Chapter 385 Kill two birds with one stone

There is a very good saying that goes, a little dust brought by a great man can be like a mountain pressing down on ordinary people.

Although the four chief detectives of Hong Kong like Lui Lok and the four gang leaders of Singapore are insignificant figures to ordinary people.

But for real big shots, it is actually just a chamber pot, something that is thrown away after use.

At the banquet for MacLehose's inauguration, Wang Deming's last words to him were, "The people of Hong Kong have long been fed up with the police and the gangs. If we want to gain the support of the people of Hong Kong, the simplest and most effective way is to eliminate gangs and fight corruption."

This sentence planted a seed in MacLehose's heart. The first thing he did after taking office was to carefully check the government complaint reports on these two areas in Hong Kong.

It was just as Wang Deming said.

MacLehose was a British diplomat and before coming here he had learned a lot about Britain's experience in managing colonies. If he wanted to take Hong Kong's economy to a higher level, he would need a stable social environment.

Hong Kong's economy is his top priority.

Therefore, MacLehose immediately called Chief Superintendent of Police Peter Godber to come and ask him to take action first.

Relying on Peter Godber's many years as a police superintendent in Hong Kong, they made good use of the waste and launched their first attack on drugs.

The result was just as he expected. Several big drug trafficking families ran away to hide. If these people didn't even have this much sense, they deserved to be imprisoned in Stanley!

MacLehose was a mature bureaucrat with great skill, able to raise things high and put them down gently.

This is normal, as the police in Hong Kong can no longer distinguish between police and criminals. Besides, he is also well aware that it is impossible to completely ban the drug business.

He wasn't in the mood to dwell on this.

Hong Kong is backed by the mainland, and ordinary people hate drugs. The first fire was successfully started, and in a short period of time, the people of Hong Kong developed a favorable impression of MacLehose.

At the beginning of 72, MacLehose's second fire was directed at corruption, especially in Hong Kong's police system.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yan Xiong and Han Sen, who were still serving as inspectors, quickly fled to Thailand. However, Lui Lok, Lan Gang, and the rising star Zeng Qirong went to Taiwan early and retired in a villa at the foot of Yangming Mountain.

The remaining middle and lower level policemen in Hong Kong are also trembling with fear and are uneasy. They are often called in by the foreigners for lectures and asked to explain their problems. In fact, these foreigners are making money in the name of anti-corruption.

Even so, the arrogance of Hong Kong's underworld has been reduced a lot.
With society stable and the economy on the rise, the Hong Kong stock market began to rise steadily in 72.

In particular, MacLehose approved two more securities trading companies, the Gold and Silver Stock Exchange and the Kowloon Stock Exchange, which, together with the existing Hong Kong Securities Exchange and the Far East Securities Exchange, formed four stock exchanges.

The stock market was greatly activated, with more than 72 new companies listed in 40 alone, including both British and Chinese companies. The Chinese companies, especially Cheung Kong Holdings, Sun Hung Kai Properties, etc., were all listed in recent years and raised hundreds of millions of Hong Kong dollars.

However, the biggest beneficiaries were definitely British capital. The four major trading companies, Jardine Matheson, Hutchison, Wheelock and Swire, all spun off some of their subsidiaries and listed them on the stock market to raise money.

The economy of Hong Kong as a whole suddenly became prosperous like a raging fire, and people in the streets and alleys were talking about stocks and real estate.

At this time, Niu Bijian, the boss of the Hong Kong Land Group, nervously knocked on the door of Wang Deming's office on Pedder Street in Central.

"Mr. Wang."

"Now that you are here, find a place to sit."

Wang Deming was standing with his back to the office door, in front of the French window looking at the view of Victoria Harbour. Over the past decade, the Hong Kong River has changed a lot. Many skyscrapers have been built in Central and Tsim Sha Tsui, Kowloon on the opposite bank, making both sides of this small waterway look like an international metropolis.

But there are only two sides, and the rest of the place is still full of dilapidated houses. The newly opened residential areas are far from meeting the housing needs of Hong Kong residents. In the previous life, I watched the video and listened to Ai Yuejin talk about one of the characteristics of capitalism: maintaining a large number of unemployed people
This was vividly reflected in Hong Kong, especially during the financial crisis in 65, when many real estate companies and textile factories went bankrupt and many families could only support themselves by having one person work several jobs.

All descriptions of the Hong Kong Strike in 67 attribute the cause to the cultural activities held in mainland China in 66, but do not mention the living problems of the lower-class people as the number of unemployed people continued to rise after 65.

They will not even mention how the British devils used the Hong Kong underworld to suppress the strike in 67.
The timing was not right before, but after MacLehose came to power, Wang Deming handed him the ladder. It was just right and it was just the beginning.

"Niu Bijian, you specially asked to see me this time. Is there something important?"

Wang Deming turned slowly. The sun had just risen to the sky behind him. The sun shone on his back, as if covering him with a layer of golden gauze.
"Tea or coffee?"

"black tea."

Wang Deming instructed the male secretary who was still waiting at the door: "Make me a pot of Wuyi Mountain Dahongpao."

"Yes, Mr. Wang."

The male secretary turned and left, then quickly brought in the tea-making utensils and started boiling water to make tea.

"Would you like to try the Wuyi Mountain black tea I just bought from the mainland this year? It would be a good opportunity to compare it with the black tea from your plantation in Sri Lanka?"

"Mr. Wang, it is definitely better for you to buy black tea from the mainland."

Niu Bijian was also very good at flattering people. If he didn't have this skill, there was no way he could have competed with Henry Joseph for the position of manager in Jardine Matheson.

The tea smells sweet and tastes like a stream of fresh air that goes straight to the five internal organs. After exhaling, it seems to take away the filth in the body.

Niu Bijian's eyes lit up, "If you can give me some of it, that would be great."

If it was just a courtesy before, then after drinking this kind of black tea, drinking Sri Lankan black tea is simply like swill.

"Okay, I'll give you two taels then. I don't have much either. The mother tree of Dahongpao in Wuyi Mountain only produces a few kilograms a year." Wang Deming took a sip of tea, fully feeling the sweet aftertaste, and was not stingy. Of course, what he gave was definitely not from the mother tree.

"Niu Bijian, what could be more concerning to you than the construction progress of the Kangle Building?"

Niu Bijian put his hands on his knees and sat up straight. "Mr. Wang, don't worry. The roof of the Kangle Building will be completed by the end of this month at the earliest, and the construction and interior decoration will be completed next year."

"I have arranged for capable assistants to conduct investment promotion in advance, and now 70% of the floors have been rented out."

"Mr. Wang, do you have any requests for your office on the top floor so that I can arrange for someone to decorate it for you in advance?"

It must be unique for him to be the boss of the Jardine Matheson Group. He is so serious about decorating his own office.

Not bad.

Wang Deming was in a good mood. He toasted Niu Bijian with tea instead of wine. "I will arrange for Mr. Chen Zhanxiang to contact you later. He knows my preferences."

Seeing Niu Bijian across from him seeming to hesitate to speak, Wang Deming took the initiative to ask, "Hmm? Anything else?"

"Well, Mr. Wang, yes, there is one more thing."

(End of this chapter)