A week later, in the morning, in the spacious living room of a Saigon villa where birds were singing and flowers were fragrant, a middle-aged woman with a serious expression and a pair of black-rimmed glasses stood on the bridge of her nose.
At this moment, she was pointing her pointer at a word on the blackboard, her voice cold and emotionless:
“Eat, in Mandarin, means to eat, and in Cantonese, the pronunciation is to eat!”
Good guy, we are actually teaching three languages: English, Chinese, and Cantonese at the same time. Sitting on the sofa are Ma Wu, Xiao Ma, Du Lan, Du Tie, and Du Nan.
These people, like good babies, were sitting in rows, holding notebooks in their hands, taking notes carefully, and studying hard.
For Ma Wu and Xiao Ma, especially Ma Wu, learning English is a very painful thing, but when they think about Dulan and the others having to learn two languages at the same time, their hearts instantly feel balanced.
In fact, they don't know that Dulan and the others have already mastered English and Japanese proficiently, so they have a huge advantage in switching grammar, and they can learn it much easier than the Ma family and his son.
Among them, Du Nan was the happiest. With his husband gone, the pressure was greatly reduced, and suddenly there was a Ma Wu who was dumber than him, and a pony whose progress was on par with him.
Du Nan went from last place to the middle level in an instant, and his heart was filled with joy.
After the language course in the morning, a fat, middle-aged aunt with a kind face had prepared a sumptuous lunch for everyone, which was delicious and delicious.
Six dishes and one soup for lunch:
Blanched chicken, boiled shrimp, beef and roasted potatoes, tofu, broccoli, stir-fried vegetables, the soup is pork rib soup.
Staple food: three kinds of rice, sweet potato and steamed buns, all delicious and delicious, large in quantity and filling.
After lunch, they rested for an hour. In the afternoon, in the basement of the villa, a cold-looking young boy came over to train them.
One hour of equipment training, one hour of combat training, and one hour of firearms shooting training.
After a sumptuous dinner, it’s language learning time again. This is Dulan’s favorite time, watching movies with original English sounds and Cantonese subtitles, or Cantonese movies with Chinese subtitles.
No matter which one it is, she likes it very much. She especially likes her current life. Even though the teachers are fierce, unsmiling and extremely strict, she is not afraid at all.
She has had her blood drawn and her marrow extracted since she was a child, and has endured countless unimaginable hardships. She has a maturity and tolerance far beyond her peers.
And she felt that the teacher didn't really hate her, on the contrary, he liked her very much, because except for fighting, she had the best grades.
After 9 o'clock every night, this time is free time. Lao Ma and Xiao Ma are usually reviewing English assiduously.
At this time, Dulan would run to the roof, sit on the roof, enjoy the wind and look at the sea. She likes the sea, and she likes the sea in almost any weather condition!
Du Nan and Du Tie would go into the basement and lock the door. Du Nan would exercise his strength crazily, while Du Tie would train his telekinesis.
The specific training method is that Du Nan holds up two special steel plates to resist Du Tie's steel ball attack.
The two steel plates in Du Nan's hand weighed a total of 600 kilograms, and Du Tie had a box of 400 steel balls. He wanted to launch all 400 steel balls in one go.
It takes Du Tie about 7 minutes, close to one shot per second, but this is his limit. After that, he will completely lose strength and it will take at least 10 minutes to recover.
Du Nan was similar. He held two 600-pound steel plates for seven minutes. During this period, he had to withstand the impact of 400 steel balls. He was also exhausted.
They had to conduct this training for three rounds every night, and every time he ended up carrying Du Tie, who was like a dead dog, back to the room to rest.
It was another ordinary night. Dulan sat on the roof, hugging her knees, letting the sea breeze blow the ends of her hair and brush her cheeks, tickling her.
At this time, Dulan seemed to feel something. He lowered his head and glanced downstairs. He spoke cheerfully and muttered to himself:
"Hey! Ah Tie behaved very well today. He actually walked upstairs by himself. The husband said that he will come back every 10 days, so he will be back the day after tomorrow. I miss him so much!"
