The car is still two streets away from the vanguard of the People's Liberation Army, and it is extremely difficult to move forward in just one step.

They had no choice but to push open the car door and walk to.

There are crowded heads everywhere, flags are flying everywhere, cheers are everywhere, firecrackers are flying everywhere...

Tonight in Hong Kong, I can't fall asleep.

Xiao Qiang hadn't seen so many people in the afternoon, but at this time, there was nothing in his eyesight, not a face that changed with laughter.

They finally squeezed to the side of the road, and there was no distinction between billionaires and civilians, and they were shouting and waving their arms in the direction the troops were about to come.

The police all went out on both sides of the road. One or two meters each, there was a policeman behind his back, so that the enthusiastic citizens would not crowd forward.

While maintaining order, they looked in the direction of the troops' advance from time to time. Their hearts were as excited as the citizens.

Here comes, they are here!

Because the troops had not yet officially entered the city, the vanguard did not take military vehicles.

Several black off-road jeeps were headed, followed by a medium-sized van, and behind it was a large bus.

In order to take care of the British side's face, all the vehicles were not equipped with flags and the windows were closed.

But when the bus approached, a window opened and when you looked in through the window, it was full of red hat brims and military green. They saluted a military salute to both sides of the road.

Joy thunderously!

Xiao Qiang waved his hand desperately, and he didn't know if he was shouting loudly. He only knew that he had forgotten everything. When the convoy passed by and gradually moved away, he suddenly realized that in this short one or two minutes, his voice was completely hoarse.

The soldier, the words that were once very familiar, seemed so sacred and solemn in front of him at this moment.

What it represents is the dignity of a country!

Truth. If you always fall within the range of the cannon and exceed this range, that is the truth that belongs to others!

If the economy can develop smoothly and not be discriminated against and bullied by others, and if someone listens to the words, he can only put the cannon shells on it and let it fly further and further!

"Let's go back, I promise. At the return ceremony, there will be a scene that will make us more excited!" The head of the Huo family shouted at him. In this noisy moment, only in this way can he let the people next to him hear his words.

Xiao Qiang nodded with a smile, protected Lin Yi in front of his chest, slowly pushed the crowd away, and walked towards the car two streets away.

The people on the side of the road dispersed, after all, there were still a few hours. It was the time for the large army to advance. They wanted to take a break, regain their energy, and cheer for the most exciting moments.

There are still many people waiting persistently by the road.

There were a lot of people and the car was driving very slowly. It was already past ten o'clock in the evening when we arrived at the Hong Kong Convention and Exhibition Center. There was still more than an hour, which was a major moment for the return ceremony.

At the entrance of the exhibition center, a cordon has been arranged to check the invitations held by everyone who entered without any slightest.

The exhibition center is full of people, with more than 4,000 guests gathered here.

Xiao Qiang and Lin Yi followed the head of the Huo family to move slowly in the hall, greeted the acquaintances they saw, and chatted in a low voice. Some guests sat in the rest room with wine glasses and chatted softly, and the atmosphere in the venue was cheerful and relaxed.

There were some people on the court, Xiao Qiang had met at the banquet just now. Some people had never met before, or were introduced by the head of the Huo family or came uninvited, and would meet him and introduce him to him.

Xiao Qiang found that there seemed to be only some foreign journalists in the venue, capturing the guests in the venue. In addition, no other foreigners were seen.

Those British people didn't even want to show their faces at this last moment as Hong Kong's masters.

In the crowd, Director Zhou squeezed to his side and grabbed him: "Why did you come? I've been looking for you for an afternoon! Come here quickly, I'll take you to recognize your seat!"

"Where is your recognition?" Xiao Qiang quickly protected Lin Yi, followed behind him, passed through the crowd, and came to the venue on the fifth floor.

In the elevator, Director Zhou said frowningly: "I said Xiao Qiang. Why do you like to cause trouble so much? I will bring you here in the morning, and you will fight with someone in the afternoon. Let you go to the back of the rostrum to watch the ceremony later. This makes us very embarrassed."

"Go to the rostrum?" Xiao Qiang was surprised and said, "I, I am a businessman, is it appropriate to go to the rostrum?"

Director Zhou said angrily: "Is there a businessman like you? You have satellites, and the Internet is in your hands. Now you have become an arms dealer again! You said, you are still a pure businessman now? How can we not let you be in the main position of viewing ceremony at this important time? But you have done everything and asked someone to kowtow to apologize to you! I, I, oops, forget it, you have always been used to doing things by yourself, and you don't listen to me, just think I fart. But I can make it clear to you. When I watch the ceremony later, please be quiet until the ceremony is over, so don't cause trouble for us."

Xiao Qiang's head was a little dizzy and said stutteringly: "Yes, but I think it's not good to let me go behind the rostrum. I'm not a government official."

"Government official? Sneak, this life

The former leader No. 1 said it well, you are a person outside! If you really become an official, you will definitely not be able to succeed and have more than failure. But it is different for you to be a businessman. No matter how troubles arise, it is your business and will not be related to us. God is really blessed!" Director Zhou slapped his forehead and said he was glad.

Lin Yi chuckled.

Director Zhou's words were memorable.

Xiao Qiang is able to follow the wrong path and will not take the right path. He is used to being a lie, and his family is already in great business, but he is still happy about it. He really wants to be an official, and he may offend the whole world in less than a month.

Now, Xiao Qiang is still facing trade retaliation from the United States, and he doesn't care about it. However, according to his usual practice, he will definitely not just take this loss. He is still thinking about any conspiracy behind his back.

At the fifth floor venue, Xiao Qiang saw it again. When he saw Xiao Qiang, he was stunned for a moment, and then he was also a painful image.

