A sickly bamboo horse dressed as a villain

"Good morning, viewers, and welcome to the morning broadcast. In the early hours of this morning, there was a fall from a building in Kowloon Tong. According to the latest information released by the police, the person who fell was a 40-year-old male. Homicide has been preliminarily ruled out. The cause of the fall It is suspected to be due to the failure of stock trading. Since the Hang Seng Index plummeted in early March, this is the third suicide in the past month. According to the predictions of various parties, this wave of stock market disasters will continue..."

In the bright and clean apartment, the young female anchor on the black and white TV was broadcasting the morning news.

Since the beginning of March, the stock market has plummeted for three consecutive months.In just a few months, investors who originally dreamed of getting rich in the stock market had not had time to enjoy the joy of getting rich overnight, and many of them went bankrupt in the blink of an eye.

The summer in Hong Kong City is long and hot. At the end of June, it has entered a thick summer, and even the air in the morning is warm.Fortunately, Qiao Wen now lives in a well-ventilated high-rise apartment. The breeze passes through the spacious windows, and with the whistling ceiling fan above his head, the original heat has turned into a refreshing and pleasant feeling.

After reading the news, Qiao Wen turned off the TV, took out a bottle of iced Coke from the refrigerator, opened it, and took a sip. Suddenly, a feeling of heart-warming cold rushed to the soles of his feet.

He walked to the balcony, picked up the water bottle and watered the lush hanging baskets and narcissus, then stretched his arms facing the blue sky, and began to do aerobics.

It has been almost half a year since I moved into my new home, and my new life is slowly unfolding in an orderly manner, and everything is going smoothly.

The Mengzhen brand has developed rapidly, with more than a dozen stores and counters opened, and its reputation has been fully established in Hong Kong. Taiwan, Malaysia, and South Korea have also negotiated agents, and the export volume in the past two months has also been considerable.In the era without the Internet, it is already a miracle that a local clothing brand can do this in less than a year.

Lin Zihui is now considered a well-known boss, and he appeared in newspapers for interviews every now and then. As for the manager, Qiao Wen, he also appeared in newspapers several times. Because he is young and handsome, he is now considered a well-known young talent in Hong Kong City.

But migrant workers are different from their bosses. Although a [-]% dividend is already impressive, Qiao Wen's goal is not limited to this.

After moving out of the Walled City, he and Chen Jianan opened a real estate company named after the two of them. For the time being, there will be only the two of them for the convenience of hoarding land.

In the past few months, because of the stock market crash, some red-eyed stockholders were unwilling to be caught, and did not believe that the stock market would continue to fall. The market price was a little lower, and they bought several good pieces of land.

As for what will happen to those who sell land, sell houses and speculate in stocks in the end, it is no longer Qiao Wen's concern. People have to be responsible for their actions - including greed.

As for the money to buy the land, they naturally don't have it.But because he bought three pieces of land from Guan Zhenbao before, plus the new apartment for the two of them, after all these were mortgaged to the bank, he got several good loans, and Jiang Yufeng wanted to lead Hexingshe on the right path, Investing money in their real estate company also contributed to their land accumulation.

Counting the ten or so pieces of land that I have now hoarded, the total cost is only one million or so.

After exercising, Qiao Wen changed his clothes and went downstairs.At the entrance of the corridor, I took out today's newspaper from the newspaper box, and opened the property market advertisement page first.

After the stock market crash lasted for three months, a large amount of funds were withdrawn from the stock market and invested in real estate, and the real estate market finally began to have a big reaction.

Their current small apartment has increased by a quarter compared to last year, and the land price has skyrocketed. According to the latest market price, the land of Guan Zhenbao has doubled.

After browsing the property market, Qiao Wen took his time to watch the news.

After leaving the building, he glanced at his watch, then crossed the street and walked into the "Good Neighbor Tea Restaurant" opposite. He pointed at the cashier and said with a smile, "Pack ten cups of milk tea."

Grandma Qiao, who was doing the accounting, raised her head when she heard the sound, and asked with a smile, "Awen, are you going to Anan's place?"

Qiao Wen nodded: "Brother Nan's martial arts gym opens at ten o'clock, I have to go there right away, and bring him and the younger brothers a cup of milk tea by the way."

"Okay, then I'll get someone to prepare it. Uncle Chen and Uncle Chen went over to help early in the morning. Aunt Chen and I have to watch the store. You help us watch the excitement together."

"Yeah." Qiao Wen nodded.

Ten minutes later, he got into the taxi with two big bags of milk tea, and he did not forget to wave to the grandmother in the store through the window.

When they first moved out of the Walled City, Grandma and Uncle and Aunt Chen were afraid that they were not used to being outside and didn’t know what kind of work they could do. At first, they returned to their new home in the Walled City. Uncle and Aunt Chen continued to work in the fish ball factory. Still guarding her dry goods stall.However, people obviously get used to a good living environment faster.

