Hong Kong Island Old Events

Zhang Haiyang counted out 24,000 Hong Kong dollars in the closet, folded them into a pile and handed them to He Dingxian: "Twenty-four thousand dollars, not a penny more, not a penny less!"

"Refreshing!" He Dingxian was about to take the Hong Kong dollars, but Zhang Haiyang took the money back, stared at him and said: "Pay the money with one hand, and deliver the goods with the other."

"It should be." He Dingxian was not angry and smiled.

Zhang Haiyang picked up a suit jacket behind the door, put the jacket on his body and stuffed the money into his pocket. He turned to tell his wife: "Go out to discuss a business deal and then come back. You and your children will have dinner first."

He Dingxian nodded to the delicate Mrs. Zhang, then left the house with Zhang Haiyang, called a rickshaw and rushed to North Point.

North Point Pier.

Zhang Haiyang stood on the shore with one hand in his bag and looked at the sea: "If there is no cargo on this ferry, the business will be cancelled."

"no problem."

He Dingxian calculated the time, and it was almost the same boat, unless something happened on the way... Sure enough, as soon as the small ferry arrived at the berth, a resolute-looking young man with a sweat towel on his shoulders ran off the bow and hurried to the shore. The two people bowed and nodded: "Boss He!"

"This is Manager Zhang from Shaw Brothers Theatre. Just give the goods to him." He Dingxian said aloud, and Ni Kun immediately agreed: "Okay, I'll come right away."

He turned back and whistled to the ship, and five dark-skinned coachmen with sweat towels wrapped around their foreheads began to move cartons, one by one from the stern to the bow. Each carton contained an old-style projector, and even Still wrapped in foam.

He Dingxian waited until the goods were neatly arranged, then asked people to open the cartons one by one, and then distributed cigarettes to the drivers.

"Huh!" He lit one himself, took a deep breath and blew out the smoke, letting the sea breeze blow away the smell of smoke, and asked aloud: "Does Manager Zhang want to inspect the goods?"

Zhang Haiyang chuckled and said: "Hey, how do you inspect the goods when they are placed on the dock? But I see that the cartons and foam have English labels. It seems that they are imported goods from overseas. I trust you once. If there is something wrong with the machine, I will come back. Looking for you."

He walked around the box to make sure it was genuine goods from an old brand, and handed the 24,000 Hong Kong dollars to the seller.

He Dingxian took the thick stack of Hong Kong dollars. He had just given away 10,000 Hong Kong dollars before he arrived, and in the blink of an eye he had earned back another 10,000 Hong Kong dollars.

"Leave these rickshaw drivers to me and deliver the goods to the theater warehouse for me." The projector must be sold in the theater to be more guaranteed.

Seeing you moving out of the basement of your home is the same as seeing you moving out of a theater warehouse. Even if it is gathering dust in a theater warehouse, it is still a treasure.

Many products require attention to the sales environment.

He Dingxian shook his head: "My brother has been working hard for a long time. There is a coachman next to the pier who can call him. Do you want to call him for you?"

If the goods are sent all the way to the theater warehouse, he will be responsible for anything that happens on the way. The Kowloon rickshaw driver is not familiar with Central.

Manager Zhang shook his head when he heard this: "Forget it, see you later, Boss He."

He glanced sideways at He Dingxian, and He Dingxian smiled: "We will work together again if we have the opportunity."

He Dingxian did not wait for Zhang Haiyang to take the goods away, and took Ni Kun and others to get on the ferry again. When the ferry departed, more than a dozen projectors were picked up. Manager Zhang, who was very economical, had to pay for the fare. He Dingxian While sitting on the boat, he took out five 20-yuan Hong Kong dollars and gave them to Ni Kun as a tip: "You have done something good for me, take it and share it with the brothers."

Ni Kun waved his hand anxiously and refused: "Boss He, you value us by asking us to work with you. We have already given you enough money for the car before, and we must not take any more money."

The five interested coachmen next to them also shook their heads: "No, I've already paid the fare."

