Siheyuan: Survival Guide for Courtyard No. 95

It was pitch black inside the factory, and Zhao Shanhe could only barely see the factory buildings and roads with the help of a little moonlight. However, he had patience and time, and every workshop he passed by was like one that had been gnawed by army ants, leaving not even a nail behind.

The only regret was that Zhao Shanhe couldn’t understand what the machines in this factory were used for. After collecting machines from more than ten workshops in one go, he finally arrived at a room that looked like a warehouse.

Huge boxes were neatly arranged. Zhao Shanhe guessed that these boxes should be the rolling mills that Boss Liu was going to sell to them. He opened the lid of a box with force, and a new machine with a metallic luster appeared in front of him. Without saying a word, he put it directly into the static space of the small world.

It was already 1: in the morning by the time they finished walking around the entire factory. At this time in the Liu Steel Factory, even if a rat came, it would have to leave crying, because Zhao Shanhe had looted so ruthlessly that even the tables, chairs and benches were not spared.

Seeing that his goal was achieved and there was nothing worth lingering here, he climbed over the wall and left the factory again, ready to run all the way back. But when he saw the factory next door, he thought it would be a bit of a loss to just take over an empty factory since he had come all the way here.

People say that if you want to sing, you can sing, and sing loudly, so it is only right for me to do what I want to do.

When he came here, he saw that there was a factory next door that sold copper wires and copper plates. Zhao Shanhe followed suit and climbed over the wall to go in. Although he didn't know whether these machines were useful or not, he still understood that copper was more valuable than iron. He bought all the machines, raw materials and finished products. After finishing this factory, there was still the factory next door waiting to be visited.

Zhao Shanhe worked until 4 a.m. and had already marked out four factories. As for whether the owners of these factories were good or bad, he didn't intend to ask. As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together. Since he was so close to Fatty Liu's factory, he must not be a good person, right?

He returned along the same route, and when he arrived at the dock, he found that the boat that brought him here was still at the seaside.

It seems that the money for this meal is not so easy to earn. He jumped on the boat again and handed over a dollar. The boat owner was very happy to see that it was him and started the boat without Zhao Shanhe's instructions.

When he returned to the hotel, even the doorman had changed shifts. Zhao Shanhe showed his room key and entered the hotel. After arriving at the room, he lay down on the bed. He needed to have a good sleep. He was exhausted after tossing and turning all night.

At this moment, he was extremely envious of those travelers who could teleport and fly. They could be teleported back in a "whoosh", but he had to run more than ten kilometers here. The gap between the systems was too big. If he had known earlier, he should have grabbed 9527 and not let him go. This matter would not be over until he was bald.

After only a few hours of sleep, he was woken up by Lou Xiao'e.

"Shanhe, my father called back and said the steel mill wants to buy back the machine at any price. It looks like we'll just have to be ripped off by that fat guy this time."

Zhao Shanhe chuckled, his face full of sinisterness.

"Ezi, don't rush this matter. Go inform your eldest brother later and ask him to find out if there are other people selling steel rolling mills in Xiangdao. If we go to find that fat man now, won't we be slaughtered?

They say that people who come to your door are not good business. No matter how anxious you are, you can wait for a day or two. "

Lou Xiao'e felt that what Zhao Shanhe said made some sense, so she nodded in agreement, got up and called his elder brother.

Zhao Shanhe was almost asleep, so he said goodbye to Lou Xiaoe and went out. He planned to go shopping in the nearby shops and buy some Hong Kong specialties.

When I got to the first floor and was about to ask the waiter if there were any specialty shops nearby, I heard someone shouting from the direction of the door.

"It's him, sir, don't let him get away."

Zhao Shanhe felt the voice was familiar, and when he turned around, he saw that it was Fatty Liu. At this time, Boss Liu no longer had the arrogance of yesterday, and was accompanied by several Hong Kong Island police officers.

They are called policemen, but these guys don't have the slightest heroic spirit or murderous aura. If it weren't for their skin, people would believe they were gangsters. This was the characteristic of the Four Inspectors era. It would be strange if the policemen could behave like human beings when they shared the black money with the gangsters.

Under the guidance of Fatty Liu, several Hong Kong policemen quickly approached Zhao Shanhe, putting their hands on their holsters as they walked.

"Sir, someone has accused you of stealing other people's factory facilities. Please come back with us to assist in the investigation."

Zhao Shanhe originally thought that the other party would say something like the same procedural declaration as on TV, something like I am so-and-so from group XX, you can remain silent now, but everything you say will be used as evidence in court, but now it seems that these policemen are too amateurish, right? Or is this a popular saying in Hong Kong now?

Little did he know that these policemen changed their attitudes because of his attire. If it were an ordinary person, he would have drawn his gun long ago. Moreover, this is the Peninsula Hotel, and only truly wealthy people can stay here. The police were also afraid of getting into trouble that they could not solve.

Just like what Yu Guangrong said: Just a few hundred dollars a month, why are you risking your life?

Zhao Shanhe didn't expect Fatty Liu to come so quickly, but he was not afraid of the other party's accusation at all. If the police had evidence, they would arrest people directly. If they asked him to cooperate with the investigation, they could only say that the other party had no evidence.

He did not hide the fact that he could speak Cantonese and replied to the police.

"Officers, the person you mentioned identifying me must be Boss Liu, right?

I only met him once yesterday, and we had some disagreements on business, and he comes to accuse me, and you believe it?

So can I accuse him of wanting to hire someone to kill someone now?

Every minute of my time is precious. I don't have time to play with him. You are working with taxpayers' money. You can't just do whatever he says, right?

Please figure this out first."

After hearing what Zhao Shanhe said, the policemen looked at each other in bewilderment. Early in the morning, Fatty Liu reported that his factory had been completely emptied out, and their superior sent them to check it out. After a tour of the factory, they concluded that it was a gang crime. If there weren't so many people, it would take several days to completely empty out such a large factory.

The only clue Fatty Liu gave them was that someone from the mainland wanted to buy the machines from his factory. He was not stupid, so he did not dare to tell them that the other party wanted to buy the blocked new steel rolling mill, otherwise he would be the first to die.

The police originally wanted to take Zhao Shanhe back for interrogation, but now they saw that Zhao Shanhe was handsome and was staying at the Peninsula Hotel, so he didn't look like a criminal at all.

"Boss Liu, are you sure this person is the one who took away all the things in your factory?"

Boss Liu was also a little hesitant at this time. It was really that Zhao Shanhe disguised himself too well. There was no fear or timidity on his face, and he chatted with the police in a reasonable manner.

But when he thought about the miserable situation in his own factory, he really couldn't understand who would do that to him. Those machines were not something that could be eaten or looked at. Could it be the Lou family?

The worst thing about things is imagination. Boss Liu imagined several answers for his factory in an instant.