In less than two months, several elders wanted to find some work outside.Later, Qiao Wen and Chen Canaan got together and paid for this small tea restaurant. Even Chen Canaan's father came back from the fishing boat, and the whole family took care of the restaurant with peace of mind.

They are all hard-working people, everyone works together, coupled with Qiao Wen's publicity strategy, after two months, the Good Neighbor Tea Restaurant has already gained a good reputation in the neighborhood.

Today is the opening day of Anan Martial Arts Hall. Qiao Wenwen wanted to help him early in the morning. Chen Jianan was afraid that he would be tired, so he refused to let him go. He went out at five or six o'clock.

The martial arts hall is not far from home, and it takes only ten minutes by taxi. In order to save money, the martial arts hall is not facing the street, and is on the second floor of a building.But the opening event is naturally downstairs.

At this time, Chen Jianan and a few younger brothers, wearing double-breasted martial arts uniforms, were distributing leaflets to newcomers coming and going.

"Brother Nan!" Qiao Wen, who came down from the taxi, waved his free hand and called out.

When Chen Jianan heard the call, he turned his head to look over, immediately burst into a big smile, ran over quickly, and excitedly said, "Little Qiao, you're here!"

There was a little sweat on his forehead, and he didn't know whether it was tired or hot, and his face was radiant and handsome.

Qiao Wen handed him the milk tea in his hand: "I've been busy this morning, are you tired? It's for you and your little brothers."

Chen Jianan hurriedly greeted: "Brothers, come and drink milk tea."

These younger brothers all followed Chen Jianan in the city walled city. They were originally members of the Hexing Society, which is the hanging cage under Sijiuzi. Because they are not considered official members, they are free to come and go. , Chen Jianan left the city, and they also wanted to follow. Before Chen Jianan had no place to settle down, now that he opened a martial arts gym, they brought them here.

While a group of ponies were drinking milk tea, several guests came one after another. The most ostentatious was of course the current leader of Hexing Club, Jiang Yufeng. He brought a few ponies and his own sister, and presented two flower baskets.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Zihui, Zhou Renjun, and Guan Zhenbao also came to join in.

Opening a martial arts gym has always been Chen Jianan's dream, not for making money, but to carry forward his uncle's and master's boxing techniques, so that they will have successors at the eighth level of the Chen family, especially when he realizes that it is impossible for him to carry on the family. , the desire to open a martial arts gym to teach students became stronger and stronger.

Today, his wish came true, and there were so many friends who came to support him, he was so happy that he could see his teeth but not his eyes.

As soon as ten o'clock auspicious time came, the gongs, drums and firecrackers sounded, and he personally performed a very difficult set of lion dances, and then led the crowd upstairs to visit the martial arts hall.

The commotion lasted until noon, and Qiao Wen booked a restaurant for him and asked him to take people to dinner.Because I had an appointment with an agent, I didn't go to the restaurant with them.

By the time I finished talking with the agent about work, it was already twilight.

He took a taxi to the Anan Martial Art Museum, only to find Haozai was about to close the door and go home.

"Where's Brother Nan? Why are you alone?" Qiao Wen asked.

"He took his brothers to the bar for a drink." Hao Zai pursed his mouth and said sullenly, "Say I'm not yet eighteen, so don't take me."

Qiao Wen laughed and said, "He's right. You won't go to the bar until you're eighteen."

Hao Zai whimpered and said, "What! He has been to the tavern since he was sixteen or seventeen."

Qiao Wen shook his head and laughed, and asked, "Which bar does he go to?"

Howard said, "It's the Star World in Causeway Bay."

Qiao Wen nodded, thought for a while, took out a 20 yuan bill, and handed it to the boy who was abandoned by his brother: "Okay, go and buy delicious food by yourself, don't hang out by yourself, go home early .”

Haozai knew that brother Qiao Wen could make money now, so he took the money happily and said, "Are you going to find brother?"

Qiao Wen nodded: "I'll go and watch him, lest he get drunk and make trouble."

Hao Zai deeply agrees: "That's right, my brother is really annoying when he drinks, he has pulled my hair out several times."

When Qiao Wen arrived at Xingtiandi, it was past eight o'clock, and the bar was already bustling.

Bars in this era are mainly aimed at foreigners and white-collar workers and above, and Star World is quite high-end, and the people who can come here to spend are naturally not ordinary people.

Chen Jianan also came here to spend extravagantly in order to bring the brothers from the slums to see the world.

When Qiao Wen found someone, seven or eight guys had already sat in a big booth and had a drink.

"Brother Nan!" Qiao Wen said loudly amidst the loud music.

Chen Jianan raised his head and grinned. Under the blurred light, his cheeks were obviously flushed from alcohol. He moved away to make room for Qiao Wen: "Little Qiao, are you here? Come and sit down."

