money player

Chapter 86 Xiaohe is not exposed, Xiaojiacheng
Wang Shuning's chicken stall is not a paradise. Hidden Dragon has come out, but Crouching Tiger has not appeared again. Xian Yaowen has read all the chicken girls, but he has not picked any one that is suitable for making romantic films. He informed Wang Shuning of his favorite criteria and asked him to have new products. He said something when he arrived, and then left with Du Juan.

When driving into Lai Chi Kok, Xian Yaowen saw someone carrying a basket selling food on the roadside, so he asked Du Juan: "Are you hungry?"

"Hungry."

After parking the car on the side of the road, Xian Yaowen shouted to the basket seller: "It's a basket."

When the basket man heard this, he carried the basket to the front of the car and put it down. On the plate, when the two people stopped pointing their fingers, they took out two bamboo sticks from the bamboo tube hanging on the basket and inserted them into the braised food on the plate.

Xian Yaowen asked Du Juan to take it and ordered another bowl of Jidi porridge.

The two of them stood on the side of the road, one drinking porridge and the other eating braised food. The basket-carrying man who was waiting to collect the bowls walked to the downdraft of the basket and squatted on the spot, took out a cut newspaper strip, and quickly poured the shredded tobacco on it. , a roll, brought it to his mouth and licked it, in the blink of an eye, a homemade cigarette was already emitting white smoke.

When half of the porridge in Xian Yaowen's bowl disappeared, a rickshaw stopped in front of the basket. Qi Longdao got out of the car, picked up a bowl of porridge, and stood next to Xian Yaowen.

"Let's talk tomorrow." Xian Yaowen said something incomprehensible, then turned to Du Juan and said, "Do you know where your husband lives now?"

Du Juan swallowed the bitter taste in his mouth and said vaguely: "I know."

Xian Yaowen pointed at Qi Longdao, "His name is Shaobing. After eating it in a while, take him to the door. It's too tiring to live with hatred. Let it go when it's time to let it go. Send your husband to the King of Hell yourself. Forget all the grudges between you."

"Ah."

The cuckoo speeds up its eating.

After a while, Du Juan, who had finished eating first, followed Qi Longdao and left.

Xian Yaowen stood there chewing slowly. After he finished the bowl of porridge, Qi Longque, who had been looking around, ordered a few braised dishes and wolfed them down. While eating, his neck was not idle, turning left and right. turn right.

Xian Yaowen walked to the front of the car, leaned his legs on the front hood of the car, took out the half-finished cigar from his pocket, held it in his mouth without lighting it, and comfortably enjoyed the cool breeze blowing in front of him.

The basket bearer probably stopped at a good spot. When a few rays of cool breeze blew through Xian Yaowen's temples, another rickshaw arrived. A young man in a suit and leather shoes got out of the car and ordered a few braised dishes and another. To hold the bowl of porridge, use a rather technical and somewhat awkward posture to hold the plate and bowl in one hand, while the other hand holding the bag holds the spoon, scooping out the porridge one by one. .

While drinking, he did not forget to look at Xian Yaowen and his car. After a few glances, he walked up to Xian Yaowen and said, "Sir, I have never seen your car before. What brand is it?"

"Saab, a car made in Sweden."

"It turns out to be a Swedish car." The young man suddenly realized it professionally. Then he put the spoon into the porridge bowl and moved the hand carrying the bag a few times. A hand dropped from his wrist, and the mouth of the bag opened, revealing There was a neatly rolled belt inside. "Sir, my name is Zhuang Jiacheng. I am the product sales manager of the plastic trouser belt factory. You can take a look at the samples from our factory and contact me if you need it."

Hearing Zhuang Jiacheng's self-introduction, Xian Yaowen smiled knowingly. Just now he had felt that Zhuang Jiacheng was a bit kind, and now he had the answer.

He glanced at his watch and said with a smile: "It's already past eleven o'clock in the evening. You have to do sales while you're drinking a bowl of porridge. Does the factory belong to you?"

Zhuang Jiacheng responded with a smile, "The boss pays me a salary, so of course I have to work hard."

Xian Yaowen gave a thumbs up, "Good job. It's just a pity that I don't do the trouser belt business. I can only buy one or two for my own use. You may not like my small business."

"One or two pieces is also a big deal for me." Zhuang Jiacheng said politely, squatted down, put the bowls and plates in his hands on the ground, used both hands to open the mouth of the bag, then lifted it up and brought it to Xian Yaowen, " Sir, you choose slowly."

"My surname is Xian, Xian Yaowen." Xian Yaowen introduced himself. He reached into his bag and took out a plate of belts. He pinched it and brought it to his nose to smell it. "The smell is a bit strong."

"Plastic trouser belts are just like this. After a few days of use, the smell will dissipate." Zhuang Jiacheng explained.

