Siheyuan, I want to lie down but I become a tool

Ah Zhi hesitated for a long time before coming over and whispering:

"Be careful. If you have somewhere to go, leave early to avoid getting into trouble."

"I also want to leave quickly. Can you help me ask how long it will take to get the permit? After all, he is your second uncle's buddy."

After spending two days at the fruit stall without leaving the house, Zhang Xingwang successfully obtained his identity certificate. Apparently because he was seeking refuge there, the certificate was written as Li Xingwang, in both Chinese and English, without even a photo.

Even though the surname had been changed, the waiter didn't want to explain. He muttered for a long time, deducted the expenses for food and accommodation, and then gave Li Xingwang a small amount of money and urged him to leave quickly.

Zhang Xingwang didn't mind this. After sleeping for two days, he felt that his bones were almost rusted. It was a great deal for him to spend a little money to buy an identity.

After taking a look at the banknotes in his hand, Zhang Xingwang felt a little depressed. It was less than 50 yuan, which was much less than he had imagined. It was obvious that this guy had cheated him a lot. But he didn't care about such a small matter. After all, this guy had saved him a lot of trouble.

After saying goodbye to Azhi, Zhang Xingwang set off alone. He asked for the direction of the station, found a restaurant to have a good meal, and asked the boss about the prices here.

I didn't expect that the situation here is similar to that in the mainland. The average worker earns about 30 yuan a month. Although the purchasing power is similar to that in the mainland, the Hong Kong dollar is much more valuable than the crude oil banknote.

Since China exports very little and needs to import so much, it has always been open to foreign exchange. The Hong Kong dollar is directly pegged to the U.S. dollar, making it convenient for transit.

Zhang Xingwang felt that there was a way to deal with foreign exchange. While making money for himself, he could also reduce the burden on the country. It was a win-win deal. However, he had not yet figured out how to make money, and the exchange was too difficult. But if he thought about it carefully, there was still room for maneuver. If operated properly, it would not be impossible to go back and forth.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xingwang smiled unconsciously, and without hesitation changed the mission from visiting relatives to a noble action. Thinking about his own military strength, he might have to rob the rich and help the poor, so he silently codenamed this action, calling it the "Homelander Plan"...

After enjoying the pleasure of eating whatever he wanted, Zhang Xingwang found a newsstand and asked the owner where he could find last year's newspaper. This was also what he had agreed with Sha Gezi, asking her to put a missing person notice in the newspaper after she settled down. Otherwise, Hong Kong Island is so big and he was unfamiliar with the place, and it would probably take two or three months before he would even know who to ask.

The boss was also a smart man. He probably knew from his accent that the man was visiting relatives and expressed his willingness to help, but he really didn’t do that like last year.

After all, newspapers are all about effectiveness, so he had to try his luck at the printing factory. After thanking the boss, Zhang Xingwang inquired about the location and prepared to go to the nearest printing factory to try his luck.

During the trip, he bought two sets of clothes to change into, which helped him block the gazes of passers-by who thought, "This stupid boy from the mainland is so bold." Unfortunately, he was still stopped by the police and his ID card was checked twice.

People here dress very differently. The young people look very fashionable, and there are many girls wearing high heels and decent clothes. In a weather of over 20 degrees, there are even girls wearing shorts. I wonder if they will be cold at night.

But they do dress very nostalgically when they get older, and most of them are skinny with bad legs and feet. You can tell from looking at them that they suffered a lot when they were young.

The printing factory was not far away. Zhang Xingwang took the bus for two stops, got off the bus and found it by following the signs.

The gatekeeper was an old man. I was a professional in dealing with old men like Zhang Xingwang. A cigarette and a few words made him open up and start reminiscing about his youth. He also said righteously that he also moved here when he was young.

After hearing the purpose of Zhang Xingwang's visit, he turned around and went into the factory, saying that everyone inside gave him face. After a while, an old man with a nod and a bow came in with a middle-aged man.

The other party looked very reluctant. After Zhang Xingwang greeted him, he took out ten yuan and shook it, saying that he wanted one of each. The middle-aged man immediately put on a smiling face like a manager, saying that he liked helping others the most and asked Zhang Xingwang to give him a little time.

He turned around and called over two of his younger brothers, and half an hour later, Zhang Xingwang found what he wanted.

The missing person notice reads "I have blocked my memory of you and my longing for you." The address is a residence in Kwai Tsing District, but it doesn't look like they are looking for someone. They don't even have a phone number. It looks like a joke, but such outrageous information has never stopped. The last one was posted... today...

Zhang Xingwang looked at the newspaper that appeared first after paying the money, and quietly lit a cigarette without saying anything for a long time. The silly girl was indeed a... artistic young woman. Suddenly, he felt mixed emotions in his heart, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. God knows what this brain-filling freak had experienced...

Looking at the twenty or so yuan left in his hand, Zhang Xingwang casually put the newspaper into the space and walked towards the station without looking back.

Sitting on the double-decker bus for transfer, Zhang Xingwang looked at the tall buildings outside, as if he saw the mainland in the 90s. The pedestrians passing by on the street were dressed differently, as if he had walked into a movie set. Hong Kong is indeed a prosperous place, at least forty or fifty years ahead of the inland.

After getting off the bus, Zhang Xingwang did not go directly to the address, but found a hotel nearby. After checking in a room, he found a shopping mall and went in to exchange some money and go shopping.

The gold shop was easy to find, on the first floor of the shopping mall. I chose a larger, old-established shop and exchanged a small yellow croaker for 300 Hong Kong dollars.

The guy said his stuff was not pure and that was the price. Zhang Xingwang didn't care and went in to spend some money. The stuff here was much more fashionable than in Yuen Long. He also got a neat haircut. Looking at himself in the mirror, Zhang Xingwang nodded with satisfaction and then had a big meal.

It was already past eight o'clock in the evening when he returned to the hotel. Hong Kong seems a little tight on the outside but loose on the inside. The police officers on duty heard his accent and didn't even ask him about it. There were many people with accents from other places in the mall, and even many foreign faces. Zhang Xingwang found that English was much more useful than the Cantonese he had practiced hard.

After resting for a while, Zhang Xingwang went out. Looking at the brightly lit streets outside, he still felt a little uncomfortable. The population density here was very high, and it looked almost like the best place in the world.

Almost all the people outside were young people. There were policemen patrolling in places with heavy traffic. Various vintage cars were shuttling back and forth. There were also many mobile vendors. In the dark corners were some young men squatting. The flickering lights and their arrogant expressions made it look quite real.