Qiao Wen walked over and sat down next to him. Seeing several empty wine bottles on the table, he glanced at some ponies who were obviously drunk, and asked with a frown, "How much have you drunk?"

Chen Jianan hiccupped, picked up the glass and said, "No...not much, I can still drink."

Qiao Wen was afraid that when he got home later, he might not be able to deal with the drunk guy, so he took the glass away from his hand: "Okay, don't drink any more, I'll call you a glass of milk for you."

He reached out to summon the waiter.

The waiter came over with a tray and nodded to him: "Wait a moment!"

Then he walked to the opposite booth, put the wine bottles on the tray on the table, took out the corkscrew to open the wine, and poured a glass for the four guests in the booth.

Those four people are two Chinese and two ghosts. The ghosts can't tell their identities, but the two Chinese young men are wearing expensive shirts and wearing famous watches. They look like rich men and speak fluently. English.

Qiao Wenwen didn't care either. Nearly 20.00% of the foreigners in Hong Kong City, and the remaining 80.00% have a lot of yellow-skinned and white-hearted second devils, especially the upper class, most of them live a Western-style life.

It's just that when the waiter was pouring the wine, he accidentally spilled a little on the leather shoes of the blond ghost next to him.

The blond ghost immediately cursed loudly in substandard Chinese: "Little boy! Do you have eyes?"

Qiao Wen frowned.

The waiter was so frightened that he apologized again and again, and quickly squatted down, took out a handkerchief and prepared to wipe it for the other party.However, the ghost shrank his feet back and said with a smile: "Wait, lick me clean, or you will pay me a pair of shoes."

Qiao Wen's eyes fell on his leather shoes. Although the brand could not be discerned, they did seem to be of great value.However, it was just a few drops of wine, the ghost was clearly trying to embarrass the little waiter on purpose.

The waiter was trembling with anger, stood up abruptly and said, "Don't go too far!"

Gui Lao's Chinese friend smirked and said, "Do you know how much Mr. Vincent's pair of shoes cost? You can't afford to sell them. Let you lick them clean to save face."

These people clearly take pleasure in humiliating people.

The waiter was angry and scared. In this city, ordinary people can't afford to offend a ghost, let alone this kind of ghost with a certain status.But it was obviously impossible for him to lick someone's shoes, so he turned around and left.

However, as soon as he took a step, he was tripped by the long legs stretched out by the ghost. Because he was unprepared, he fell face-down to the ground. Fortunately, there was a carpet, so he was not injured.

He was about to get up when the foreigner kicked his ass again, and then the four people at the table laughed loudly.

Qiao Wen couldn't stand it anymore, and was about to get up to help the waiter get up, when a figure who was faster than him had already rushed out from beside him.

Chen Jianan didn't go to help the waiter, but punched the grinning face of the ghost hard, knocking him down on the sofa, nosebleeds gushing out.

He spat harshly, and said with his tongue out, "Who the hell are you calling a brat?"

Screams erupted in the bar.

The Chinese in the booth yelled, "I've been beaten! Call the police!"

Relying on his drunkenness, Chen Jianan didn't care where he was, after beating up the ghost, he went to beat up the remaining three.Seeing that something was going to happen, Qiao Wen hurriedly asked his brothers to fight, but when a few horse boys who were also drunk stopped him, the faces of the four people on the opposite side were all blooming.

At the same time, two foreign policemen rushed in, saw the situation, and fired a shot at the ceiling.

The most arrogant Chinese youth just now saw this and hurriedly said: "My uncle is Inspector Hung, quickly arrest this beating guy, I will let him go to jail to the end."

Although Chen Jianan was not completely drunk, he was not lightly drunk, and his body was not under control.In fact, even if he is still awake, it is impossible to resist the arrest of the police, because they are not in the Kowloon Walled City, which is outside the law.

The group of people was taken to the police station in this way. After making a brief statement, Qiao Wen and a few boys were released. Chen Jianan, who beat the man, was already locked up in the police station, waiting for follow-up processing.

In the police station, he saw how those four people were treated preferentially, and then he realized that the two ghosts really had a lot of status, and the man who claimed that his uncle was Inspector Hong was Peter Wang, and he was indeed Chief Inspector Hong Mingzhang of Jiulonghua. dear nephew.

Wang Peter, who came out of the police station with cotton stuffed in his nostrils, spat at Qiao Wen who was waiting on the side of the road before getting into his car, and said, "I won't let your friend be locked up for a year or so. Don't believe in the king."

The ponies spat at the rear of the car together, and asked nervously, "Ah Wen, what should we do?"

Qiao Wen rubbed his forehead with a bit of a headache, sighed and said, "It's good to let Brother Nan improve his memory this time, and let him know that the outside is not the Kowloon Walled City, and it's not a place where you can use your fists."

In this bustling and hierarchical colonial metropolis, fists can't solve everything, because there are laws.Of course, in this era, besides the law, the most important thing is power and wealth.