In 1990, I drove a taxi in Xiangjiang

Chapter 3

"Bye bye!"

Looking at his sister who bent over to wave goodbye to him, Shao Xiangbei also waved out the window.In the end, it was not until Shao Yuru entered the gate of the middle school with her schoolbag on her back that Shao Xiangbei shifted the gear, kicked the accelerator and drove the car away from the gate of Carmel Middle School.

Shao Xiangbei originally wanted to go to the Guangji car rental company in Causeway Bay to collect yesterday's reward.But I met a passenger on the road, and in order to open up business today, I had to pick up the customer and go to Mong Kok.After carrying a few more waves of guests, I received two guests who stopped by Causeway Bay.

I drove into the parking lot of Guangji Automobile.

Guangji Automobile Co., Ltd. is the largest car rental company in Causeway Bay.There are some family models parked in the parking lot, as well as many luxury cars and sports cars, including Rolls and Mercedes.

In fact, taxis in Hong Kong are controlled by Hong Kong taxi companies.But taxi drivers like Shao Xiangbei will also connect with some car rental companies. This way, not only do they not have to travel all day long, but their wages are better than driving for a taxi.

Shao Xiangbei greeted the dealer's salesperson and went straight to the manager's office.

"It's good for Xiao Bei to see that you're fine!"

Fang Yongan is the general manager of Guangji Automobile Co., Ltd., and also an old neighbor of Shao Xiangbei Temple Street, so he has been taking good care of Shao Xiangbei who drives a taxi.If the car dealership has some high-quality customers who want to hire accompanying drivers, he will basically let Shao go north.

"Uncle Fang, I'm fine, I'm worrying you."

Shao Xiangbei knew that Fang Yongan was really worried about him.

"If something happens to you because of this case, I don't know how to face your sister Xiaoru in the future."

Fang Yong'an stood up from behind the desk, and patted Shao Xiangbei's shoulder who was standing opposite him.

"There is nothing wrong with the person, but the front and rear bumpers of the car are damaged, as well as the paint surface of the car body."

Shao Xiangbei simply told Fang Yongan about the case yesterday.

Listening to Shao Xiangbei's narration, Fang Yong'an clearly knew the danger.

"I will never rent a car to those mainlanders again."

Hearing the remorse in Fang Yongan's tone, Shao Xiangbei said that he was really fine, and naturally knew that it was just Fang Yongan's angry words.The owner of this car rental company is someone else, Fang Yongan is just a professional manager, how can he really do such a thing.

"Not everyone in mainland China is a bad person."

"Uncle Fang help me settle the money from yesterday's case."

Seeing Shao Xiangbei, Fang Yongan could understand himself, and he didn't hesitate to take out 2000 yuan from his wallet and hand it to Shao Xiangbei without any hesitation.

Shao Xiangbei took the money and looked at it.

"Didn't Uncle Fang agree on fifteen hundred yuan?"

"Why did you give me an extra five hundred yuan?"

"The extra five hundred yuan should be your compensation."

Fang Yongan waved his hand very proudly.

"That's not good?"

"I've already told the big boss, besides, the car dealership still has to make money."

Only then did Shao Xiangbei fold the two [-] banknotes and put them in his pants pocket.

"I'll take you to the repair shop in the back and let them fix your car as soon as possible."

Fang Yongan walked around the desk and took Shao Xiangbei out of the office.

There is a special car repair shop behind Guangji Automobile, which is also opened by the owner of Guangji Automobile.

After waiting for more than two hours, all the front and rear bumpers on Shao Xiangbei's car were replaced, and then the damaged paint surface was simply repaired. Basically, there was no problem anymore.

Because Fang Yongan brought it there, the repair shop only charged the cost and a little labor.

Shao paid the money to the north and drove out of the Guangji car dealership.Not long after the car left the dealership, it was stopped by a young man wearing a black jacket.

Shao Xiangbei leaned against the parking lot, and looked up and down at the rather sturdy young man in black jacket in front of him.

The young man in the black jacket opened the rear door and sat in neatly.

"Where are you going, sir?"

Shao Xiangbei asked and pressed the empty car sign.

"Nanjing Street Hele Mahjong Hall."

After speaking, the young man in a black jacket leaned back on the back of the car seat, with his hands folded around his chest.

Shao Xiangbei took a look in the mirror, then put into gear and started.

In the 90s, Hong Kong, especially Yau Ma Tei, Mong Kok, and Sham Shui Po, was very chaotic. Temple Street, where Shao Xiangbei lived, was a well-known slum in Hong Kong.Temple Street and the surrounding fruit bars, Bolan Street and other places are notoriously chaotic.

Hele Mahjong Hall is a gambling stall on Nanjing Street, west of Temple Street.While Xiangjiang’s large and small gambling stalls and mahjong halls are all operated with different prefixes, the Hele Mahjong hall is operated by Heshenghe.

Along the way, both of them were silent in the taxi.

Although Shao Xiangbei is a taxi driver, he doesn't chat with passengers like other taxi drivers.

More than an hour later, Shao Xiangbei's car entered Jordan Road from Nathan Road and then entered Shanghai Street.

After another traffic light, we arrived at Nanjing Street. Shao turned the turn signal to the north, and the car stopped on the side of the road.

"Sir, get off the car here and walk into the alley. The third one to go upstairs is the Hele Mahjong Parlor."

While talking to Shao Xiangbei, he pressed the counter, tore off the receipt and handed it to the young man in the black jacket in the back row.

The young man in the black jacket took the price list, opened the rear door, got out of the car and went outside the cab.

Shao Xiangbei had no choice but to open the windows of the cab and wait for the young man in the black jacket to pay the fare.

Feeling in his trouser pocket with his left hand, the young man in the black jacket reached out and handed money to Shao Xiangbei.

Shao Xiangbei reached out the window to pick it up.

In the next second, the young man in the black jacket grabbed Shao Xiangbei's wrist and pulled him out.

The incident happened suddenly, and Shao Xiangbei was not prepared. His body hit the car door and his head hit the window frame.

Just when Shao Xiangbei was about to resist, the young man in the black jacket spoke up.

"Brother Hao wants to see you, I advise you to be honest."

The voice was very low, but full of threats.

"I don't know Brother Hao!"

Shao Xiangbei clasped the door switch with his left hand, wanting to open the door and bump into the young man in the black jacket.

"I told you to be honest with me."

A low voice rang in Shao Xiangbei's ears, and then his head, which was leaning against the window frame, was pressed against his temple by a hard object wrapped in newspaper.

According to the outline of the hard object, Shao Xiangbei quickly deduced that it was a 54 black star.

"Brother, don't get angry, I'll go with you to see Brother Hao."

Shao Xiangbei raised his left hand in the car door cooperatively as he spoke. He was a little curious about who this Brother Hao was, so he decided not to resist.

The young man in the black jacket opened the door of the driver's cab, and after Shao Xiangbei got off, he stepped back behind Shao Xiangbei.

"Brother, don't be nervous. It's not good to be seen by the police."

Shao Xiangbei closed the car door with his backhand.

"Brother, can you tell me which brother Hao wants to see me?"

"I don't know where I offended you?"

"Why ask so many questions, you will know when you arrive."

"I advise you to be more honest, the dog in my hand doesn't have eyes."

The young man in the black jacket was talking, and the black star under the newspaper hit Shao Xiangbei's back twice.

Shao Xiangbei understood that the dog in the mouth of the young man in the black jacket meant a gun, and it should be a slang term from Xiangjiang.

(End of this chapter)