History of Hong Kong Island

Chapter 19 The Prison of Poverty
"So, Brother Wu owes you a life. Last time you killed someone, you deserved it. You paid more than 1000 yuan. I think these two people can be used with confidence."

"What's more, the Wu brothers didn't do anything evil before. It was after they were trapped in a cell and killed that they became daring and fierce."

"I think the brothers we have received so far are also reliable." Lard Boy said.

In addition, when Wu Shihao was recuperating in the traumatology gym, Lard Boy often visited him and paid for the medical expenses, so he knew Wu Shihao a little bit.

Otherwise, Wu Shihao would not come to sell movie tickets with him, and now selling movie tickets is still a good job for him, and both brothers cherish this job very much.

He Dingxian also nodded and asked: "So, you want to establish a name?"

"Stop being funny!"

Lard boy shouted loudly: "I'm messing with the police, how can I establish a name, and a professional manager shouldn't be a young and Dangerous boy?"

"If Brother Xian gets promoted in the future, I can still work as your rent collector." Lard Boy had a flattering smile on his face: "Isn't that right, Brother Xian?"

He Dingxian shook his head: "Inspector Hua is qualified to match a rent collector. I'm still far away, but I can indeed be a professional manager for me."

"You have this talent." He affirmed Lard Boy's ability, and Lard Boy also let out a smug laugh: "Hehehe, thank you Brother Xian."

"I accepted the Wu Brothers group into the movie store, but I was afraid that other people would step on them, and someone could step up to them at critical times."

"After all, it's impossible for you to guard the entrance of the movie store day and night, and more and more movie stores are opening. I'm afraid that someone will be greedy for business and cause trouble."

He Dingxian nodded: "You heard what Chief Cai said last time. It is indeed possible to defend against one hand, but don't lead Ah Hao and the others astray."

"We're not a mixed society."

Lard Boy nodded and said, "I know, no one would let a rich man go and become a dwarf mule in the mud. By the way, when will Brother Xian give me a raise?"

He Dingxian shook his head with a helpless expression and said, "When the store opens in Yau Ma Tei, your salary will be increased by 200 yuan."

"Thank you Brother Xian!"

Lard Boy shouted flattered.

Ni Kun pulled the cart even harder.

Lardboy finally asked: "I see that the Wu brothers are brave enough to fight hard. Did you train them specially? Maybe there will be a surprise in the future."

He Dingxian got out of the rickshaw and shook his head: "No need, those who are enough for Babi will stand up by themselves, and those who can't stand up will be on the street!"

A real savage doesn't need help.

There's no need for him to show kindness to the Wu brothers. No one knows what kind of people the Wu brothers are. Wouldn't it be even more of a loss if they raised a white-eyed wolf.

Before helping someone, he needs to see the value of the other party. It can be a strong character, a talent, or a strong enough business ability...

In short, he has no habit of giving favors to others. Talented people don't like to owe others favors. If they really want to win over or support someone, they have to wait for the other party to stand up and then help them.

"Understood, Brother Xian."

Lard Boy responded.

Wiping his sweat, Ni Kun watched the two of them enter the movie store back and forth, secretly remembering that sentence in his heart.

He Dingxian finished paying the salaries of the employees in the Kowloon Tong branch, and finally took a car to the third movie store in Sham Shui Po. He met all the twelve employees in the store and paid the salaries by himself. After [-] o'clock in the evening, the moon was high At midnight, I took a rickshaw back to the wooden house in Shek Kip Mei.

Seeing that Ni Kun put down the car and was panting badly, he asked his mother to bring out a glass of water. After Ni Kun finished drinking the water, he took out two ten Hong Kong dollars and handed them over: "Thank you, Ah Kun."

"It should be, Mr. He." Ni Kun took the 20 Hong Kong dollars with a smile on his face, and Peng Lingshan couldn't bear to see the young boy working hard for a living, so she didn't take back the money her son gave.

At present, the price of a rickshaw in Kowloon is between one and three yuan, and the highest price is no more than three yuan. However, after four or five trips back and forth at night, paying 20 yuan for the car fee is not too much, and it is not a big deal. Generous, but just in line with the status of the two of them.

On weekdays, when Ni Kun picks up the car alone, he earns a maximum of a dozen Hong Kong dollars a day, and he also has to hand over part to the club. It does not exceed 150 yuan a month, and it may be dozens of yuan when it is low.

You can earn 20 yuan a night. If you can earn 20 yuan a day, you can earn 600 yuan a month. Unfortunately, He Dingxian does not pay his salary every day. The total monthly car payment is about 300 yuan. The monthly income is at this level, and the average policeman really can't afford a car.

Coupled with the private goods during the rest time, Ni Kun can double his monthly income compared to before, and he must be satisfied.

night.

After Ho Ting-yin went to bed, he saw the pure ecological wooden boards on the ceiling, even the burrs were not smooth, and he thought of the more than [-] wooden houses in Shek Kip Mei, each with a distance of less than two meters, distributed in several housing estates The distance is less than tens of meters, what should we do if there is a fire.

The nearest fire station is in the Mong Kok area, and it takes 10 minutes to drive here. 10 minutes is enough to burn Shek Kip Mei into a city of fire. I remember correctly that the reason why Shek Kip Mei Village was demolished and resettled by the Hong Kong government is that Because of the extremely bad fire, tens of thousands of wooden houses were directly affected, more than 1000 victims were caused, more than 2000 people died in the fire, and nearly [-] people died or disappeared due to stampede and homicide.

In the era without monitoring, fire means the loss of order and the greatest evil. In the era without mobile phones, it is difficult to see each other if you get lost, and you don’t know where you are when you meet again.

The Hong Kong government turned a blind eye and made the people in Shek Kip Mei Uk Village unable to use electricity. They could only use the cheapest "fire water" and "incense candles", which not only easily blinded people's eyes, but also easily caused fires.

Poverty is a prison.

The poor are always locked up so that they cannot get out.

Thinking of this, He Dingxian suddenly opened his mouth and shouted to the next room: "Mom, I will take you to move next month!"

In the house, which is not soundproof at all, mother Peng Lingshan scolded: "Where are you going? This is a house that you and I cut wood on the mountain one by one!"

He Dingxian said: "At least move to a place with electric lights!"

After a long time, a response came from the darkness: "Pujie boy, you have the ability..."

A month later, He Dingxian and his mother moved out of the wooden house under the envious eyes of the neighbors in the housing estate, and lived in a building on Shanghai Street in Yau Ma Tei. Because they had a lot of money and people they knew, they rented it directly. A large two-bedroom house of [-] square feet, Brother Xian can now be considered a successful person with a house and a car. The previous wooden house was given to the neighbor's wife because no one lived there.

The houses in Shek Kip Mei Village are all illegal buildings without house deeds, and they cannot be sold for a price until they are burned down and resettled. Only the poorest people will live in them.

(End of this chapter)