bill. Then he left the coffee shop. All this is just another Taoist technique used by Zhen Fan, which can control people's minds, just like Mirk used jade to control the thoughts of those lawmakers. However, the influence of jade is relatively weak, and the control time is not long. But Zhen Fan shot it himself. Can control people's thoughts for three days. Let him do what he will do.
Therefore, Zhen Fan has never been worried about how this incident will affect him. Even if he posts the photo, he can resolve all misunderstandings as long as he draws the mouth of the instigator of Ying Hanxian. Of course, the photo does not. Sending out is the best. Try to minimize the impact.
Zhen Fan has nothing to do alone, because he has to wait until tomorrow to see Wu Qihan. So he still intends to take a walk in Hong Kong, even though Hong Kong is still thinking about the colonial era's sentiment spreading faster. Especially among the young local students, he still wants to take a walk in Hong Kong. Take a look, he doesn't come to Hong Kong much.
On the subway, Zhen Fan also saw the people coming and going. Most of them were local passengers in Hong Kong, and there were also tourists from the mainland who were dragging their families. However, we could see the subtle attitude of Hong Kong people towards mainlanders. Said that no one has come out to find faults, but their vision always has some advantages, and tourists from the mainland are a little impatient.
In this situation, Zhen Fan could only laugh helplessly, he could not change anything, and he could not do anything. This is the difference between the concepts of the people on both sides, so he will not worry about it at all. There are relatively few people on the Central Plaza. Because of the Occupy Central incident, many tourists don't like to come here. Basically, there are local people who don't want to come from here. The main reason is that although the Occupy Central is over, there are still small-scale demonstrations here, and there are also some hostile behaviors against mainland tourists.
When Zhen Fan came here, there were also two parade teams moving around. Although the two groups did not interfere with each other, the smell of confrontation was obvious. The street on the left firmly supports the Hong Kong government, while the one on the right is the staunch Hong Kong independent faction. Their numbers are obviously dominant, so they constantly make small moves to provoke the gang on the left.
There are very few tourists here, and occasionally people who are suspected of mainland tourists pass by, they will come together, one is to scold and the other is to maintain, and then the people on both sides began to fight. Those inland tourists often flee in panic, causing the independents to laugh.
Zhen Fan didn't have anyone to harass him, because he didn't look like a mainlander. He wandered here alone, and he was dressed with good taste, so he could easily be mistaken for a Hong Konger. At this time, the pro-independence people were unwilling to be lonely. Someone came out and brought a banner of the British Hong Kong era, and gave Zhen Fan the fortress.
Unexpectedly, someone gave him this thing. Zhen Fan was taken aback for a while and took the flag, then walked to the trash can next to him without a sound, crumpled the flag into a ball, and threw it into the trash can. Turn around and leave. He doesn't want to stay in this atmosphere anymore!
He wanted to leave, but the pro-independence man disagreed. He grabbed Zhen Fan's sleeve and said, "Give me back what I gave you. Don't forget it, and you can't throw it in the trash can!" He said this sentence in Cantonese, and Zhen Fan couldn't understand it at all, so he didn't want to pay any attention to him, and kept moving forward!
I don't know that this guy is just pulling Zhen Fan and not letting go, saying something in a mess. So Zhen Fan couldn't help it, looked at him and said, "I don't understand what you are saying, but I don't feel comfortable with that banner, so I throw it away. If you want to go back, go to the trash can by yourself. Pick it up!"
The man got excited when he heard it, and grabbed Zhen Fan's shirt tighter, and yelled at Zhen Fan. This time he was using crappy Mandarin, and Zhen Fan could barely understand: "It turned out to be a dying mainland boy, no, you can pick it up for me... Hong Kong is not a place where things are littered, without quality and education! Come and come... I took a photo, the mainland boy littered, and the photo was exposed. The inferior actions of the dead mainland boy..."
As soon as I heard this, a group of independent people immediately gathered around Zhen Fan, who were all rushing to accuse Zhen Fan in substandard Mandarin.
Others took out their cell phones to report to the police. At this time, people from the other faction also came to support Zhen Fan, but their number was relatively small, so their speech was not as powerful as theirs, and they were soon suppressed. When I was talking, I heard the sound of police sirens soon, and a police car drove over.
A police officer got out of the car, and three people separated the crowd. Someone pointed to Zhen Fan and said: "The mainland Chinese don't admit their mistakes for littering. They should be punished!"
"What do you say?" A policeman asked Zhen Fan in Mandarin when he heard that he was from the interior.
"The fact is that this man wanted to give me a colonial flag from the British Hong Kong era and forced it into my hand, but I threw this flag into the trash can, so he had to say that I littered." Zhen Fan laughed. He smiled and said, "Yes, I did throw rubbish, because that flag is really rubbish. They also admitted just now that they said I was throwing rubbish! If you don’t believe me, you can open this trash can and take a look. ."
The people who helped Hong Kong independence listened to it and understood that this time I was afraid that there was no benefit. Obviously, the guy from Ra Zhenfan didn’t explain the matter clearly, so that someone hurriedly called the police. The final result Certainly not to please, someone slipped away quietly. The person who was pulling Zhen Fan wanted to slip away, but he couldn't take any steps. The whole step seemed to have taken root. But he was still very arrogant and yelled there: "That flag belongs to me. If he threw my things, he should lose me money! I will sue him!"
Zhen Fan walked up to him and sneered: "You see clearly who I am. I am a famous person. Being accused by a rogue like you for no reason is a great damage to my reputation, so... Mr. Officer. , I want to formally sue him. I will let my lawyer come over and let him compensate for my mental losses!"
"Is a celebrity great?" The man started to play a rogue. "Can a celebrity collude with the police for lawlessness? This is a democratic society, not the mainland. What do you want?" He yelled, his eyes secretly staring at the surroundings. Try to take the opportunity to slip away.
"Really want to sue him?" the policeman asked Zhen Fan.
"Yes, I will notify my lawyer to deal with this matter, and... I hope you can ask ~ EbookFREE.me~ what is their purpose for framing me like this." Zhen Fan sees Looking at the police officer, he looked at the guy again and said, "You must have some purpose, right?"
"Yes, I have a purpose!" The man suddenly laughed, seemingly with a smirk, and danced. "I just want to let the people in Hong Kong see the quality of the mainland people. Even if he is a celebrity, he is the same. They are not worthy of being compared with us Hong Kong people. They are a group of inferior people with abomination."
The two police officers also heard toothache, why is this guy so arrogant? According to this statement, he has already involved the degree of racial discrimination. If this is the case, then it is not a matter of a little punishment. This will involve the most disgraceful aspect of Hong Kong's democratic politics.
The police officers did not dare to neglect, so they brought Zhen Fan and the guy into the police station. When I arrived at the police station, I didn't expect this guy to say that. But this time it was a full video recording, recording all this person's words. This is evidence in favor of Zhen Fan and a fatal blow to the independence faction.
"This is a fascist thinking, what do they want to do? Racial discrimination, don't they know how serious this crime is? This is the so-called independent practice?" Zhen Fan looked at the police and laughed, "I hope There is a satisfactory result!" (To be continued...) u