Two Indians were sent away. Song TIANYAO rubbed his eyebrows and sat at his desk. Lou Fengyun came in from the outside: "you didn''t let Fuyi Xinghe and Chao Yongyi''s local snakes at the wharf have already found out that the two Indians probably have nearly 100000 braids in stock in the wharf warehouse in Hong Kong. What else do you think?"
Song TIANYAO took a sip of the gradually cool coffee and ignored Lou Fengyun''s question. After a long silence, he said, "where''s shiyehui? Let him see me. I have something for him to do. I don''t have anyone to use. Shiyehui''s rush into the street now seems better than No. It''s careless to rush into the street, but at least he''s loyal enough and won''t think about it."
Lou Fengyun wanted to laugh when she mentioned shiyehui to song TIANYAO. She went to the table and dialed the number of shiyehui Tianming company. When the other side was connected, she called shiyehui to listen to the phone. Lou Fengyun said, "ah Hui, ah Yao wants to talk to you."
Speaking, Lou Fengyun handed the telephone receiver to song TIANYAO. Song TIANYAO took his hand away from the center of his eyebrows and took the phone: "shiye Hui?"
Lou Fengyun went behind song TIANYAO and gently rubbed the center of his brow. Recently, song TIANYAO rubbed the center of his brow and forehead more and more times, and he didn''t know what he was thinking all day.
"Mr. Song?" the voice of shiye Hui over the phone rang out, "are you looking for me?"
"What ghost are you doing now?" song TIANYAO asked in a casual voice.
Shiye Hui said without thinking, "me? I just took a bath because I was sweating. When I heard you call me, I just put on my pants..."
"Jump on the street! I asked you what you are doing now. Are you busy? Can you spare time? I don''t want to know if you take a bath!"
"Er... Recently, I''m working with Mr. Dou Meng, Miss Wan Qing''s old man, to build a garment factory to produce military uniforms for the barracks. All the factories are watched by Mr. Meng. I''m only responsible for helping me run errands between the garment factory and the barracks and measuring the size. Mr. song has something to do." shiye Hui heard song TIANYAO scold himself there. He didn''t even adapt at all, There was no mood fluctuation in his tone. It can be seen that song TIANYAO was used to scolding him.
"Do you remember the Indian who told you about Xia zuozhi''s business with the Japanese when Hong Kong fell, and then you spread it among the barracks?" song TIANYAO tried to take a deep breath and asked slowly.
Scold others until the other party is indifferent. Song TIANYAO is too lazy to scold again. If he can''t change shiye Hui, he has to learn to adapt to the bastard''s incoherence.
"It''s very early. I thought about it... When I was just delivering vegetables to the barracks, you asked me which barter had the best relationship with the barracks ghost guy. I said it was Xia Georgi. You asked me to find someone to find out the news and found an Indian... Remember! Meidijean, the Indian meidijean, who also bartered from the Barracks at that time. He said that Xia Georgi did business with the Japanese army at the beginning The guy has a bad relationship with Xia Georgi. He always says that Xia Georgi''s family killed his old bean. "Shiye Hui kept on remembering for a while, and finally remembered a name.
Speaking of this, shiye Hui couldn''t help admiring himself. Originally, the Indian Xia Georgi had been in the barracks and was trusted by the Quartermaster. The guy knew how to speak English, but song TIANYAO asked shiye Hui to inquire about Xia Georgi. As a result, in a few days, all the barracks on Hong Kong Island, Kowloon and the new territories knew that Xia Georgi had done business with the Japanese army when Hong Kong fell, This immediately alienated Xia zuozhi from the barracks. The British Quartermaster didn''t bother to pay attention to Xia zuozhi, and the culprit was his master Hui, who spread Xia zuozhi''s black history like a gossip woman by relying on a note. Whenever he thought of this matter, master Hui couldn''t help comparing it with song TIANYAO''s design to deal with the Zhang family, He thinks he has 50% of the wisdom of secretary song and knows how to chew his tongue behind his back.
If song TIANYAO knew that shiye Hui regarded the calculations in his head as chewing his tongue behind his back, he might be tempted to chop him to death.
"Do you know that Meidi Jean is on the edge now?" song TIANYAO continued.
Shiye Hui thought for a moment: "remember, remember, other Indians live in Moro street, but Meidi let the whole family live in tuzhang street in Sheung Wan market, opened an Indian restaurant and a bicycle shop, and did the business of repairing and selling bicycles."
"Go to see him and tell him that Hong Kong''s hair is very profitable now. You are ready to cooperate with him. He is responsible for transporting hair from India and you are responsible for selling it. The price of each 30cm braid is HK $1. If you think the price is low, you can talk about it again." song TIANYAO gently held Lou Fengyun''s hand with his left hand, kneaded the center of his eyebrows, thought about the idea in his mind and said slowly: "Just tell him that you have received the news that Xia Georgi''s hair is too expensive. Some factories are not going to take the goods from him and are going to change to an Indian. You know several factory owners and ask him if he has a way to get hair from India and make money together. If he doesn''t believe it, tell him that the factory can sign a contract for 10000 braids and pay immediately when the goods arrive in Hong Kong Cash. "
"Er... Ah..." shiye Hui listened to song TIANYAO''s orders, but he didn''t hang up the phone and took action immediately. Instead, all kinds of onomatopoeia came out of his mouth on the phone.
Hearing this, song TIANYAO frowned: "are you shit? Pu your mother, ouch, what''s your name? Just talk!"
"Mr. Song, the money for 10000 braids... I don''t want Tianming company to make an advance here. You know, I just borrowed 500000 to open a garment factory. Now I''m scared every day..."
