Rebirth: Rising Hong Kong

Boom!

The sky is thundering!

slap!

A drop of rain fell on the road.

In front, Wei Charlie, who was sitting in the convertible Ford sedan, was biting on the second cigarette, turned his head and glanced at the back triumphantly, and then the cigarette he was biting almost fell off!

I saw a rickshaw chasing after him, and dozens of the same rickshaws were rushing towards this side like a tidal wave, and the earth-shattering roar of the poor Hong Yihai could be heard from far away: "Hong Yihai does things, idlers dodge. open!"

"What kind of plane are you doing?" Charlie Wei kicked the front with a cigarette in his hand, "Stop playing, drive faster, and get rid of these gangsters!"

"Okay, Secretary Wei!" The driver stepped up the accelerator and instantly distanced himself from the rickshaw behind him.

"Let me just say, how can one with two wheels run over four wheels?" Wei Charlie got complacent again, with his legs crossed and a cigarette in his mouth, he took care of his hair that was ruffled by the wind.

At this time, the rain fell, and Charlie Wei looked up at the sky, it was raining!

"Hey, close the hood!"

"I'm sorry, Secretary Wei! The hood is broken and it hasn't been repaired yet!"

"What are you talking about?" Wei Charlie was shocked.

It started to rain heavily.

"I'm sorry, Secretary Wei, I'll pay attention next time! I'll definitely repair the hood first!"

"Fix you!" Charlie Wei angrily broke the cigarette and threw it at the driver's head.

Crackling!

The rain is getting heavier.

Even though the rickshaw itself has a shielding function, Shi Zhijian was still splashed by the rain that came in.

At this moment----

"Hold an umbrella for Mr. Shi!"

I don't know who shouted, and some of those who were running with the rickshaw suddenly rushed out, and a bamboo-handled oil umbrella opened with a "swoosh" and propped it on top of Shi Zhijian's head.

Rain splashes!

The rickshaw galloped through the water.

Shi Zhijian was protected by everyone in the middle, and he did not touch a drop of water!

Crash!

In the front, Wei Charlie was drenched in the torrential rain, and the rain was still pouring into the car!

"Is there a mistake, there is so much water? Drive fast!" Charlie Wei had long since lost his suave appearance, and his precious Baleno dress was soaked by the rain.

"I can't run fast, I'm out of gas!" the driver said boldly.

Charlie Wei was trembling with anger, pointing at the driver not knowing what to say.

The rickshaw caught up from behind, and the wheels splashed three feet of water, splashing Wei Charlie's face, then overtook the convertible and flew away!

Charlie Wei was furious, stood up from the car and pointed at Shi Zhijian and roared, "I'll slap your lungs!"

…

Central, Tsui Group Shipping Building.

When the rickshaw carrying Shi Zhijian braved the pouring rain to the entrance of the shipping building, it was almost fifteen minutes later, and there were still five minutes before the end of the bid bond payment!

When Shi Zhijian got out of the car, someone immediately took him under the roof of the building with an umbrella.

This is a famous building in the British colonial period. It is five stories high, commonly known as the "Big Bell Tower". It was bought by the Xu Group a few years ago and refurbished.

This building is located at the corner of Pedder Street and Queen's Road in Central. Standing on the top floor, you can overlook the entire city.

There is a large bronze bell hanging on the bell tower, which can be heard from far and near. It is specially used to report fire alarms, and it is stipulated that the number of times the bell is tolled is used to indicate the fire area: just ring it once, it is the Sai Ying Pun area, and if it rings twice, it is the Central area. The three hits are in Wanchai District and the East District. Each time they knocked for three minutes, instructing the neighbors to bring all equipment to fight the fire as soon as possible.

At this time, the "big clock tower" originally used for fire fighting was crowded with people sheltering from the rain.

These people are all kinds of people, there are Xirong men who carry the burden to sell the fine raspberry, there are shoe shine boys with shoe-shining tools, and the beautiful woman in cheongsam with her thighs exposed on the street—— They squeezed in the crowd and winked at those salty and wet guys, calculating to continue their business after the rain stopped.

At the entrance of the building, an Indian Asan in a turtle-green security uniform, with a high hat on his head and a long gun on his shoulder, vigilantly patrolled the crowd sheltering from the rain.

In this era, the third Indian brother has a very high status in the "security circle".

They work conscientiously and responsibly, are not afraid of death, and are extremely loyal to their bosses. Therefore, many rich people like to hire them, and their salary is much higher than that of the locals. The better monthly salary is even as high as 1,000 Hong Kong dollars. Inspector Hua is almost one level.

Shi Zhijian asked the person who helped hold the umbrella to put the umbrella away. Instead of letting him leave, he turned his head and glanced at the people in Hong Yihai who were running with the rickshaw in the heavy rain just now.

Shi Zhijian asked the man holding the umbrella, "What's your name?"

"My name is Shao Yajian!"

"My name is Ah Jian, but I don't have Shaoya!" Shi Zhijian smiled, took out his wallet from his arms, counted three hundred Hong Kong dollars and handed it to Shaoyajian: "Brothers, it's raining so hard, let's go eat together. A bowl of hot pig's blood porridge!"

"Mr. Shi, I can't ask for this money!"

"It's not for you, it's for the brothers!" After Shi Zhijian finished speaking, he put the money into Shao Yajian's hand, patted the back of his hand, turned and walked towards the shipping building.

Shao Yajian looked at Shi Zhijian and didn't know what to do with the money. He turned around and looked at his brother who was still standing in the heavy rain.

Those people wiped the rain on their faces and looked at him wetly.

Shao Yajian took a deep breath, raised the three hundred Hong Kong dollars in his hand, and said loudly, "Brothers, Mr. Shi gave us the money, let's eat porridge!"

Those people couldn't help but look stunned for a moment. They all came from poor backgrounds. -----

The thirty or so people standing in the rain couldn't help looking at Shi Zhijian's back and shouted together, "Thank you, Mr. Shi!"

The people hiding from the rain under the eaves watched this scene in amazement.

Looking at Shi Zhijian again, he didn't look back, just waved his hand behind him.

…

Shi Zhijian walked towards the shipping building. The third Indian brother on duty stood up and stopped him.

"What are you doing?" The third brother turned to the proficient Cantonese.

"I'm looking for Mr. Xu Shijian Xu." Shi Zhijian said, took out three or five cigarettes from his arms and handed one over.

The third brother looked Shi Zhijian up and down and saw that Shi Zhijian was well-dressed, so he took the cigarette and smelled it on the tip of his nose, and then said: "Mr. Xu is still working, it's too late to see guests!"

"It's okay, I'm here to send money to Mr. Xu!"

"Send money?" The third brother turned his face to look at the rickshaw in the heavy rain, and the Hong Yihai brothers who surrounded Shi Zhijian, guessing that these people might be "bodyguards".

Seeing that the other party was still hesitating, Shi Zhijian put away the previous cigarettes, took out a box of unopened fine Marlboros from his arms, and stuffed the whole box into the other party's hand, "Thank you, be lenient!"

The third brother glanced around, put the cigarette in his arms, and waved to Shi Zhijian: "Take the elevator to the fifth floor!"

After Shi Zhijian entered the building, the third Indian brother guarded the entrance of the building with great dedication, biting the cigarette that Shi Zhijian had given up before, and while digging fire from his pocket, he said to those who kept looking over here: "Look. What do you see? Haven't seen anyone eating smoke?!" Immediately, the fire started, and two smoke dragons spewed out from his nostrils.

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