Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings

Chapter 2 0002 [Fake Master]

"Crench!"

An old ceiling fan was spinning above his head, but Du Yongxiao couldn't feel the slightest coolness standing in the office. He took out a white handkerchief sprinkled with toilet water and wiped his forehead, and looked calmly at the police officer behind the desk who was reviewing his documents.

It was an Indian guy, also known as "big head green clothes".

In this era, the status of the Indians, who are the loyal henchmen of the British, is far higher than that of the Chinese.For the British, the Indians are their "coats", while the Chinese are their "slaves". Whites, second-class Indians, and third-class Chinese.

At this time, the Indian officer was wearing a green military uniform, but his head was wrapped in a cloth belt in the hot weather, with a serious expression, holding Du Yongxiao's interview materials, as if he wanted to see something from the materials.

"Well, you did well in the written test, and you came first; but your physical fitness is a bit weak——you know that, apart from being a policeman, physical fitness is also very important!" The Indian looked up at Du Yongxiao, with a contemptuous tone, " So the result of this interview is—"

The Indian said and picked up the "unqualified" official seal, ready to stamp Du Yongxiao's interview materials——
Du Yongxiao stepped forward, put his feet together, and snapped to attention: "Report sir, there is a reason why I failed the physical fitness test this time!"

"Why?" The Indian was stunned, and looked at Du Yongxiao with interest.

"Yes, at that time I was seriously injured and was in a coma for three days in the hospital! Now, this is the medical examination report issued by the hospital!" Du Yongxiao took out a report in his arms and handed it over.

The Indian opened the report impatiently, and six "big cows" immediately came into view!
A "big cow" is [-] Hong Kong dollars!
Six is ​​3000 yuan!
The current standard of living in Hong Kong is still very low. Generally, wage earners who work in factories earn 200 yuan a month, and shrimp dumpling girls who work in teahouses earn 300 yuan a month. It's only [-] yuan!

As for the police force, the salary of most police officers is two hundred and fifty.

The Indian guy who is in charge of interviewing has a monthly salary of [-], which is considered very high.

The 3000 yuan in front of me is definitely a huge sum of money!
The Indian glanced at the banknote skillfully, closed the report unhurriedly, clasped his hands together, leaned back, and smiled at Du Yongxiao for the first time: "That's right! I've seen your difficulties! And your difficulties Well explained, but—”

Without waiting for the Indian to finish--
"I still hope that the chief will make it happen!" Du Yongxiao saluted the Indian guy with a slap.

Du Yongxiao already had an extraordinary temperament, but now he saluted like this, he felt even more heroic.

At least the Indian guy was very satisfied with Du Yongxiao's appearance, but in private, the Indian guy received a message from the inspector Yan Xiong that he would reserve the only spot in Kowloon District for his godson Baoyaju.

Yan Xiong is old and cunning, and he is very stingy, he just sent a message to the Indian, but he didn't give him a penny.

According to the rules, most of the military uniforms are clearly marked on the price. If you want to transfer to Kowloon to make plain clothes in places like the New Territories, the benefit fee is at least [-] Hong Kong dollars, and [-] Hong Kong dollars can buy a three-story tenement house in Wanchai in this era.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk!"

The Indian guy tapped his fingers on the table and started to make some small calculations. He glanced at Du Yongxiao, then at the document in front of him, and changed the subject: "It says your family lives in Shanding Road?"

"Yes, sir!" Du Yongxiao said firmly.

The Indian nodded. To be able to live on the Peak Road in this era, at least the family is very rich. Only with strong capital can they be qualified to be adjacent to so many bigwigs.

The Indian looked at Du Yongxiao again. He was wearing a Chanel white suit, a Rolex on his hand, and Louis Vuitton on his feet.

Rolex and LV are the standard accessories of rich people. For example, those poor people living in Shek Kip Mei and Yuen Long in New Territories don’t understand and are not qualified to wear these treasures.

With Du Yongxiao's attire, coupled with his temperament, no matter how you look at it, he looks like a suave and suave rich man, but how can he look like a poor man?
Again, the Indian guy confirmed Du Yongxiao's status as a rich man, but he was just surprised how a rich man would come here to apply for the police academy?Many young masters from rich families can't bear hardships, and most of them will go into business or politics.

"Now I want to know, what are your plans for the future?" The Indian said this time in English.

According to him, if he is a young master from a rich family, at least he can speak a sentence or two of English, and those poor people have no opportunity to learn English at all.

Du Yongxiao raised his chin and answered in English calmly: "My future plan is to eradicate violence and bring peace to the people, and uphold justice! Maintain Hong Kong's law and order, and contribute to Hong Kong's prosperity and stability! Of course, I will remember your teachings to me, sir, And take practical actions to repay your love for me!"

The Indian smiled, and glanced at the gold watch on Du Yongxiao's wrist intentionally or unintentionally, "Many times, things like repayment are not just words."

"I understand!" Du Yongxiao took off the Rolex, took a step forward, put it on the table respectfully, and then took a step back: "Time is money, I hope that from now on, sir, I can perfectly control the time."

"Good!" the Indian nodded, "I've already felt your sincerity! But I still want to remind you that being a plain-clothes policeman doesn't mean you can get ahead. You have to work harder, understand?" After speaking, he picked up the gold watch and breathed a sigh of relief, confirming that it is genuine.

"Yes, sir!" Du Yongxiao snapped to attention with a heroic air.

The Indian guy was very satisfied, but what made him even more satisfied was Du Yongxiao's fluent British accent and his full sincerity!
Originally, this quota was worth 3000 Hong Kong dollars, but it was a pity that Yan Xiong was too stingy and didn't even give him a single penny. Now [-] yuan comes with a Rolex, which is almost [-]—something is better than nothing!
In fact, Du Yongxiao was also gambling this time.

In view of what he knew about Yan Xiong in his previous life, he was a very stingy person, almost stingy; and that buck-toothed pony is indeed his godson, and he is also a stingy master.

In this way, Du Yongxiao has the opportunity to take advantage of it.

"In the future, please take care of me, sir!"

Du Yongxiao snapped to attention, saluted the Indian, and expressed his loyalty again.

"Very good!" The Indian guy didn't hesitate any longer, took the "qualified" official seal next to him, breathed in his mouth, and slapped it on the document!He thought very clearly, Du Yongxiao came first in the written test and knew English, this is the highlight, even if Yan Xiong asks, he can prevaricate.

Du Yongxiao breathed a sigh of relief——
Borrowing [-] usury to buy this outfit looks quite useful!
At least he really snatched this spot from Baoyaju!

As for now-

With three and a half dollars left in my pocket, I can take a bus back to Shek Kip Mei!
Shek Kip Mei,
Hong Kong slums!
(End of this chapter)