At the same time, on the second floor of the White Rose Barber Shop in Albert Street, Kowloon, Hong Kong Island, Guo Fu was sitting in a horse stance, with sweat flowing freely like a stream on her beautiful little face.
Her two arms were flat-ended and trembling violently. Each hand held a pistol, with a brick hanging from the bottom of the pistol.
Xiantian was lying leisurely on a recliner with a cigarette in his mouth and reading an original English version of "Sherlock Holmes" in a melodious tone.
Xianxiantian flicked the ashes of his cigarette, suddenly stopped, glanced at Guo Fu, and said in a nonchalant tone:
"Guo Fu, please translate for me the passage I just read."
Guo Fu's face turned red from suppressing the pain, she gritted her teeth and said with great effort:
"To be honest, Holmes is not a difficult person to get along with. He is very quiet~"
"Stop! Translate in Cantonese!"
Xianxiantian tapped the chair lightly with her fingers and interrupted her in a leisurely tone. Guo Fu gave him a sharp look, took two deep breaths, and was about to speak.
"My hands and legs are deformed. What are you doing, pooping?"
Yixiantian spoke mercilessly. Guo Fu's eyes were on fire, she clenched her teeth and adjusted her standard posture with great effort. At this moment, Yixiantian said again:
"Hurry up and turn it over! Why are you lingering?"
"Speak, tell the truth, Holmes, you are not living alone with me~~"
While Guo Fu struggled to translate in Cantonese, tears flowed out unsatisfactoryly. Xiantian glanced at her coldly and said in a joking tone:
"Are you crying? If you really can't stand it, then you can give up. For this kind of pediatrician, your Section Chief Du can probably hold on for a whole day."
"I, I will never give up."
Guo Fu was trembling all over, her eyes were fierce, veins popped out on her forehead and neck, and her pretty face like a flower became ferocious.
"528617,435568~~"
Yixiantian ignored Guo Fu's strength and stubbornness at all, casually said 5 sets of 6-digit numbers, put out the cigarette butt, and spoke calmly:
"Guo Fu, please repeat it~"
Far away from Pattaya, it is drizzling tonight. In a beachside villa and an exquisite study, the phonograph is playing the surging "Symphony of Destiny".
Moran leaned lazily on the leather executive chair, half-squinting his eyes, holding a crystal wine glass in his hand, which contained pale golden whiskey.
"Du Weiguo, you damn devil, you actually dare to take private money behind my back. Hmm, let the Yamaguchi-gumi do import and export business with me, and then directly handle the bulk of the flour business with you.
The income, which is like gold and silver, must have been used to supplement Zhao Yingnan. Tsk, you deliberately brought me to Siam. There is no guarantee that there are no other vixens hiding in Hong Kong Island."
The phone on the table rang. Moran slowly picked up the phone and said in a calm tone:
"I'm Tris, oh, okay, I understand, you can just hand over the situation normally. By the way, Mo Li, you can take care of it with the people from the Chaozhou Chamber of Commerce.
Don’t conflict with the Yamaguchi-gumi. Let’s run the business properly and everyone should rely on their abilities. Only by making the plate bigger can everyone have enough to eat and drink, well, that’s it.”
Moran is a powerful person. In just one month since she arrived in Pattaya, 8 new bars, 5 dance halls, 12 restaurants, 6 underground gambling stalls, and 10 new restaurants have opened on the streets.
Chicken house.
Dozens of entertainment venues were added in one breath, and the streets instantly became lively and prosperous than before.
Among them, more than half were invested and built by Moran, and the rest were bought and sold by Kui Ye of the Chaoshan Chamber of Commerce and the Yamaguchi Group.
These new stores have the same characteristics, that is, the service is better than the last, and they are very well behaved, and the public security on the street has also improved visibly.
Pattaya is now known as a man's paradise. It has become very popular with the naked eye. Men from all over Southeast Asia have caught wind of it and come here.
