MTL - Rebirth: Rising Hong Kong-Chapter 5 start to get rich
Fortune Pawnshop-----
There is a couplet on the door: "On that day, don't have a good conscience; you want gold and silver, but don't have a black heart!"
Wearing reading glasses, Lao Chaofeng took a magnifying glass through the small window and carefully looked at the diamond-studded Rolex gold watch in his hand.
Shi Zhijian looked calm.
Silly Qiang had an excited look on his face. He never expected that A Jian, who had never shown himself in the mountains, would have such a brilliant thousand skills. In front of everyone, he "smoothed" the loud and powerful Rolex over. Two words, amazing !
After studying for a long time, Lao Chao Fengcai shouted: "Eighty percent of the new ordinary Rolex is worth 5,000 yuan!"
"Did you make a mistake, what is an ordinary Rolex? It's diamond-encrusted!" Shaoqiang became anxious and shouted at Lao Chaofeng, "I bought it for tens of thousands of dollars, and you give it 5,000 yuan to steal the money!"
Lao Chaofeng smiled slightly, returned the gold watch, and said coldly, "Good or bad, I know of course, it's up to you to decide!"
"Of course it's not right, you're blind and don't know the goods!"
Before the silly words could be finished, Shi Zhijian pushed the gold watch to the window, "Dang it!"
Lao Chaofeng gave Shi Zhijian a surprised look, "You really decided to be 5,000? Aren't you afraid that I will trick you?"
Shi Zhijian smiled, "If you open the door to do business, even if you pit me, you will pit me once, but if you pit me once, your reputation will stink, and in the end, you can only pit yourself!"
Lao Chaofeng smiled, "That makes sense, so let's see, I can get this watch from Temple Street 8,000. If you don't redeem it, I'll give you an extra 1,000, totaling 6,000!"
"No votes!" Shi Zhijian was very straightforward.
Lao Chaofeng laughed and shouted again: "90% of the new high-end Rolex is one piece! Damn it, don't vote! A total of 6,000 yuan!"
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"Ajian, we must have been deceived. That dead old man clearly bullied us and didn't know the goods. The tens of thousands of gold Rolexes were only given 6,000!"
"This time it's miserable, you don't even ask for a ticket, what if the big hero comes after him? He'll hack us to death!"
"I think it's better to pay back the money and get the gold watch back, so it's safer!"
The more Si Qiang thought about it, the more afraid he became. He had never seen so much money in his life. He only felt that Shi Zhijian had done too much.
Shi Zhijian ignored his thoughts, thinking that the money in his hand was simply not enough.
6,000 Hong Kong dollars to go to the racecourse, even if you win, you can earn tens of thousands at most. If you want to earn 100,000 or 200,000 all at once, it is simply impossible!
He didn't want to miss out on such a good opportunity to bet on horses, and he didn't want to make a small profit, unless he played a big game and tried to make money first and then bet!
Thinking of this, Shi Zhijian had a bold plan in his mind.
So, Shi Zhijian beckoned for a rickshaw.
The rickshaw stopped, took the white handkerchief around his neck and flicked the seat, and then let Shi Zhijian get in the car.
Shi Zhijian got into the car, and when he saw that Sha Qiang was still muttering, he said, "Why are you still standing there, you don't want to be hacked to death by Da Xiong's people, hurry up and get in the car!"
Xiao Qiang was startled when he heard this, so he hurriedly jumped into the car and asked, "Where are you going?"
Shi Zhijian did not answer him, but said to the rickshaw driver, "Excuse me, go to the best dress shop in Mong Kok!"
"Hao Le, guest officer, sit tight!" The driver grinned and put a white handkerchief around his neck. The wheel of the car spun around in place, the spokes squeaked softly, and the two of them ran towards Mong Kok.
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In Hong Kong in the 1960s, the world's top famous brands just landed in Hong Kong. Those with a little money who wanted to wear foreign clothes had to go to Guilao's dress shop to order them. Later, some local tailors in Hong Kong also opened dress shops. The biggest one is "Zhang Huohai"!
In this era, "Zhang Huohai" is the representative of the suit brand. Many rich people like to tailor their clothes here.
And Zhang Huohai himself relies on this craft to support his whole family, including the young and old, and the future king of Hong Kong "Zhang Guorong"!
Mong Kok business district----
Shi Zhijian took Shaqiang into the "Zhanghuo Marine Clothing Store".
The store displays a variety of men's and women's dresses. According to the store's regulations, customers can choose at will according to the style on the model. After choosing the style, select the fabric, and finally determine the size and then order.
Silly Qiang tried his best to sniff his nose. The shop was full of feminine perfume, which smelled very good.
Shi Zhijian directly asked the boss if there were ready-to-wear garments for sale.
The boss answered no directly, and emphasized again: "Our shop only makes tailor-made clothes, all hand-sewn. Your Excellency may not know, I even made clothes for Hollywood star 'Gary Glatter'."
Shi Zhijian took out 100 directly, "This is considered an expedited fee, do you have ready-made clothes?"
Without saying a word, Zhang Huohai took out a white suit from the inner room, "Sir, you're lucky, this suit is worth one thousand and fourteen. The customer paid the deposit and hasn't picked it up yet. If you don't mind, you can try it!"
Shi Zhijian's body is tall and straight, with a natural clothes rack and a white suit, he immediately looks more handsome and extraordinary.
