Rebirth: Rising Hong Kong

"Are you really going to join me in the sorority of our plastic flower factory tonight?"

Shi Yufeng dressed up neatly, looked in the mirror again and again, put on her best cheongsam, pulled up her hair, and stuck a silver hairpin behind her head.

Her bottle of precious French perfume has been used up, so she can only sprinkle some toilet water on her body in grievance. The perfume is too expensive. Although she is now a renter, she can only pay thousands of yuan in rent per month, but she is still reluctant to buy it.

The habits formed by poverty cannot be changed for a while, on the contrary, they will become more stingy. Shi Yufeng is such a person.

Since she donated 30,000 yuan unintentionally last time, all she could think about was money, how to deal with it, how to save it, and how to pick it up.

"If I don't go, Bo'er won't be able to go, so I'll have to drive you guys over there!" Shi Zhijian didn't dress up much. Since it was a sorority party, it was nothing more than eating and drinking. Denim casual wear.

When Shi Yufeng saw it, she turned her face and said to him, "Why don't you dress better, your white suit, black suit, it's good to wear a set."

"What if it gets dirty, do you wash it?"

Shi Zhijian joked that wearing a suit must be on a very solemn occasion, so that he would not wrong himself for a fraternity in a plastic flower factory, and he would still wear casual clothes to be comfortable.

"That's right, your clothes are very expensive, what should you do if they get dirty?" Shi Yufeng's mind was different from ordinary people, and he thought of this again immediately.

The two packed up and were ready to go.

Bao'er also wore a beautiful dress tonight, a turtleneck sweater specially knitted by Shi Yufeng for Bao'er.

Bao'er squatted down, holding the crushed steamed bun in his hand and saying goodbye to the little black dog, "Xiao Hei, don't cry, we'll be back soon. I can't take you to play this time, you have to be obedient. Come, I'll treat you to steamed buns."

Xiao Hei let out a bark twice, burying his head and eating the steamed buns that Baoer crushed.

Shi Yufeng shouted: "Don't feed it so much food, the dog will only sleep and not work when its belly is full."

Bao'er didn't care about this, he fed all the steamed buns to Xiao Hei, and then touched Xiao Hei's head with his little hand: "You must be obedient, watch the door carefully, and scream when you see bad guys, you know?"

Xiao Hei raised his head, stared at his black eyes, and barked twice more towards Bao'er.

Bao'er turned her head to her mother and said, "It says it knows."

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East City Cinema is located at the junction of Locke Road and Fenwick Street, Wanchai, Hong Kong. It opened on February 9, 1964 and is operated by East Shing Co., Ltd., a subsidiary of the Ho Tung family.

In the four years since its opening, Dongcheng Theatre has occasionally invited large troupes to perform Cantonese opera, and there have always been many supernatural legends.

In the early days, there was no indoor funeral home in Hung Hom District of Hong Kong. Most businesses set up mourning halls in stadium parks and open spaces, called open-air funeral homes, which are outdoor funeral homes. The Hong Kong government once built a "Farewell Pavilion" in the area of ​​the expansion project of the Hong Kong Polytechnic University in Hung Hom. Later, Wanchai Wanguo Funeral Home moved to Hung Hom and built a world funeral home in Hung Hom. After the original Wanguo Funeral Home building was sold to the developer, it was then sold to the He Dong family and rebuilt into the later "Dongcheng Theater".

It is understood that this theater was rebuilt from a funeral home, but there are not many places for "reconstruction". The theater still retains the layout and architecture of many funeral homes. For example, it is rumored that a women's toilet was a room for storing corpses at that time, etc. .

However, some people pointed out that there are as many as six or seven similar theaters near the Dongcheng Cinema, which has been operating poorly, so the competition among peers is extremely fierce.

In a word, the business of this theater is good, and it is difficult to get money, so tonight the plastic flower factory will spend money to hold a social gathering here, so that the theater owner can make a lot of money, and it also saves Mr. Big money, ghost theater baa, low prices.

Shi Zhijian originally wanted to drive Shi Yufeng and Baoer to the Dongcheng Theater to participate in the sorority party. Shi Yufeng, who always likes to show off, likes to show off, but this time he is not willing to take a car. After asking clearly, Shi Yufeng is very popular in the factory. Because she likes to speak up, she has made many female co-workers who are sympathetic.

These female workers are either poor or born in poverty. Shi Yufeng is afraid that he will come over by car and scare them, opening the distance between them.