In addition, Pattaya has recently established eight new companies and two factories, four of which are engaged in Japanese televisions, fans, bicycles, and automobiles.
There are four others, namely a construction company, a shipping handling company, a foreign wine and tobacco agency company, and a foreign trade company.
With two factories, one a beer factory and the other a tobacco factory, plus the two companies that originally served the US military base, Moran became the most powerful person in Pattaya in just one month!
Moran made careful calculations and found that he had invested a total of more than 500 million baht, which would be almost recouped in about three months.
The profit in the first year was probably 2 billion baht, and in the second year it was at least 5 billion. In the third year, she couldn't even estimate it. A conservative estimate would be no less than 10 billion.
10 billion baht is almost more than 500 million US dollars. At present, the GDP of the entire Siam is less than 60 billion baht.
By then, she will be the true queen of Pattaya, and both black and white will have to crawl at her feet!
Moran drank the whiskey in the glass. Suddenly the phone on the table rang again. She frowned and picked it up:
"I'm Triss, huh? James, didn't you go to Hong Kong Island? Oh, hey, you're an Interpol police officer, but you actually act as a middleman for drug lords. That's amazing!
Okay, no problem, 150 Datsun520 green pickup trucks, cash transaction, next month, I will deliver them to Chiang Mai on time, give you 10% benefit, you're welcome, um, bye!"
After putting down the phone, the corners of Moran's mouth raised, and his mood obviously improved:
"Now even Kuncha from the Triangle District has started to actively sell to me and buy cars from me. Oh, forget it, Du Weiguo, if you still have some conscience, I won't go to Hong Kong Island to arrest you!"
At this moment, in the secluded villa where Moran once lived in the upper reaches of Hong Kong Island, Du Weiguo is sitting on the sofa in the living room, holding a cigarette in his hand with a leisurely expression. Opposite him, sitting a little embarrassed
Pang Xiaoqing.
"Pang Xiaoqing, are you talking? What do you want to do?"
Du Weiguo just proposed two options to Pang Xiaoqing:
First, you can arrange for her to go to the police force and become a serious royal senior sister, Overlord Flower. Second, you can send her to school for further study. After that, she can choose her own life as she pleases.
Pang Xiaoqing lowered her head, twisting the corners of her clothes vigorously, without saying a word, like a frustrated little daughter-in-law, completely losing the unruly and sassy character of the Flying Swallow Heroine.
Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows, a little impatient, and couldn't help but increase his tone:
"Li Feiyan, what are you doing? What do you think you are doing so coquettishly? Just say something!"
Du Weiguo called out her original name. Pang Xiaoqing suddenly raised her head and glanced at Du Weiguo. Her eye circles were red and she was about to cry.
Du Weiguo frowned and felt a little angry. Just as he was about to speak, there was a sound of footsteps and Zhao Yingnan came from the kitchen carrying a cup of tea.
Zhao Yingnan's face looks very good at the moment, moist and pink, radiant and energetic, and he is fully "moisturized" at a glance.
She handed the teacup to Du Weiguo and scolded softly:
"Du Weiguo, can you speak nicely and be patient? Xiaoqing must not let Xiaoqing think carefully about such an important choice."
As a woman, Zhao Yingnan completely understood Pang Xiaoqing's mood. To be fair, the two choices given by Du Weiguo were both good, but Du Weiguo was not included in these two choices.
Du Weiguo took the tea, took a sip gently, and slowly calmed down his emotions. He had been the eldest brother for a long time recently, and he often made decisions in a single word, which could not be argued with.
It is true that I am becoming more and more impatient. This is a disease and needs to be changed.
Zhao Yingnan glanced at Pang Xiaoqing, who had begun to secretly wipe away her tears, and couldn't help but feel soft in her heart, and softly advised:
"Wei Guo, Xiaoqing is unfamiliar with the place in Hong Kong Island and has no friends. If you really push her out, she will be alone without any help.
