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Spring orchid, summer bamboo, autumn chrysanthemum, winter plum, and four representative plants in all seasons. They are also the main style of interior decoration of the two private rooms changing every four seasons.

In summer, the style of the two private rooms is summer bamboo.

Guan Fei and his group walked through the reception area outside, lifted up the curtain-like vines, and a two-meter-wide walkway appeared in front of them.

The sidewalk was decorated like a dirt road, and it was indeed covered with a shallow layer of soil, but about one meter in the middle, there were bluestone slabs for people to step on.

These bluestone slabs were deliberately worn and had roughly long strips, but the specifications were not uniform. Each bluestone slab was round and angular, as if it had been weathered for a long time. Some of them had traces of mottled separation. The center of the foot was slightly sunken, as if it was caused by long-term walking.

This bluestone road turns the back part of the wide reception area into two halves. Each box is 49 meters long and 16 meters wide, almost similar to a small courtyard.

The ingenuity of his ingenuity is more than that.

It seems that there is a circle of fences outside each private room, and a circle of flowers is planted behind the fence. The flowers are divided into layers, sparse and dense, and not neat. Behind the flowers is a layer of mirrors. The flowers distributed in multiple layers before are reflected back and forth in the mirror, and they do not look monotonous at all. Instead, they are as straight as real flowers because of the complexity in them.

This mirror is actually not an ordinary mirror. Instead, it is a layer of SLR mirror glass for high-rise buildings that are pasted on the outside of the multi-layer thickened reinforced glass. Through the single-sided glass, you can see the outside without any barrier from the inside, but you cannot see through the inside from the outside.

This is true on all sides of the private room. In addition to the multi-layered sound-insulated reinforced glass, there is a layer of single-sided glass. The difference is that the three sides of the hall are mirror-reflective glass, and the black one-way glass for automobiles facing outwards.

Under the guidance, he walked forward for several meters and came to the quaint bamboo door. He pushed open the fence and took a few more steps. The receptionist found the handle, gently opened the mirror door, stood sideways, and asked Guan Fei and others to go first.

Guan Fei took a few steps ahead and saw a bluestone road in front of him. Outside the bluestone road, there were rolling earth slopes, high and low, like hills.

It is naturally impossible to pile up very high in indoor soil slopes, only a few dozen centimeters, and the highest is only a little higher. However, the terrain changes brought about by ups and downs, coupled with the clever design of the distance and near bamboo forests by the landscape layout personnel, the private room of hundreds of square meters makes people feel like they are in the mountains, forests and wilderness.

Clusters of green bamboo are distributed scattered throughout the period.

With the assistance of biological brain, Guan Fei saw through the thick bamboo joints and mottled bamboo skin at first sight. The big bamboo that reached the top was actually made of cut bamboo tubes, and the bamboo shoots were even more fake. But they were mixed with the thin bamboos surrounding them, like a vibrant bamboo forest.

In order to seek truth, a lot of withered bamboo leaves were sprinkled on the ground. Several ventilation ducts hidden in the darkness were occasionally blowing out subtle winds. The breeze was gentle, bringing a cool feeling. The bamboo leaves swayed in the wind and rustled, making it difficult to tell whether it is true or false.

Of course, this coolness is not the result of blowing the wind. The breeze is just to blow the bamboo leaves, creating a false and real atmosphere, and the main cooling force is to cool down. It is the air conditioner to take charge of it, but the temperature is just right and can be controlled according to the indoor temperature at any time, making people feel a little cool, but not too cold. The person in the middle seems to be in a quiet wilderness bamboo forest.

There are some stump-like seats in the middle of the bamboo forest. These stumps are all real. After being polished and anti-corrosion treatment, the surface is painted with a layer of varnish. You can clearly see the annual rings and you won't feel cold when you sit on it.

As soon as Guan Fei entered, he saw a few people walking towards him quickly and stretched out his hand from afar. Behind them, several people followed him, all with enthusiastic smiles.

"Haha, Comrade Guan Fei! Commander Guan! We're meeting again!" He was very familiar with the person who smiled and stretched out his hands. It was last Spring Festival that he had just arrived in Hong Kong to achieve a craze in game console sales and came to meet Du Haibo, deputy director of the External Liaison Office of the First Bureau of the External Relations Department.

"Director Du! Don't bury me. It's a small place, also known as the commander, is simply a joke. If you think of me, just call me Xiao Guan. If Comrade Guan Fei can do it, just don't call me Commander Guan!" Guan Fei enthusiastically held the other party's hand, had a biological brain, and could remember the other party forever as long as you saw it once. There was never a possibility that you could not recognize or call the wrong name.

Du Haibo laughed loudly, and he was much more enthusiastic than when he met last time. He shook hands with both hands, and his strength was also enthusiastic but not reckless. He still didn't let go after holding it. He shook his right hand a few times, but he turned sideways and introduced the other people beside him.

"This is the deputy secretary of the branch office work committee, Comrade Shang Chengli! Secretary Liang originally wanted to see you, but he had a big goal and was inconvenient to communicate with each other." Du Haibo laughed cheerfully, half an introduction, half an explanation.

Guan Fei was shocked.

He knew that the person who came to the branch was from the branch, but he didn't expect that the future was so big.

The full name of the Working Committee is the Hong Kong and Macao Working Committee, which is different from the branch’s external guise. It is a department that deals with Hong Kong and Macao affairs seriously. Judging from its higher-level status in Hong Kong and Macao affairs, the deputy secretary of the Working Committee, at least a deputy provincial-level cadre, is not surprising at the provincial and ministerial level.