"You eat shit!" song TIANYAO was annoyed by shiye Hui. This guy''s brain circuit is estimated to be smaller than a cockroach. He ordered him to do things. He first considered who would pay for the contract. It seemed that he was going to cheat 10000 yuan from Tianming company: "I''ll cheat you 10000 yuan? Of course it''s from the factory. After you finish it, you can come to the factory with the contract to get it from sister Yun!"
"Hey, hey, you know, I''m going to eat shit... No, I''m going to do things, Mr. Song." when song TIANYAO got a positive reply that he didn''t need to pay for himself, shiye Hui hung up the phone.
Song TIANYAO and others put down the phone and couldn''t help laughing. He closed his eyes and said to Lou Fengyun, "shiye Hui is rushing into the street. If one day he suddenly becomes normal and won''t be scolded by me, I guess I won''t get used to it."
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Dijean mezheni, an Indian known as medijean in Hong Kong, is squatting in front of a bicycle to check the chain on the car. When he was 35 years old, he is now the parent and eldest brother of the mezheni family. His family made a living by opening Indian restaurants and foreign stores before the fall of Hong Kong. He is regarded as the upper middle class among Indians in Hong Kong.
His father died during the fall of Hong Kong and was killed by the Japanese gendarmerie for providing batteries as controlled materials to the British army. The meizheni family did do business in batteries before, but the British army had fled because the Japanese had entered Hong Kong. How could his father provide batteries for the British army?
He didn''t know which Japanese killed his father, but he knew that most of the goods in the foreign goods store were robbed by the Japanese army, and the rest were sold to Xia Georgi cheaply. Therefore, although there was no evidence, dijean meizheni always stubbornly believed that the real murderer of his father''s death should be Xia Georgi, who coveted his business Home.
In fact, his father also wanted to do business with the Japanese, but he was a step slower and was robbed by Xia zuozhi.
"Boss Mei." a voice sounded from the corner of tuzhang street and Des Voeux Road. Mei Di asked her to look back. A Chinese man in suits and black frame glasses was rushing in his direction on a bicycle, with a leather briefcase hanging on the handlebar.
"Yes... It''s Gao, Mr. Gao." meizhenni was stunned. She stood up and thought for a moment before she remembered who the other party was.
At that time, many people bartered with the barracks, taking advantage of the British barracks. The Chinese surnamed Gao met at the time of bartering. We still talked together for a lot of days. When Mei Di made it difficult to get rid of some cigarettes and wine, the other party also bought the cigarettes and wine in his hand at a higher market price, which was good for him I was a friend at that time.
"You''d better call me ah Hui." shiye Hui got off his bike, walked to Meidi jean with his briefcase, took out a cigarette and handed it to each other. He smiled and said, "it''s easiest to find you. Other Indians like to live in Moro street. Only you want to live here."
Mei Di asked to look at Shi Yehui. When we bartered together in the barracks, Shi Yehui was still dressed as a coolie wearing coarse cloth clothes and carrying a shoulder pole to deliver goods. If it was not for the barter at that time, Shi Yehui was the only one who wore glasses. Mei Di made it hard to believe that the person in front of him was the same as Shi Yehui who sent vegetables to the barracks more than half a year ago.
He first wiped his hands with a towel full of black dirt and oil stains. Then he took shiyehui''s cigarette and said curiously, "Mr. Gao, what business are you... Doing now?"
"I''ll do whatever business makes money. Hey, find a place. I have something to tell you and take care of you." shiye Hui said in a low voice to Meidi after lighting cigarettes for them.
"Then go to my restaurant. Anyway, there is no one now." Meidi asked shiye Hui to look mysterious and said strangely.
He took shiyehui into the empty restaurant. Shiyehui smelled the curry flavor and wrinkled his nose: "boss Mei, if you sell Indian food, you should go to Moro street. The whole street is Chinese. Everyone will get used to eating curry?"
"What''s the matter with me? I haven''t seen you for such a long time. It seems that you have changed someone and made money?" Meidi asked shiye Hui to sit in a position without even helping shiye Hui pour water.
Shiye Hui lowered his voice and said, "do you know what is the most popular in Hong Kong recently?"
"Gold? Medicine? Oil?" Maddy asked him to perfunctory each other. In fact, he didn''t believe that shiyehui could do much in half a year, and that the Chinese would take care of an Indian if they had good things?
Shiye Hui shook his head and said solemnly, "hair, long hair, especially Indian long hair."
Hearing shiye Hui talking about her hair, Meidi was stunned: "what Indian long hair?"
"Haven''t you heard of Xia Georgi, who bartered goods to the barracks together? Do you remember?" shiye Hui said to Meidi rang.
Hearing Xia zuozhi''s three words, Maddy let her face sink: "what''s the matter with him?"
"He''s rich now. That guy shipped his hair from India to Hong Kong and sold it to a wig factory. He sold a long braid for HK $1. Now he''s a big boss." shiye Hui stared straight at Meidi Jean, almost flashing a light and said excitedly: "I''ve received news that xiazoge is going to raise the price of his hair recently. Several factories are dissatisfied with the price after the price rise and want to find new sources of goods. Some factories have asked me if I can get hair, so I came to you to ask you if xiazoge can get hair from India. You are also an Indian. Do you have a way to make money together? As long as you can get hair, Some factories have stated that they can sign a contract of HK $10000 immediately. "
"Hair?" Maddie let her disheveled curly hair be pulled vividly: "one braid, one Hong Kong dollar?"