In the next few days, Shi Zhijian visited Vancouver accompanied by Lei Luo.
To be honest, the climate in Vancouver is quite troublesome. It is November now, but it is not too cold. It even feels a bit similar to the climate in Hong Kong. Perhaps this is the main reason why many Hong Kong people like to immigrate to Vancouver.
Lei Luo had almost finished playing with Shi Zhijian, and his boredom was relieved a lot.
On this day, the two of them came to the seaside bridge and watched the seagulls circling in the sky and the white yachts dotted on the sea.
Lei Luo sighed and said: "I have figured it out now. When I have money, I will eat and drink. I will buy a yacht in a few days. If I have time, I will take your sister-in-law out fishing! As for starting a business or something, I won't do it anymore."
Think about it."
Shi Zhijian smiled, looked at the sea and said, "Is this kind of life really what you want?"
He knows Lei Luo very well. He is the kind of person who is born to be restless. Otherwise, he would not have opened a hotel or a gold shop immediately after coming to Vancouver——
But the local power in Vancouver is so great that even this dragon crossing the river has to be restrained.
"What, you think I can't take any time off?" Lei Luo smiled.
Shi Zhijian did not speak, but said to Chen Tai who was protecting him: "Help get two cans of beer!"
Chen Tai nodded and asked Sha Danxiong to open the trunk of the car and take out two cans of Carlsberg from the beer box.
"Mr. Shi, your beer!" Chen Tai handed both cans of beer to Shi Zhijian without even looking at Lei Luo.
Lei Luo saw this and shrugged. After Chen Tai walked away, he said to Shi Zhijian: "This idiot Tai still hates me? He has never looked at me since you brought him to Vancouver!"
"That's the kind of character he has. He doesn't know how to hide it, otherwise he wouldn't be called Silly Tai!"
Shi Zhijian is very aware of the relationship between Chen Tai and Lei Luo.
As Lei Luo was the leader of Hong Kong Island at that time, Chen Tai was devoted to Lei Luo and risked his life to help Lei Luo do things.
In the end, Lei Luo ran away without even informing him. In the end, Chen Tai lost the mountain of Lei Luo. The former emperor of Wan Chai almost became a homeless dog. If Shi Zhijian hadn't come to the rescue, he would have been killed long ago.
Killed in the streets.
"I owe him!" With a snap, Lei Luo picked up the beer with his hand and said, "I already said hello to him when I ran away! He did so many things for me, but in the end he was almost killed.
!I owe him this favor!"
Shi Zhijian smiled, opened the beer and took a sip. He put one hand on the bridge railing and said: "Not many people in this world are suitable for business, such as Artest. If you had entrusted him to take care of your business when you left,
, maybe you will lose money——"
After a pause, Shi Zhijian added: "Maybe what he is best at is being a doctor, a massage therapist, an acupuncturist or something..."
"Uh, what did you say?" Shi Zhijian's words made Lei Luo burst into laughter. He glanced at Chen Tai, who was leaning on the car and hugging his arms. He looked like a butcher. He turned to Shi Zhijian and said, "You're stupid?"
Can Tai be a doctor?" He shook his head violently, "This is even harder than buying Liuhe Cai!"
Shi Zhijian also did not explain. In his last life, Chen Tai lost money in business and opened a medical clinic to treat people. For example, big stars Huang Baiming, Sandra Ng and others were regular visitors to his medical clinic. In addition, in his later years, Chen Tai wrote
A medical book was published that specifically talks about how to use traditional Chinese medicine to diagnose and treat cancer.
"Okay Ajian, you've already made a joke. To be honest, you're not just here to visit me this time in Vancouver, right?" Lei Luo looked at Shi Zhijian with a smile while holding a beer.
"You guessed it!" Shi Zhijian said with a smile, "Actually, I want to see what kind of business can be done in Vancouver -"
"Don't learn from me," Lei Luo interrupted, "you will fail when opening a hotel or a gold shop! Of course, if you are willing to pay protection fees to those ghost guys, then find a ghost guy to be your agent.
You can still hang out in Vancouver!”
"Why don't you do this?" Shi Zhijian asked with raised eyebrows.
Lei Luo took a big sip of beer, "Because I am Lei Luo, your mother-in-law! In this life, only others have paid me fees, and I have never paid money to anyone else!"