Shi Zhijian was quite surprised by this, and asked Shi Yufeng why you were not afraid to deepen the distance between you and the neighbors when you were in Shek Kip Mei?

Shi Yufeng's answer was: "Those who are on the street will live together no matter how deep they are. Where can they go? These workers are different. I quit my job after the new year, and I want to have a good time with them for the last time!"

Shi Zhijian did not understand the truth of the old sister Shi Yufeng, so he could only follow the orders.

So the three took a rickshaw all the way to the Dongcheng Theater.

The entrance to the theater was very lively. Not only are there large flower baskets, but also banners.

The banner reads: Plastic Flower Factory Year-End Friendship,

The large flower basket with the height of one person on the left and right reads the couplet----

Every day the source of wealth comes along with the wishes; every year blessings come with the spring.

Horizontal approval: Cheung Kong Industrial.

Some well-informed hawkers were also waiting near the theater at this time.

"Selling Sydney, delicious Sydney! Sweet and refreshing!"

"Selling candied haws, delicious and beautiful candied haws!"

There are also some stalls that sell roasted sweet potatoes, and those who carry the burden to sell fine raspberries.

Many hawkers gathered at the entrance of the theater, shouting loudly and soliciting business.

"I didn't expect it to be so lively tonight." Shi Yufeng brought his brother and daughter to the door with a look of surprise.

"Wow, no wonder, there are performances by Bai Xuexian and Ren Jianhui tonight, as well as Xinma Shizeng!" Shi Yufeng shouted loudly.

These three are all famous actors in the Cantonese opera industry, and it is often hard to get a ticket when they appear on the show.

"Boss Li is really rich, he can even get such a big name!" Shi Yufeng once again lamented the greatness of Boss Li of the plastic flower factory.

Shi Zhijian doesn't think so. Nowadays, the rise of Cantonese opera in movies is on the decline. Compared with those movie stars, many so-called famous opera actors have long been "priceless". Originally, a play cost 3,000 yuan. It is estimated that they are willing to do it for 300 yuan. If you don't go to the stage with a shelf, you are afraid that you will starve to death.

Just as Shi Yufeng was shouting at the entrance of the theater, on the second floor of the theater, someone was watching her through the window knocking melon seeds.

"Is that **** the one?"

"Shi Yufeng from our plastic flower factory? Why don't you know him?"

The fat woman eating melon seeds smiled contemptuously: "No wonder I feel familiar, it turns out to be a lame phoenix, but I don't recognize her in a cheongsam."

The thin woman who talked to her also glanced at Shi Yufeng: "Her cheongsam looks quite expensive, and the lame phoenix who has always been stingy is willing to do so."

"I don't have money to learn how to dress so well, this Shi Yufeng is really a coquettish bag!" The fat woman looked disdainful.

The thin woman's name is Xu Zhaodi, an ordinary female worker in the women's workshop of a plastic flower factory.

The fat woman's name is Zhou Dahong, the junior leader of their workshop.

Zhou Dahong's husband, Wu Dekui, is a small seller in a plastic flower factory. Because of this relationship, Zhou Dahong has always been a powerful man in the plastic flower factory, and he doesn't look down on people very much.

"Is that pretty boy next to Lame Phoenix?"

"It seems like a lame little guy~www.wuxiamtl.com~ What's the name of Jian. I heard that he used to be so majestic, but he was a bad guy, but he stopped doing it later." Xu Zhaodi said looking at Shi Zhijian below.

Zhou Dahong glanced at Shi Zhijian, "It's a pity that such a handsome boy has a silver-like pewter head, it's not worth it!"

Xu Zhaodi hurriedly said: "But I heard that he has opened a small factory now, and it seems to be quite profitable."

Zhou Dahong sneered, "To make money? Can you make more money than my husband? He looks like he's not even 20 years old, and he still learns from others to open a factory, so he will die!"

Xu Zhaodi didn't dare to speak anymore. She also heard hearsay. Looking at the following Shi Zhijian, he was really too young. No matter how he looked at it, he looked like a student who was still studying. He remembered that he came by a rickshaw just now, wearing casual clothes. Where is there a little bit of a big boss.

"Sister Hong, what you're saying is that he looks like a street boy, how can he compare with Brother Kui?"

Only then did Zhou Dahong snort with satisfaction. In her mind, even though her husband Wu Dekui was a small businessman, he was not comparable to the poor brother Lame Feng.