"Oh, how to sell it?"

"One dollar a piece."

Xian Yaowen picked out two disks for a while, unfolded them and looked at them. If there were no obvious flaws, he re-coiled the belts and threw them into the car.

Then, he took out two one-yuan notes from his pocket, took out a pen from the breast pocket of his shirt, wrote his name and phone number on one of the notes, finished writing, and handed the note to Zhuang Jiacheng, "My firm It will open soon, and we will do both import and export business. If you want to change your job or open your own factory in the future, you can contact me."

Zhuang Jiacheng took the note, glanced at the phone number on it, and then solemnly put it in his pocket.

"Mr. Xian, I have a question."

Xian Yaowen laughed playfully, "Why does Mr. Zhuang think I am qualified to teach you?"

Zhuang Jiacheng pointed to the car, "A master is a teacher. Mr. Xian will definitely be more successful than me. Please feel free to teach me."

"Since Mr. Zhuang is so sincere, if you have any questions, just ask them. I will definitely tell you everything I know."

Zhuang Jiacheng clasped his fists and said, "Mr. Xian, do you think now is a good time to make plastic flowers?"

Xian Yaowen thought about it seriously and said: "If you had asked me a few days ago, I might not be able to answer this question. I have just learned some patent information recently, and I can answer you just right.

As far as I know, the bakelite patent owned by Catalin has expired, and its own phenolic resin patent is not rigorous enough. Most plastic products can be produced without its authorization, and the price of plastic will soon be greatly reduced. . This will cause the proportion of labor costs in the cost structure of plastic products to rise rapidly.

The current monthly salary of a factory worker in the United States is about 936 Hong Kong dollars. At this salary level in the United States, you can only live by calculations. You will not go hungry, and you can't expect to live well. "

Zhuang Jiacheng's eyes suddenly brightened up. He originally wanted to make friends with successful people, but he didn't expect that he would get an unexpected answer when he asked a question as a prop.

"Mr. Xian, labor in the United States is 11 times more expensive than in Hong Kong?"

"Absolutely." Xian Yaowen said without hesitation: "The same goes for European countries. Each one is several times more expensive than Hong Kong. Plastic products with uncomplicated processes cannot be made by Westerners. As long as we can sell the products, the profit will not be Low."

"Thank you, thank you. Mr. Xian, the information you mentioned is very useful to me." Zhuang Jiacheng thanked him hurriedly.

"You're welcome, please take care of my firm's business in the future."

Zhuang Jiacheng clasped his fists and said, "I don't dare take it seriously. If necessary, I will definitely ask Mr. Xian for help."

As Xian Yaowen nodded in response, the conversation between the two parties came to an end. Xian Yaowen took the first step to leave with Qi Longque who had finished the porridge.

……

the next day.

Xian Yaowen had eaten half of his breakfast before Qi Longdao came back from outside dusty.

"You started last night?"

"It just happened to be a good opportunity."

"Did she do it?" "Yes, the hatred is very deep. I gave her a knife without asking for it, but stoned her to death, and..." Qi Longdao shuddered, "and even pulled those words down, Crush it with your feet.”

Xian Yaowen was shocked, "Pull? Not cut?"

"Pull."

"While alive?"

"Correct."

"Tsk, women can be really cruel." Xian Yaowen sighed with emotion, and then said, "Where is she?"

"Sir, you didn't say that I didn't dare to bring her back and put her in a hotel."

"Oh, does the hotel have a phone?"

"Have."

"I'll call her soon and tell her I'll go find her tonight."

"clear."

"Tell me about chicken flowers."

"Han Sen bought Chicken Flower for 339 yuan. He didn't leave. Han Sen arranged for him to live on the third floor of No. Shanghai Street."

"What kind of arrangement is it? A kind of living room?"

"I don't know. There are always people following Han Sen. I don't dare to get too close."

"Where are the chicken flowers, have you seen them?"

"I've seen him three times."

"The walking posture of a newly broken melon..." Xian Yaowen's words stopped abruptly, "I almost forgot, you are not a human being, so you don't understand this. It's really delaying things. I'll find a madam to give you some lessons some other time."

After a while, he got down to business, "Two things. First, after you have rested, go find a house outside. From now on, you will live outside. If you have nothing to do, don't come back during the day. I'll see my aunt come at night."

Second, register a security company in your name, called Volkswagen Security Guard Company, which specializes in armed security and security guarding services. You just need to come forward and I will find a lawyer to do the registration. "

"clear."

"Go to bed early."

After Qi Longdao left, Xian Yaowen began to wonder which way to apply for a gun guard license would be easy and how much would it cost.

After pondering for a while, when it was time to leave for work, he immediately went downstairs and drove.

