When it comes to the most upscale place in Hong Kong City,
almost everyone would answer that it's the Wanhe Garden Hotel located at the seaport.
Looking up, one can see the magnificent 66 - story building soaring into the clouds, standing aloof and dividing the world sharply from the dilapidated residential buildings on the ground.
Hong Kong City is a land full of gold, teeming with wealthy people with accents of English and Cantonese. It once held the get - rich dreams of many Mainlanders.
However, from the moment they stepped into Hong Kong City, they realized that this garden hotel, which was in plain sight as soon as they looked up, was a place they could never reach in their lifetime.
...
In the executive suite on the top floor of the Wentai Garden Hotel, the floor - to - ceiling curtains of the large French windows in the living room were drawn, making the whole room pitch - black.
From the layers upon layers of hazy white bed curtains,
came intermittent, bone - tingling moans.
This was the new favorite of Boss Qian, a newly - emerging young actress. She had won the boss's heart, and the boss had spent no less than a dozen million on her.
A subordinate wearing a flowery shirt with a pair of sunglasses hanging on his clothes had something to report but was afraid of disturbing the boss's pleasure. So he could only stand outside the door and listen for several rounds.
"Can I be in the new movie? I'll definitely perform well~"
"Daddy... Daddy... Ah——"
The people outside the door exchanged glances, and they all saw the discomfort in each other's eyes.
This woman was moaning so lasciviously. It was really unbearable. They decided to find a young hunk to have some fun later.
...
After a while,
the sounds inside gradually stopped, followed by the rustling sound of dressing. The subordinate guessed the boss's movements and carefully reported, "Boss, there has been no news about that young man surnamed Shen for the past few days."
The room door opened.
Boss Qian came out looking satiated, wearing flowery underpants and lying down on the sofa in the living room.
His shiny bald head even reflected light in the dim room, which was quite rare in an era when most people had thick black hair.
Boss Qian snorted, "No news means no news. What are you panicking about? As long as there's money to be made, I'm not afraid he won't take the bait."
His business principle was: as long as the money was right, there was nothing that couldn't be done.
Similarly, as long as there was a profit to be made, others would surely take the bait.
Boss Qian leaned his bulky body forward and took a Cuban cigar from the carved and patterned box on the coffee table. The subordinate in the flowery shirt quickly took out a lighter and lit it for him.
He took a deep puff.
The nicotine hit his lungs, and Boss Qian showed a look of intoxication on his face.
He casually threw the pager on the coffee table into the subordinate's arms. A thing worth thousands of dollars was thrown around like an old sack. "Tell him that my factory is about to be moved abroad. I'll give a final 30% discount. If he doesn't cooperate, he won't have another chance."
When it came to the repair and maintenance of mechanical equipment, there was absolutely no machinery manufacturing factory in the country that was more professional than theirs. Those cheaper than them were not as good, and those better than them were at least three times more expensive. He didn't believe that Shen Yanshan would reject this business opportunity.
Moreover, the longer the factory was left idle, the more money he had to pay the workers.
Refuse?
Unless he had a screw loose.
The subordinate looked embarrassed. "What if he comes to Hong Kong City? Won't it be difficult for us to deal with him?"
Boss Qian shot a sideways glance at him, and a great pressure hit the subordinate, who immediately shut his mouth. He regretted so much for speaking out of turn.
"Use your head."
Boss Qian coldly dropped these four words.
Then he puffed on his cigar intermittently.
The woman on the bed slowly got up, dressed herself, and then gently hugged Boss Qian's bald head, giving it a smooch. Her voice was as sweet as honey. "Baby, I'll come back later."
Boss Qian leered and slapped her on the butt. "Okay, I'll take you to meet that director later."
The actress gave a coquettish look, threw a wink at him, picked up her bag, and sashayed out of the room.
Boss Qian was in a great mood and even bothered to explain a bit. "Can't you use your head? How can a person from Ningcheng come to Hong Kong City? If he wants to come, he must inform us in advance. Since we know in advance that he's coming, can't you just muddle through? You stupid pig!"
Hong Kong City was his territory. It was not difficult for him to manipulate things on his own turf, was it?
The subordinate finally understood.
"Yes, boss!"
Qian Guangjin looked out of the window, took a deep puff of his cigar, and blew out a smoke ring. "This Shen Yanshan is really unlucky. Not only his parents were unlucky, but he is too. A whole family of unlucky people. Humph."
He started from scratch in his twenties and earned a factory on his own.
He was really good at doing business.
In this era, the bold got rich while the timid starved. A person like this was a talent anywhere.
If it weren't for the higher - ups specifically ordering that the Shen family should never rise again, Qian Guangjin really wanted to recruit him. He felt bored and smacked his lips. "No matter how hard a person tries, if they have a bad fate, there's nothing they can do."
The subordinate tentatively asked, "Then... should we still set him up?"
Qian Guangjin picked up the pager and hit the subordinate on the head. "Are you crazy! If you let him have a good time, the big leaders above will make my life difficult!"
Still not venting his anger, he kicked the subordinate on the butt. "You good - for - nothing! Hurry up and do it! If you don't do it well, you're finished!"
The subordinate quickly scrambled away.
Qian Guangjin let out a deep breath. A bunch of stupid pigs.
After calming down his mood, he decided to go to the racecourse downstairs and place a few bets.
...
It was already a day later when Li Chuchu and Shen Yanshan arrived in Hong Kong City.
They took a short rest in a guesthouse in Chuncheng.
Shen Yanshan found that the stack of money he had taken in the dark night was more than 30,000 yuan. He exchanged some of it for Hong Kong dollars at the bank and deposited the rest in a bankbook for emergencies.
While Li Chuchu was wondering how to cross the customs,
Shen Yanshan had already found some fishermen by the sea with ease. He stuffed a stack of money into their hands, and the fishermen didn't say a word but immediately took them onto their fishing boat.
When the sky was just turning gray the next morning, they arrived in Hong Kong City.
The scene here was completely different from that on the other side of the coast.
In the 1980s, Hong Kong City already had a modern style. The women on the street were wearing fashionable business suits and walking in a hurry.
Too many people smuggled into Hong Kong City every year, mostly to do business. The locals were already numb to this and didn't even bother to give these Mainlanders strange looks.
Li Chuchu looked at the clothes of these people and then looked down at herself.
She felt like a country bumpkin who had just come to the city.
Shen Yanshan pursed his lips slightly. "You look good no matter what. Don't compare yourself with others."
Li Chuchu gave him a hard - to - describe look. "Where I'm from, only stingy men who are reluctant to buy clothes for their wives would say something like that."
Really?
That wasn't what he meant!
Shen Yanshan quickly changed his tune. "Then let's go to the mall to buy clothes first. I'll reimburse you."