Chapter 5 005 [Start to Fight for Wealth]

Fortune Pawn Shop ---

There is a couplet pasted on the door: "On the day and local time, don't be conscientious; if you want gold or silver, don't be black-hearted!"

The old Chaofeng wearing reading glasses carefully looked at the diamond-encrusted gold Rolex watch in his hand with a magnifying glass through the small window.

Shi Zhijian looked calm.

Stupid but excited, he never expected that A Jian, who has never shown his true nature, would have such a brilliant skill, and "smooth" the loud and heroic Rolex in front of everyone, two words, amazing !

After researching for a long time, Lao Chao Fengcai shouted loudly: "It is likely that a new ordinary Rolex will be worth 5,000 yuan!"

"Is there any mistake, what is an ordinary Rolex? It is diamond-studded!" Sha Qiang became anxious, and shouted at Lao Chaofeng, "I bought it for tens of thousands, and you give it 5,000 yuan, stealing money!"

Lao Chaofeng smiled slightly, returned the gold watch, Gao Leng said: "I know whether it's good or not, you decide whether it's right or not!"

"Of course it's inappropriate, you're blind, you don't know what's wrong!"

Before Silly Qiang finished speaking, Shi Zhijian pushed the gold watch to the window, "Dang!"

Lao Chaofeng looked at Shi Zhijian in surprise, "Are you really determined to be five thousand? Are you afraid that I will cheat you?"

Shi Zhijian smiled, "If you open the door to do business, even if you cheat, you can cheat me once at most, but if you cheat me once, your reputation will be rotten, and you can only cheat yourself in the end!"

Lao Chaofeng smiled, "That makes sense, how about this, I can sell this watch at Temple Street for 8,000 yuan, if you don't redeem it, I will give you another 1,000, totaling 6,000!"

"No ticket!" Shi Zhijian said simply.

Lao Chaofeng laughed, and shouted again: "Ninety percent of the new high-end Rolex is a piece! Damn it, no tickets! The total is 6,000 yuan!"

...

"Ajian, we must have been cheated. That dead old man clearly bullied us for being ignorant. He only gave 6,000 for a gold Rolex worth tens of thousands!"

"It's a disaster this time. You didn't even want a pawn ticket. What can Da Daxiong do if he chases after you? He will hack us to death!"

"I think it's better to pay back the money and take the gold watch back, it's safer!"

The more Silly Qiang thought about it, the more afraid he became. He had never seen so much money in his life, and he felt that Shi Zhijian had done too much.

Shi Zhijian ignored his thoughts, thinking that the money in his hand was not enough.

If you go to the racecourse with 6,000 Hong Kong dollars, even if you win, you can earn tens of thousands at most. If you want to earn 100,000 or 200,000 at once, it is simply impossible!

He didn't want to miss such a good opportunity to bet on horses, and he didn't want to make a small profit. Unless he was playing big, he would find a way to collect money before placing bets!

Thinking of this, Shi Zhijian had a bold plan in his mind.

So, Shi Zhijian beckoned for a rickshaw.

The rickshaw stopped, took the white handkerchief around his neck, flicked the seat, and let Shi Zhijian get on the car.

Shi Zhijian got into the car, saw that Sha Qiang was still muttering, and said, "Why are you still standing there, you don't want to be hacked to death by loud and powerful people, get in the car quickly!"

When Sha Qiang heard this, he was startled, jumped into the car, and asked, "Where are you going?"

Shi Zhijian didn't answer him, but said to the rickshaw driver, "Excuse me, let's go to the best dress shop in Mong Kok!"

"Okay, sir, please sit still!" The coachman put a white handkerchief around his neck with a smile, and the wheels of the car turned in place, and the spokes made light noises, and they drove the two towards Mong Kok.

...

In Hong Kong in the 1960s, the world’s top famous brands had just landed in Hong Kong. If people with a little money wanted to wear western clothes, they had to go to the ghost shop to order them. Later, some local tailors in Hong Kong also opened western clothes shops. The biggest one is "Zhang Huohai"!

"Zhang Huohai" in this era is the representative of the suit brand, and many wealthy people like to tailor their clothes here.

And Zhang Huohai himself relied on this craft to support his whole family, including the young and old, and also the future Hong Kong king "Zhang Guorong"!

Mong Kok Business District——

Shi Zhijian brought Shaqiang into the "Zhang Huo Ocean Clothing Store".

The store displays a variety of men's and women's dresses. According to the store's regulations, customers can choose at will according to the styles on the models. After choosing the styles, they can choose the fabrics, and finally determine the size before ordering.

Silly Qiang sniffed his nose hard, the store was full of feminine perfume, which smelled very good.

Shi Zhijian directly asked the boss if there were any ready-made clothes for sale.

The boss directly answered no, and emphasized again: "Our store only tailors clothes, all of which are hand-sewn. You may not know that I also made clothes for Hollywood star 'Gary Glatter'."

Shi Zhijian took out one hundred directly, "This is considered as an expedited fee, do you have ready-made clothes?"

Without further ado, Zhang Huohai took out a white suit from the inner room, "Mr. is lucky. This suit is worth 1400 yuan. The customer has paid a deposit and has not taken it away. If you don't mind, you can try it!"

Shi Zhijian was tall and straight, with a natural clothes hanger, and wearing a white suit, he immediately looked more handsome and extraordinary.

"It's so suitable!" The boss applauded and applauded, wondering if Shi Zhijian was a disguised young man from Hong Kong, he was so heroic.