"It's so appropriate!" The boss applauded and wondered if Shi Zhijian was a disguised boy in Hong Kong. He was so heroic.
Silly Qiang's mouth twitched, because this suit Shi Zhijian cost 1,500 yuan!
Shi Zhijian immediately picked out a brown crocodile leather wallet, which was soft and easy to handle, put the money in it, and put it in his arms.
"Sir, do you still want the changed clothes? I'll help you put them on?" the boss asked.
"No need, donate to a nearby Christian charity!" Shi Zhijian sorted out his tie, the sky blue one, which he didn't like very much.
"Why not? You can still wear it!" Shi Qiang said hurriedly.
Shi Zhijian glared at him.
"Cough, then donate, we don't miss this amount of money!"
For Shao Qiang, Shi Zhijian is not a noble son, but a downright prodigal!
Leaving the dress shop, Shi Zhijian took a stance, put his left thumb in the vest pocket of his suit, raised his chin slightly, and told silly Qiang: "From now on, don't call me Ah Jian, call me Shi Gongzi!"
"You are Ah Jian. When did you become Master Shi?"
"Apart from egg fried rice, what else do you want to eat?" Shi Zhijian threatened and lured.
"Sugar cane!" Silly Qiang licked his mouth and glanced at the roadside fruit stand.
"Then what's my name now?"
"Master Shi!"
"clever!"
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Two thirty in the afternoon.
Shi Zhijian, dressed in the appearance of a noble boy, took the rickshaw to the Shatian Racecourse this time with a silly boy who acted as a sidekick.
Sha Tin Racecourse has always been a paradise for Hong Kong adventurers and a holy place for countless gamblers.
Today is the official horse racing day, and the entire Sha Tin Racecourse is already crowded with people.
Shi Zhijian took the fool and squeezed the crowd into the racecourse, and when he looked around, all the heads were covered in darkness.
"Wow, it's so lively here!" Silly Qiang gnawed on half of the sugar cane, looking excited.
Silly Qiang has been working as a coolie at the pier. At most, he drinks and fights with people. The money he earns is not enough for him to eat and drink. Of course, he has no money to come here to bet on horses. It was the first time he came here, and he was very excited.
Shi Zhijian is not like him, who has never seen the world. He stands out in a white suit.
"Sir, buy a pack of cigarettes!" A little girl with disheveled hair hung a rope around her neck, and the rope was tied to a square tray on which various cigarettes were placed.
There are many such children in Hong Kong. They are basically twelve or thirteen-year-old children. Most of them are girls. They wear clogs and short hexagrams. They carry cigarettes and sell them everywhere. They are called "cigarette girls".
"How much is a cigar?" Shi Zhijian glanced at the cigarettes on display. There were "Lucky", "Three-Five", and "Marlboro", the most expensive of which was "Cigar", but it was not the best "Cuban Cigar". ”, but the so-called “cigars of the common people”, which come from private workshops, are made rough, and the tobacco leaves are cheap, even so, ordinary people cannot afford to smoke them.
"Eight dollars a piece!" The little girl raised her head and blinked her bright eyes.
"Here's one!" Shi Zhijian took out ten yuan and handed it over, "It's more a tip!"
"Thank you sir, thank you!" The little girl hurriedly nodded her thanks.
With so many cigarettes, she can only smoke one or two cents for each box she sells, but Shi Zhijian gave two tips for buying a cigar.
"Sir, I'll give you a box of matches!" The little girl is also very good at business.
In this era, Hong Kong has neither local cigarettes nor local matches, whether it is cigarettes or matches, either from the UK or from Portugal.
The matches are basically all in English. The pattern is a man holding a javelin and stabbing a tiger. The sign is called "Thorn Tiger". Shi Zhijian opened it and took out one, bit the cigar and lit it, and then turned off the match. Only then did he start looking around. .
The auditorium of the entire racecourse is divided into two areas. The largest area of UU reading www.uukanshu.com is the general horse fans. Everyone squeezes together and sweats.
The other area is on the second floor of the racecourse. It is condescending and you can watch the game more clearly, but it is the place of the rich people.
Of course, none of these are important. The important thing is that there is a service on the second floor that the general auditorium does not have, and that is "bank loan".
Usually, in the ordinary auditorium, people can only borrow money at usury, and the vampires who lend money in Hong Kong are staring at the fat like flies.
Those big banks disdain to compete with these vampires for profit, their target group is those rich people on the second floor.
Rich people who gamble on horses rarely bring cash. Even if they do, what if they still want to gamble after losing everything? Just borrow money directly from the bank. This loan is at least tens of thousands. It's like those poor ghosts who only borrow dozens or hundreds of dollars at a time.
Shi Zhijian has 6,000 Hong Kong dollars on his body. Excluding the previous expenses, there are almost more than 4,000 yuan. For Shi Zhijian, these costs are too little. If you want to play big tickets, you can only go to the second floor to make money.
Do it if you think of it!
Shi Zhijian and Sha Qiang walked directly to the VIP area on the second floor.
Silly Qiang is still confused-----
"Ajian, what are we doing?"
"Ajian, we're not going to the second floor, are we?"
"Ajian, someone is guarding there!"
"Call me Master Shi!" Shi Zhijian corrected.
"Yes, Master Shi!"
Silly Qiang only felt that today's Shi Zhijian was not the same as before. Whether he was a person or doing things, he was puzzled.