Besides, Xiaoqing and I have been together for a long time. We are like brothers and we don’t want to be separated. Can’t you arrange for her to help you with something?”
"help me?"
Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo was slightly surprised. He glanced at Zhao Yingnan with interest and listened carefully. He heard something unusual.
In Zhao Yingnan's words, there was a hint that the young lady would take her eldest maid to get married together. Is this the way to give away a girl?
Zhao Yingnan, a woman with thick eyebrows and big eyes, has only been in Hong Kong Island for just one year, and has already been corrupted to such an extent by capitalism? She actually started to advocate the system of Empress E and Nv Ying, where two women serve one husband together?
Damn it, if you had had this realization when you were in Sijiu City, this story might have been completely rewritten.
Needless to say, Pang Xiaoqing is really good, with a beautiful face and a plump figure. She was a little dark and rough before, but she has only stayed in Hong Kong Island for less than a year, and she has become fair and tender.
If she and Zhao Yingnan are together~hiss!
Du Weiguo was in a daze, his eyes were a little straight, and a slightly evil smile appeared on his face involuntarily. Zhao Yingnan pushed him angrily.
"Wei Guo, what are you thinking about? Why are you smiling so ugly?"
Du Weiguo shook his head gently, came back to his senses, and casually said vaguely: "No."
Then Du Weiguo raised his head and looked carefully at Pang Xiaoqing, who was sitting opposite, shy and timid, with tears in his eyes, and put out the cigarette butt.
He patted Zhao Yingnan's hand gently: "Yingnan, I'm a little hungry. Go to the kitchen and help me cook a bowl of wonton noodles and add an omelette."
Zhao Yingnan knew that Du Weiguo was deliberately trying to distract her. She glanced at Pang Xiaoqing helplessly and sighed secretly, I can only help you so much.
"Well, okay, I'll add 2 more fried eggs for you. Xiaoqing, you have a good chat. If you have any thoughts in your mind, you can speak out boldly."
Zhao Yingnan turned around and went to the kitchen. Du Weiguo crushed the cigarette butt and spoke calmly:
"Pang Xiaoqing, the two places I have chosen for you are both right paths. Being a police officer can eliminate violence and uphold justice. Going to school can also make you safe, happy, wealthy and worry-free."
Pang Xiaoqing still didn't speak, lowering his head. Du Weiguo flattened his mouth and changed the topic:
"If you follow me, you will inevitably be in danger and never have peace. It will be nothing but mountains of swords, seas of fire, and hail of bullets. You have to think clearly, this is not the case~"
"I do!"
Pang Xiaoqing raised her head suddenly, her eyes were shining, and she almost blurted out. Then her face turned red and she stammered an explanation:
"I, my life, are all for you, Director Du, I am willing to follow you, even if I am shattered to pieces, I will not hesitate!"
Zhao Yingnan, who was eavesdropping in the kitchen, couldn't help but smile bitterly and flattened his mouth helplessly, "Oh! Another stupid woman who doesn't know how to live or die has been completely trapped."
Du Weiguo was silent for a while:
"Okay, then you should pack your things in the next two days and prepare to move. I will help you find a new residence as soon as possible, and at the same time, I will also contact the school for you."
"ah!"
Pang Xiaoqing had a look of astonishment on her face. She couldn't hold it back any longer. Tears burst out instantly. She sobbed and said:
"You, you hate me so much, do you have to drive me away?"
Zhao Yingnan heard her cry and walked out of the kitchen quickly. Du Weiguo frowned, looked sharply, and growled and scolded:
"Are you crying? Hold back your tears! Pang Xiaoqing, aren't you going to follow me? From now on, there will be mountains of corpses and seas of blood, with heads rolling on the road of no return. There is no point in crying."
Pang Xiaoqing was startled and looked at Du Weiguo blankly: "You, you didn't just ask me to move out, you also sent me to school~"
Du Weiguo interrupted her rudely:
"Nonsense! If you want to hang out with me, of course you have to learn knowledge systematically, English, Cantonese, mathematics, geography, nature, physics. You must know these basic common sense, right?