Shi Zhijian understood, this was Lei Luo's last bit of self-esteem!
Shi Zhijian is different from him. Shi Zhijian is a businessman. Businessmen are naturally smooth. He can make friends, but Lei Luo can't! Even if he is beaten to death, he can't!
"So, let me ask Brother Luo, apart from hotels and gold shops, how much money can be made from doing business in Vancouver?" Shi Zhijian said in a joking tone.
Lei Luo laughed: "You are asking the right person if you ask me this!"
Lei Luo flattened the half-drunk beer can, "The best and most profitable business in Vancouver is the trading of human heads!"
"Huh?" Shi Zhijian was stunned.
"Haha, does that scare you? Trading people is just like setting up an immigration company!" Lei Luo laughed, "Think about it, there are almost three thousand people immigrating to Vancouver from Hong Kong alone every year, plus Japan, Thailand
, the Philippines, Vietnam and other places, there are at least tens of thousands of people every year! Each immigrant needs to pay a certificate fee of 3,000 U.S. dollars, and other miscellaneous items add up to at least 20,000 U.S. dollars!"
"Twenty thousand U.S. dollars, this is not a small number. As an immigration company, in addition to paying a certain percentage of fees to the Vancouver government, you can get at least 30%, which is six thousand U.S. dollars. Plus rebates and so on, you can make a lot of money.
Ten thousand US dollars! If we can monopolize the entire immigration of Vancouver, it is not impossible to earn hundreds of millions of US dollars a year!"
Shi Zhijian originally just listened casually, but the more he listened, the more excited he became.
In fact, according to Shi Zhijian's current status, he already cares very little about making money, but what makes Shi Zhijian's heart beat is the word "immigration."
As a person from the previous life, Shi Zhijian clearly knows that Hong Kong has had three major waves of immigration since the 1960s.
The first wave of immigration occurred on May 6, 1967. Due to a labor dispute, workers at the San Po Kong synthetic plastics factory in Hong Kong began to go on strike and demonstrate.
Workers are dissatisfied with pay cuts and bans on vacations, and large-scale layoffs have further angered them.
Instead of appeasing them, the British Hong Kong authorities took violent actions. Many workers were injured and more than 20 people were arrested.
The strike was like a flame flying into the dry wood in the field. The fire of protest soon spread throughout Hong Kong. For a time, anti-British slogans were plastered on the streets, anti-British slogans were deafening, and strikes and demonstrations took place one after another.
In the next two years, fearing that the situation was unstable, many Hong Kong citizens began to sell their properties and leave Hong Kong, resulting in Hong Kong's first wave of immigration. Many businessmen left for Southeast Asia.
The second wave of immigration occurred after the signing of the Sino-British Joint Declaration in 1983. After the news reached Hong Kong, a new wave of panic and confusion once again swept through society.
The people of Hong Kong, who have been away from their motherland for more than half a century, do not understand the situation on the mainland, and some lack confidence in the future of Hong Kong. This has once again triggered a huge wave of local immigrants. A large number of wealthy people and professionals with special skills have arrived with abundant funds.
They left Hong Kong one after another for Europe and the United States.
The third wave of immigration occurred around the time of the handover in 1997 and during the subsequent financial crisis. At this time, Hong Kong society was filled with an atmosphere of pessimism and anxiety about what the future would hold.
A large number of Hong Kong rich people sold their Hong Kong assets at low prices and sailed across the sea to foreign lands. At the peak of the immigration wave, all kinds of small countries that had never heard of it were competing for Hong Kong people to immigrate there, even Cape Verde
Countries like this place their immigration advertisements in Hong Kong magazines.
At that time, the most popular thing among Hong Kong people was the Canadian immigration project!
For Shi Zhijian, those Hong Kong people who chose to immigrate and leave Hong Kong did nothing wrong. After all, everyone has the right to choose their lifestyle, but they missed the real economic development of Hong Kong. When Hong Kong became a world financial center, they missed
Dividends, missed the best development opportunities.
In addition, many Hong Kong people were deceived by unscrupulous agents and oppressed by unscrupulous companies when they immigrated.
After spending a lifetime of savings, in the end, when I came to Canada, I could only choose jobs such as washing dishes and cleaning toilets. I even had a black household registration and would be jailed if I was caught.
Women are even worse off. Many women are directly sold to be massage girls and foot washers.