"Oh, your brother, but I've hurt me. The position I arranged for you was in the first row behind the rostrum. With the middle position, you can see more realistically. Now, there are rumors outside that you are beating people, and there are people who kowtow to apologize to you... You said that if you are asked to stand in the middle and let those foreign journalists go out, we will be completely covered in all our faces."

Xiao Qiang doesn't care. If he does it again, he will still ruthlessly slap that idiot woman and make his woman bleed. It is impossible not to pay the price.

He shrugged: "I'm still watching the audience, just let me stand in the first row. To be honest, I prefer to be in the audience. Look, if I stand behind the rostrum, although I hold my face, I can only look at the back of the head of the other person, and there is no meaning at all. It's better to see it clearly in the audience!"

Director He was a little demented when he was talking.

The rostrum, what a glorious thing to go to the rostrum! It is not only a matter of close-up viewing location, but also a kind of identity, a superhuman identity!

What did this kid say that he didn't want to be on the rostrum? Did he fight with someone and his mind was broken?

He wanted to watch it carefully, why don’t he watch TV? There are close-ups on TV, and he can see even the wrinkles on the faces of national leaders!

Hey, what is this kid doing?

He and Director Zhou watched Xiao Qiang take out a small LCD TV from his arms, stuff the earplugs into his ears, turn on the power supply, and look for signals everywhere.

"What are you doing?" He had a ominous premonition.

"Look for the signal!" Xiao Qiang replied naturally, "I came to the scene mainly to witness the moment of history in person. But it is necessary to make it clear. It is still a TV broadcast. So I plan to watch the close-up of the TV broadcast while watching the panoramic view on the scene. Such enjoyment is really worth the trip."

Director He pinched his temple hard, and his brain, who was too busy these days, began to hurt again.

This kid actually came.

Did he really plan to turn on the TV to watch at this solemn ceremony? What kind of style is it? What kind of style is it? If the TV broadcasts and spreads this picture, it may become a laughing stock all over the world.

He looked at Director Zhou sympathetically, and the other party smiled bitterly at him helplessly.

He just needs to spend tonight safely. Director Zhou is responsible for coordination and cannot escape. It has really made him suffer over the years.

OK, if you like it yourself, then you should be in the audience.

There is no position in the audience, so Director He chose two positions in the middle for him. The couple were given to them. Next to them were some mature and polite old men. In this way, when they saw him watching TV, others would pretend not to see it, and everyone would be happy.

After arranging the seats, Xiao Qiang didn't want to go downstairs.

Come and go downstairs to socialize, which is very annoying. It is better to watch TV comfortably in your seat in the fifth floor and chat with Lin Yi for a while.

Lin Yi doesn't want to go down for social engagements.

Although there are all political and business celebrities below, the noisy venue made her feel like she was in a free market. It would be better to stay on it and compete with Xiao Qiang for TV and make fun of her.

However, their silence lasted only over ten minutes.

Just after eleven o'clock, the VIPs below entered the venue one after another.

In less than a few minutes, everyone from the land was here. At the handover ceremony, no one spoke, and even coughed. The atmosphere seemed very solemn.

Thousands of people sat in the venue, but the whole audience was silent.

At 11:20, the military bands of both Chinese and British began to enter the venue. They were at the bottom of the handover table. After entering the venue, they could not hear a trace of human voice and thought that the guests had not arrived.

But when they looked up, they found thousands of VIPs sitting in the table, with dark heads. This almost stagnant atmosphere immediately made everyone feel a little nervous.

"It's raining." Xiao Qiang whispered to himself.

On the LCD TV, the broadcasting screen was drizzling.

"It's raining?" The head of the Li family sitting near him leaned over curiously, "It's really raining."

It was raining outside, and the news was passed down layer by layer, and the solemn atmosphere in the venue was a little eased. Is this considered a dew from the sky, washing away our shame for more than a hundred years?

A smile began to appear on the guests' faces.

God is also helping us!

Slowly, people began to talk in a low voice during the meal, and their tone was relaxed and comfortable. The British were about to go back to their hometown from this land, and from then on, we are the ones who are in charge of our family.

On the TV screen, umbrella flowers are blooming, and Hong Kong citizens are holding umbrellas and clustering by the road, waiting for the moment when history arrives.

The light rain did not extinguish the flames in their hearts, but instead made their hearts even hotter.

At 11:40, the military band began to rehearse in advance, playing the music before the ceremony, so that the venue could create an atmosphere.

"What a beautiful flower, what a beautiful flower, the fragrant branches are full of beautiful branches, fragrant and white. Everyone praises you. Don't let anyone pick your heart, just wait for that person to love, the flower, the flower, the flower, the flower...

Yi hummed the song gently, her eyes full of love. She looked at Xiao

The head of the Li family looked at them with some embarrassment.

These two young men are really anomaly. They are so relaxed when everyone is so nervous that they can't breathe. Could it be that they don't feel nervous?

The tune of Lihua made the atmosphere in the venue more soothing, and gradually, others began to hum along.

"Brother Xiao, don't you feel nervous? Look at me, a decades old. I haven't seen any scenes before. But at this moment, I feel that my heart seems to be about to jump out, and my palms are covered with sweat!" The head of the Li family couldn't help but ask quietly when the song was played by the British Military Band.

"Why are you nervous?" Xiao Qiang said in shock. "At this time, I feel excited, happy, excited, but absolutely not nervous! Returning is a foregone conclusion. Even if the British regret it at this moment, they cannot change this fact. We have a strong country as a backing, and the ones who feel nervous should be them British! I feel happiness that I have never been before when I can watch the arrival of this moment with Xiao Yi. How can I be nervous? Hong Kong returns, next is Macau, and then there is another place. When China is fully unified, we have more difficult tasks until our country becomes a powerful country admired by the world, and proud of the world! The road ahead is still long!"
To be continued...