Liang Lisheng was about to leave. Just as he unhooked his caged hwamei bird, he heard Nie Zhao say softly, "Uncle Liang, you had better get used to my working style from now on. I will make sure you and the Nie Family endure for a long time to come."
"Endure in Hong Kong? For how much longer, A-Zhao? There are only eight years left until the handover. Eight years! After that, the flag of Hong Kong will be replaced by the Five-Star Red Flag. Who knows what tune the new government will play? If you don't start making arrangements now, then hmph..." Liang Lisheng stopped mid-sentence and lit a cigar. He took a deep puff, smoke billowing from his flared nostrils, his eyes full of sorrow.
Only eight years left until the handover, and if they didn't carve out a backup plan now, they would be lambs to the slaughter when the time came. What could they do?
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