He Dingxian smiled and said: "There is no reason to take back the money I took out. If you think the car payment is enough, I will throw the money into the sea later. In short, I will give you the money. You can decide what to do with it."

"This..." The coachmen's eyes exchanged back and forth. Ni Kun couldn't resist, so he took the banknote with both hands and bowed repeatedly: "Thank you, Boss He, thank you, Boss..."

He gave the money to each of his brothers, except for the one he was given less. He Dingxian sat on a chair, with the sea blowing on his face, squinting his eyes slightly, but he could clearly see what Ni Kun was doing.

"good."

After He Dingxian returned to the rental house on Shanghai Street, he acted like a normal person. No matter what Lardboy asked, he kept his mouth shut and didn't miss a word.

After dinner, I took a leisurely trip to the medical clinic on Tin Hau Street and sealed a red envelope for each of the eight injured brothers. Each red envelope contained a thousand Hong Kong dollars.

Wu Shijie pinched the thick red envelope and was satisfied. He turned back to look at the boss Wu Shihao. He saw Wu Shihao with a calm face, accepted the red envelope and said: "Thank you, boss."

"thank you boss."

Wu Shijie and others all thanked him.

This red envelope is very generous.

Moreover, all the ten fellow villagers who took action were injured, and all of them had to pay money. Two people were beheaded to death on the spot. As usual, they had to pay housing expenses for the two people.

Of course, He Dingxian did not take any action and ordered them to take action. If you are thick-skinned, you can skip the money. If you are embarrassed, you can give less. If you pay the settling-in fee at the market price, you will definitely be considered a good boss!

What's more, I also paid extra for medical expenses, but the God of Wealth just gave me money, and I also made money from the medical expenses, so I don't feel bad.

"Why, do you think you have too little money?" He Dingxian couldn't help but wonder when he saw Wu Shihao's dark face. Wu Shihao shook his head: "No, it's a pity that the policeman with the gun was not killed."

"Haha, if you kill him, I won't be able to thank you." He Dingxian stared at him and said, "Instead, I have to arrest you."

Wu Shihao said indifferently: "I don't care how I die, I only care about how I live. That policeman looks down on me from the bottom of his heart."

He Dingxian let out a long sigh: "What a shame, he is Detective Hua's cousin. He looks down on everyone who is lower than Detective Hua. This is not directed at you, but also at me!"

"Let's not talk about it anymore. What do you think? Three people dare to rush in and start a movie with a dozen people from Dongguan Gang."

Wu Shihao said without changing his expression: "There are ten of us! And what about the Dongguan Gang? We have to fight them to see if we can fight them."

"That's enough!" He Dingxian gave a thumbs up: "Don't worry, each of the two people who died will have 2,000 yuan to settle down."

"Sorry, life is the price, I can't give more."

Wu Shihao's eyes were complicated. He held a wooden board under his arm and held a cigarette between his fingertips. He nodded heavily: "I understand, the lives of Chinese people in Hong Kong are cheap, at this price."

"Whether life is precious or cheap is not determined by birth. Live with value and you will win." He Dingxian rubbed a match and came forward to light it for him. He blew the match away with a wave of his hand and said: "For example, if you are in my heart, you will win." price goes up!"

"From now on, all the brothers in the five movie stores will be under your control. The land around the movie stores will all be worked on by the brothers and their families. The lardboy will only be responsible for keeping accounts. At a salary of two hundred yuan a month, I will promote you to the position of deputy manager!"

"What do you want?" He smiled.

Before Wu Shihao could respond, Wu Shijie jumped up and bowed repeatedly and shouted: "Thank you, Boss He, thank you, Boss He."

Wu Shihao's eyes first showed unbelievable surprise, and then showed gratitude for being promoted. He nodded and said: "Thank you, boss."

He knew that he owed He Dingxian a little more.

"It's rare for a thousand-mile horse to meet a bole, and it's rare for a hero to meet a wise master." Looking at Wu Shihao's appearance, Lardboy felt admiration in his heart: "I never thought that he could really stand up on his own!"