According to his understanding, Shang Chengli was an old revolutionary. He was seventeen years old at the age of 60. He participated in the revolution when he was young. He organized guerrillas in Guangdong and fought against the Japanese. After liberation, he transferred from the army and served as secretary of the municipal party committee, secretary of the prefectural party committee, and deputy governor. He was then defeated and suffered a lot and only returned last year.

There were a few silver threads at the root of his black hair, which could be seen as dyed. He was already covered in white hair, his face was quite frosty, with a smile on his expression, deep crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, and his eyes were deep and heavy, and he looked very amiable, but a hint of sharpness flashed from his turbid eyes.

Guan Fei was surprised that Shang Chengli actually visited him in person. Zhou Xiaoshan, Pan Meifeng, Mao Xiuliang and others behind him were so shocked that they couldn't believe their ears.

When they were in China, Zhou Xiaoshan, Mao Xiuliang and others were just some of the city’s students. The biggest officials they had ever seen were the principal, the leaders of their parents’ work unit, and the senior officials like Shang Chengli who even looked up and could not see them. They would never shake hands with each other in their entire lives and say the previous sentence.

Now such a high-ranking official was in front of them and was still intimately chatting with their commander, which made them so excited that their feet trembled slightly.

Zhou Xiaoshan and others were still the simple excitement when they saw the leader, and Pan Meifeng was even more excited than them.

If the British Hong Kong authorities dominate the present of Hong Kong, the national power represented by the branch controls the future, and even if you say something, you can make Hong Kong quakes.

The high-ranking officials who need to look up to him are so close to Guan Fei, and even come to visit him without hesitation. This shows how strong Guan Fei is. With branches, not to mention that he has to be as windy as he wants to be in Hong Kong, even if he just misses his business, he will not be as smooth as he can do business. He will worry about not being able to make a fortune. Even if he offends the Hong Kong government and the branch helps Guan Guan to speak, he can turn big things into small things.

If the Hong Kong and British authorities are really forced to return Hong Kong in the future, Guan Fei's company may be fine if it goes sideways!

When I first hugged Guan Fei’s thigh, it was indeed the most correct decision!

She looked at Guan Fei and Shang Chengli and met historic times, and smiled foolishly, wishing she could run home immediately and show off today's events to her father. I believe he would be shocked and envious...

Compared to the shock of Guan Fei and others, Shang Chengli, who had been storm for a long time, was much calmer and smiled and stretched out his hand to Guan Fei. It happened that Du Haibo also let go of his hand, and Guan Fei quickly held the other party's hand with both hands.

"Comrade Guan Fei, you have done a good job and have achieved great results. They have given great support in China and have united many patriotic businessmen in Hong Kong, creating good conditions for us to open up the situation. We are very ashamed of this. Although we have been rooted in Hong Kong for many years, the results are still not significant. So we want to ask you more questions, hoping that we will join hands to achieve greater results!" Shang Chengli said with kindness.

"You are too proud. We were forced to have no choice. We were forced to get enough to get helpless, so we came out of the deep mountains and forests to Hong Kong to find ways to support our family. Although some progress has been made, it is closely related to domestic support. This achievement is insignificant compared to the overall situation you are hosting. We should be asking you for advice." The other party tried hard to bring the relationship between the two parties closer, and Guan Fei would not be proud of himself, and his attitude was still very low, which did not mean that he could stand shoulder to shoulder with the other party.

"Comrade Guan Fei is too modest. The Yangtze River is pushing the old waves forward. Our old experiences are a little unable to keep up with the situation. The country is about to turn to economic construction. In this regard, Comrade Guan Fei should not hide his own personalities!" Shang Chengli was deeply wrinkled and smiled.

"As a Chinese, we have no choice but to help the country be strong and prosperous. As long as the domestic needs are needed, we will tell everything we know." Guan Fei responded without hesitation.

"Okay, okay! It seems that we are here right this time, hahaha!" Shang Chengli narrowed his eyes and smiled with great satisfaction.

The two met, and Du Haibo introduced another person to Guan Fei. This man was in his early forties and was young and strong. He had a masculine face, straight waist, sharp eyes, and capable behavior. His travel traces were very obvious: "This is the deputy director of the branch's Culture and Sports Department, Comrade Qi Lei!"

Department of Culture and Sports!

Guan Fei's pupils shrank when he heard this, and he was confused.

This department is not responsible for cultural propaganda and sports competition, but is a complete intelligence agency, and an intelligence department directly belonging to the General Staff of the Military!

Deputy Minister Qi Lei, the head of all the intelligence personnel in Hong Kong, actually came to him. What is the important thing? He has to work on him?

Guan Fei was suspicious, but he was not negligent on the outside. The other party was a taciturn person. Both parties shook hands politely, and their strength was neither light nor heavy, and there was no conversation.

Apart from Du Haibo, Shang Chengli and Qi Lei, there are no special people with important status. The others are their escorts. They briefly introduce them, give up after shaking hands, and there is no in-depth discussion.

Everyone met at the door and came to the center to sit down.

Guan Fei, Du Haibo, and Shang Chengli sat the closest seat, Qi Lei was a little further away, and was also in the core position. Zhou Xiaoshan and others sat farther away, consciously sitting opposite the wooden table made of big tree roots to accompany them. Shang Chengli and others were even scattered around, leaving the space for Guan Fei and others.

The surroundings of the private room are all one-way transparent glass. After the designer's clever arrangement, sitting in any position can see salesmen and customers outside through the gaps in the bamboo forest, employees rushing in the hall, cargo transport vehicles driving rapidly on the street, and crowds on the sidewalks.

In the fast-paced environment around, under the sound insulation of glass, only movements were seen and soundless, just like enjoying a silent drama.
Chapter completed!