After a busy day, after getting off work, Xian Yaowen picked up Du Juan and walked around Apliu Street and Keelung Street in Sham Shui Po. Since he had been recruiting people in this area some time ago, he became familiar with the people. He chatted with the landlord. He could talk about common acquaintances when he got up, and it didn't take much time to find a room for Du Juan on Keelung Street.

A single room that is not a single-family house is just one of the two bedrooms where the landlord lives. This is the current mainstream rental model in Hong Kong. Depending on the living conditions, the rent ranges from 20 yuan to 40 yuan. It is relatively affordable, but it is not easy for tenants. When renting, the landlord usually requires the tenant to have a decent job or provide a guarantor.

After all, when living in a house, the landlord will worry about the safety of his property and the stability of his tenants.

A one-bedroom and two-bedroom apartment similar to Xian Yaowen's old building can be rented independently, which is almost equivalent to the luxury apartments of later generations. Not ordinary people can afford it. Chu Tianlan is actually considered a high-income group among office workers, and belongs to the golden collar among white-collar workers.

Let Du Juan clean up the house by herself, Xian Yaowen stood behind her landlord Mrs. Li and watched her play cards. While watching, she made Du Juan's model status more glamorous. He never mentioned that she would wear underwear on the stage in the future, only that she would wear beautiful clothes to show on the stage. Models, and equating models with movie stars, can earn hundreds or thousands a month just by walking a few steps on stage.

He made it clear that it was not easy to find underwear models, so he simply downplayed the word "underwear" and tricked people into practicing. He didn't believe it. When the models got a high salary and then mentioned underwear, all the models would run away.

Now that his strategy has changed, he no longer only focuses on dancers and chicks. If he can find a good family, he will naturally find a good family. He will also be able to save a lot on the hush money budget in the future.

"Mr. Xian, can a model really earn so much?"

Most of the tenement buildings in Keelung Street have been bought by people from Shanghai. The landlords of the tenement building where Xian Yaowen is currently located include the four Shanghainese ladies at the mahjong table. Each of them has a lot of money and is not looking for trouble. Do, play cards every day and make a living on your own money and rent.

Xian Yaowen glanced at the Shanghai woman surnamed Zhang who spoke opposite, "There must not be so much at the beginning. Model walking is different from our usual walking. It's like dancing. It takes time to learn. Besides, models not only have to perform in Hong Kong, but also go abroad. , you must be able to speak a few simple English sentences, and you have to learn it regardless of age. If you perform well in the first half year, you can get 500, but if you perform poorly, you can get 500, 300 or 400."

"Three to four hundred is not a lot. I have a beautiful niece. Can I show it to Mr. Xian some other time?"

"Mrs. Zhang, you have to think clearly, money will not fall from the sky. Being a model is quite hard, and you will earn money from your hard work."

"You know, I'm not a little girl. I've seen the world, and money is never easy to make... Mrs. Li, you are so courageous. You dare to accumulate 30,000 yuan. I have heard 36,990,000 rounds several times. They are all the same. Give me the money." money."

Mrs. Zhang collected the money and said to Xian Yaowen: "Mr. Xian, I live on the second floor. I will invite you to my house for dinner tomorrow. I will also call my niece."

"Mrs. Zhang, unfortunately, I have a social event tomorrow. Actually, you don't have to go to such trouble. When your niece is free, just ask her to go to my house directly. There is a store at No. 49, Li Uk Village. She can go there to buy Say hello, someone from the store will call me, and I’ll go downstairs to pick her up.”

"Mr. Xian, don't you live there?"

"I live upstairs next door, and the house number hasn't been installed yet, so it's hard to find."

Mrs. Zhang hesitated for a moment and said, "The people at the store won't fail to convey it, right?"

Xian Yaowen chuckled, "Mrs. Zhang is too worried. I opened the store and several buildings there."

Mrs. Li smiled at Mrs. Zhang, "Mrs. Zhang, don't be so careful. Mr. Xian is a Shaoxing henglangtou (a powerful and powerful man, rich and powerful) and will not lie to your niece."

Mrs. Zhang smiled apologetically at Xian Yaowen, "Mr. Xian, I'm sorry, my eldest sister entrusted me with her daughter, and I have the responsibility to take good care of her."

Xian Yaowen waved his hand, "Understand, understand."

A game of mahjong is not in vain, it can be regarded as picking up a candidate, but I don't know what the conditions of the "niece" are like, so I don't want to be happy about it.

After watching a round of mahjong at Mrs. Li's house, Xian Yaowen left some money for Du Juan. After hesitating for a while, he still didn't explain how to deal with the psychological issues after the murder. This woman was so ruthless, so she probably didn't need psychological treatment.

……

There’s another chapter tomorrow morning!
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