What's more, these immigrants not only spent all their life savings, but also had to work for shady companies to pay off their debts when they came to Canada! With a lot of debt, this is a happy immigrant life?!
Thinking of this, Shi Zhijian took a sip of the beer in his hand: "Immigration company? I started this business! But what I make is not money, but conscience!" After saying that, he threw the beer can into the air!
Lei Luo seemed to be confused by Shi Zhijian's words, but he didn't say anything. He just turned to look at the sea and said: "Conscience? I had it before! But in the end, it was eaten by a dog! Now I also want to get my conscience back, but how?
I can’t find it either! Ajian, if your conscience can be earned back, count me in!"
Shi Zhijian glanced at Lei Luo, smiled, and patted him on the shoulder: "Of course! How do you say that sentence?"
"One generation, two brothers!"
"Yes!" Shi Zhijian smiled, "One generation, two brothers!"
…
Vancouver, Chinatown.
"Hey, look at how elegantly my bakery is decorated!"
While Shi Zhijian and Lei Luo were planning to open an immigration company at the beach, Meng Daxiong, a fat man who had met Shi Zhijian once on a plane, was holding his woman's slim waist and proudly inspecting the newly decorated cakes.
Store storefront.
The woman was wearing a mink coat and thought she was luxurious and gorgeous. She looked around the bakery and raised her orchid finger: "Tsk, it's not bad!"
"What do you mean it's okay? From now on you will be the boss lady here!" Meng Daxiong winked and asked the waiter to bring a chair for the woman to sit down. He said flatteringly: "When the time comes, you only need to sit here and collect money. You don't have to do anything.
!As for me, I will also open a branch. Then the whole Chinatown and the whole Vancouver will be my bakery, Meng Daxiong. When it opens, you and I will go to cut the ribbon. How majestic do you think it is?!"
The woman was also tickled by Meng Daxiong's compliments, and tapped Meng Daxiong's forehead with her finger: "I'll just say you are awesome. Although you are small and ugly, you are very talented. I admire you most.
What a talented man!”
"Haha, we are the talented men and the beautiful women! Come on, one of us!"
"No, there are so many people!"
"What are you afraid of? They are all shop assistants!"
Meng Daxiong said and ordered the three clerks: "You all turn your heads!"
The guys laughed and turned around.
"Are you okay now?" Meng Daxiong said to the woman with a squinting look on his face, "Look at how well-behaved and obedient they are. Now it's our turn - come on, Kamuan, Beibei!"
Meng Daxiong pouted, stared at the woman and offered her a sweet kiss.
Just then——
With a bang, the door of the shop was kicked open.
"Hate! Who is this at this critical moment?" Meng Daxiong turned his head and said angrily.
Look outside and see four ghost guys walking in, as well as a Chinese man.
The Chinese man was tall and powerful, with dark skin, as strong as an ox, and wore a very fashionable metal nose ring.
The man with the nose ring smiled and raised his hand outside, and soon someone brought a pot of kumquats over.
"What are you doing?" Meng Daxiong stepped forward and put his hands on his hips: "I don't know you, are you giving me gifts or trying to flatter me? I'll beat the crap out of you!"
The man with the nose ring chuckled: "Does this store belong to you?"
"Of course it's mine. If it's not mine, is it yours?" Meng Daxiong said with great momentum.
The man with the nose ring smiled and said: "That's best. We are from the Shark Gang. We are here to collect protection fees. By the way, I will give you a pot of kumquats and wish you good luck! How much is the fee? A total of eight thousand eight thousand!"
"Eight thousand eighty-eight protection fees? I don't need your protection. Please take back this pot of kumquats! Four words, I don't need it!"
"No need? Haha, he said he didn't need it!" The man with the nose ring smiled evilly at the ghost guys behind him.
At this time, the store clerks were already trembling with fear.
Meng Daxiong is not brainless, he knows very well that these people are not good people, but the problem is that if he is weak once, he will be eaten by the other party in the future. In addition, his woman is right next to him, so he cannot be a softie.
"Then let's help him!"
"Yes, help him renovate the store!"
With that said, the four ghost guys wielded baseball bats and smashed the facilities in the store!
"What are you doing? Stop! I'm going to call the police!" Meng Daxiong hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.
"Call the police? You call the police. When the police come, will they listen to you or mine?!" The man with the nose ring held his nose in disdain.