What do you think I do? The leader of a club? Do you think you’re going to follow me to chop people with two knives?"
Zhao Yingnan came over to smooth things over again at this time:
"Wei Guo, if you have something to say, please tell me. If it's for studying, I can keep Xiaoqing company, I want it too~"
Du Weiguo glared at Zhao Yingnan angrily and said harshly: "Shut up."
Zhao Yingnan was furious. He was just about to speak, but was swept away by Du Weiguo's cold eyes. He suddenly fell into an abyss and fell into silence.
"Pang Xiaoqing, you should know what my skills are, right? What kind of characters will my opponents and enemies be?
If you mess around with me and still live with Zhao Yingnan, with your two-knife skills, someone will break into your home in a few days."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yingnan and Pang Xiaoqing were immediately stunned. Zhao Yingnan's face turned red with embarrassment:
"Wei Guo, me~"
Du Weiguo lit a cigarette and looked out the window far away, his tone somewhat lonely:
"Yingnan, don't worry. You don't understand my situation. My opponents are all top masters in the dark world. Pang Xiaoqing may be able to protect himself, but you don't even have a chance to fight back.
The most important thing is that you are my weakness now. Once something happens, even I will face a life and death dilemma."
Du Weiguo paused for a moment and said in a faint tone: "You can't enter my world."
Three days later, late at night, Pang Xiaoqing was pulled by an inconspicuous car to an apartment near Tsim Sha Tsui.
On the 3rd floor, there are three residents in a unit. The house is about 70 square meters (no shared space), with two bedrooms and one living room, clean and tidy.
Du Weiguo helped her put her luggage on the wooden bench in the living room and said in a calm tone:
"Pang Xiaoqing, this place is quite clean. I paid five years' rent at once. It's about 500 meters walk from your school. Do you remember how to contact me?"
Pang Xiaoqing nodded and replied softly: "Yes, I have remembered it all."
Du Weiguo took out a thick kraft paper envelope from his pocket and handed it to Pang Xiaoqing:
"There is some money here, you use it first. If the money is not enough, just open your mouth and you are welcome."
This thick leather envelope contained a total of 30,000 Hong Kong dollars. According to the current income level in Hong Kong Island, the per capita annual income is less than 2,000 Hong Kong dollars. This amount of money is enough to live without worries for food and clothing for several years.
"Sir, this, this is too much. I have money and I spend money very economically~"
Pang Xiaoqing has always been simple, and even after arriving in Hong Kong Island, she has not changed much. As soon as she got the money, she weighed it out, and hesitated to give in. Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows and said in a rough voice:
"Why save money? You have to eat well, wear well, and study well. I didn't ask you to come here to carry forward the spirit of hardship and simplicity.
Follow me, you can't frown in the face of swords and mountains of fire, but you don't have to be vague about the fine clothes and food, Pang Xiaoqing, do you understand?"
Pang Xiaoqing lowered her eyebrows and said, "Oh, oh, I, I understand, sir."
Du Weiguo was a little helpless. A heroic and heroic Feiyan heroine had turned into such a submissive person.
"Okay, I'll leave first. You can clean up and get some rest early."
"First, sir~"
Du Weiguo turned around and was about to leave. Pang Xiaoqing called out urgently. Du Weiguo turned around curiously:
"What's wrong? Is there anything else?"
Pang Xiaoqing's face turned red, as if he was about to bleed, and his voice sounded like an ant: "First, sir, can you give me a hug?"
Du Weiguo smiled casually and hugged her generously. Pang Xiaoqing's body suddenly stiffened and then became soft and warm. Du Weiguo patted her back gently and said in a gentle tone:
"Take care of yourself and come to me anytime if you need anything!"
After saying that, Du Weiguo turned around and left. Pang Xiaoqing stood blankly at the door as if he was stupid, unable to recover for a long time!