Silly Qiang's mouth twitched, because Shi Zhijian spent fifteen hundred yuan for this suit!

Shi Zhijian then picked out another brown crocodile leather wallet, which was soft and smooth, filled it with money, and put it in his pocket.

"Sir, do you still want the clothes you replaced? Let me help you pack them up?" the boss asked.

"No, help me donate to the nearby Christian Charity Point!" Shi Zhijian straightened his tie, it was sky blue, and he didn't like it very much.

"Why not? You can still wear it!" Silly Qiang said hurriedly.

Shi Zhijian glared at him.

"Ahem, then donate, we are not short of this money!"

To Sha Qiang, Shi Zhijian is not some noble son, but a complete prodigal son!

Leaving the dress shop, Shi Zhijian made a gesture, put his left thumb in the vest pocket of his suit, raised his chin slightly, and told Sha Qiang: "From now on, don't call me A Jian, call me Mr. Shi!"

"You are Ah Jian, when did you become Mr. Shi?"

"Aside from fried rice with eggs, what else do you want to eat?" Shi Zhijian threatened and lured.

"Sugar cane!" Silly Qiang licked his mouth and glanced at the fruit stand by the roadside.

"Then what's my name now?"

"Master Shi!"

"clever!"

...

It's two thirty in the afternoon.

Shi Zhijian, who was dressed as an aristocrat, and Sha Qiang, who was acting as a follower, took a rickshaw this time and went directly to the Shatian Racecourse.

Sha Tin Racecourse has always been a paradise for Hong Kong adventurers and a sanctuary for countless gamblers.

Today is the statutory horse racing day, and the entire Sha Tin Racecourse is already crowded with people.

Shi Zhijian led Silly and squeezed the crowd into the racecourse, and when he looked around, there were people's heads all over the place.

"Wow, it's so lively here!" Shaqiang gnawed on half of the sugar cane, looking excited.

Silly Qiang has been working as a coolie on the pier, drinking and beating with people at most, and the money he earns is not enough for him to eat and drink. Of course, he has no money to come here to gamble on horses. This is the first time he comes here, so he is very excited.

Shi Zhijian was not as unsophisticated as he was, he stood out from the crowd in a white suit.

"Sir, buy a box of cigarettes!" A little girl with disheveled hair had a rope hanging around her neck, and the rope was tied to a square tray with various cigarettes on it.

There are many such children in Hong Kong, basically they are twelve or thirteen-year-old children, most of them are girls, wearing clogs, short hexagrams, carrying cigarettes and selling them everywhere, they are called "cigarette girls" by everyone.

"How much is the cigar?" Shi Zhijian glanced at the cigarettes on display. There were "Lucky Strike", "Three Fives", and "Marlboro". The most expensive of them was "Cigar", but it was not the best "Cuban Cigar". ", but the so-called "cigars for civilians", which come from private workshops, with rough production and cheap tobacco leaves. Even so, ordinary people cannot afford to smoke them.

"Eight yuan each!" The little girl raised her head and blinked her bright eyes.

"Here's one!" Shi Zhijian took out ten yuan and handed it over, "The extra is a tip!"

"Thank you sir, thank you!" The little girl hurriedly nodded her thanks.

With so many cigarettes, she can only smoke one or two cents for each pack sold, but Shi Zhijian rewarded him with a tip of two yuan for buying a cigar.

"Sir, I'll give you a box of matches!" The little girl is also very good at business.

In this era, Hong Kong did not have local cigarettes or local matches. Whether they were cigarettes or matches, they were either from Britain or Portugal.

The matches are basically all in English. The pattern is a man stabbing a tiger with a javelin. The brand is called "Stab Tiger". Shi Zhijian opened one and took out one. He lit a cigar and shook the match again. Then he began to look around. .

The auditorium of the entire racetrack is divided into two areas. The largest area is for ordinary horse fans. Everyone squeezes together and smells of sweat. The ground is covered with fruit peels and confetti. The environment is extremely harsh.

The other area is on the second floor of the racecourse. It is condescending and you can watch the game more clearly. It is the site of rich people. It is not only clean and tidy, but also serves drinks and drinks, and even has beautiful ladies with charming bodies.

Of course, these are not important. What is important is that there is a service on the second floor that is not available in ordinary auditoriums, that is, "bank loans".

Usually, in ordinary auditoriums, people lose money and can only borrow usury, and those vampires who lend money in Hong Kong stare at the fat like flies.

Those big banks don't bother to compete with these vampires. Their target group is the rich people on the second floor.

Rich people seldom bring cash when they gamble on horses. Even if they do, what should they do if they want to gamble after losing everything? Just borrow money from the bank directly, and the loan is at least tens of thousands, unlike those poor ghosts who only borrow tens or hundreds of dollars at a time.

Shi Zhijian has 6,000 Hong Kong dollars on him, and after deducting the previous expenses, there are almost 4,000 more. For Shi Zhijian, these capitals are too small. If he wants to play big tickets, he can only go to the second floor to collect money.

Think and do it!

Shi Zhijian led Shaqiang directly to the VIP area on the second floor.

Silly Qiang still looks confused——

"Ajian, what are we doing?"

"Ajian, are we going to the second floor?"

"Ajian, there are guards there!"

"Call me Mr. Shi!" Shi Zhijian corrected.

"Yes, Mr. Shi!"

Silly Qiang only felt that Shi Zhijian today was different from before, no matter how he behaved or how he did things, he couldn't figure it out.

I met many old friends, Feng Renyuan, Perfect Trajectory, etc. I want to cry, I miss you so much!