Crackling!
Meng Daxiong felt terribly distressed when he saw that the shop was smashed to pieces. He spent money to decorate these things.
"Stop it, you guys stop it! My uncle is the president of the Chinatown Chinese Business Association, and he won't let you go if he knows about it!" Meng Daxiong had to move his backers out.
"Uh, what? Is President Meng of Chinatown your uncle?" The man with the nose ring showed a surprised expression.
"What, are you scared?" Meng Daxiong thought he had shocked the other party and felt a little relieved.
But--
"Is that President Meng? God, I'm so scared!" The man with the nose ring screamed strangely, and the four guys who were beating up the ghosts also burst out laughing.
"Come on, for the sake of Uncle Meng, let's hit her harder!" The man with the nose ring said with a cruel smile, "By the way, this woman is pretty good too! Why don't you take her away and let us enjoy her!"
The four ghost guys couldn't help but step forward and grab the woman.
"No!" Meng Daxiong stepped forward to rescue him, but the man with the nose ring kicked him in the stomach first, rolling away like a rubber ball.
"Nobita, save me!" the woman wailed.
Gui Lao smiled lewdly: "So white! So tender! So smooth!"
Meng Daxiong clutched his stomach and was about to get up when the man with the nose ring stepped on his head: "Go back and tell your president, Uncle, to disband the Chinese Chamber of Commerce as soon as possible, then kneel down in front of our boss Jaws and beg for mercy, saying
Maybe we can let him go! As for this woman, I’ll take her back first and give you three hours. If you can’t come over and save her for 100,000 US dollars, then I’m sorry, I’ll sell her to Mexico!”
"No, please let her go!" Meng Daxiong stood up and hugged the thigh of the man with the nose ring to prevent him from leaving.
"Fuck you!" The man with the nose ring kicked Meng Daxiong away and pointed at his nose: "Remember, three hours!"
"No, don't take her away! Wuwuwu!" Meng Daxiong lay on the ground and watched helplessly as his woman was taken away by these bad guys, but there was nothing he could do.
The three store clerks nearby were so frightened that they didn't dare to step forward to stop him.
It was only after the Shark Gang left that the three waiters dared to step forward and help Meng Daxiong up.
"Boss, are you okay?"
"Boss, the Shark Gang can't afford to offend!"
"Yes, women will be miserable if they fall into their hands!"
Upon hearing this, Meng Daxiong became anxious, "No, I'm going to save her! I'm going to find Abo! One hundred thousand dollars? Where can I raise one hundred thousand dollars at this time!"
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Meng Daxiong endured the pain and jumped up: "Shark Gang, I draft the ancestor!"
Many people outside heard the curse, and everyone became trembling, and some even started to close the shop door with a bang to avoid harming Chi Yu.
"This is a big deal!"
"Yeah, if you dare to scold the Shark Gang, it seems like the store won't be able to open, and maybe this little fat guy's life will be in danger!"
"Holy shit, why is it so difficult to do business this year?!"
For these simple Chinatown merchants, they came to Vancouver just to make money and make a living. They never imagined that they would be so unlucky this year. The local gang, the Sharks, entered Chinatown and charged for protection money. They called the police, but the police not only ignored them, but even started talking to the sharks.
Help each other to commit treachery.
As for their own gang, they were completely wiped out by the Shark Gang. There was no other way, because there were those ghost policemen behind the Shark Gang.
Also, gangs in Chinatown always like to fight among themselves. On weekdays, the Chaoshan Gang, the Shandong Gang, and the Zhejiang Gang fight to the death for a small territory, but they will immediately give in when encountering foreign enemies!
According to their words——
"No matter how we fight, we always use knives to kill people. At worst, our hands and feet will be cut off! The Shark Gang is different. They have guns! They will kill people!"
In fact, not only the Chinese gangs gave in to the Shark Gang this year, but also the Japanese gangs, Vietnamese gangs, Korean gangs, etc. also gave in!
In a word, if you have a gun, you are king!
As for Meng Daxiong, who has been bullied, he actually hasn't seen the situation clearly until now. To be precise, he still doesn't know how powerful this scumbag "Shark Gang" is. In his opinion, his uncle is the president of the Chinatown Chamber of Commerce.
, has great power, as long as you ask for his help, you will definitely be able to deal with this damn shark gang!
