Everyone dressed up and crossed the strait to Hong Kong Island, where the Registrar General's Office was located. There was nothing difficult this time, but my brother-in-law was wrong, and now commercial and legal documents are allowed to use Chinese.

After a little inquiry, someone proudly revealed: "All Chinese people in Hong Kong are united and set off a huge Chinese movement." It was only last year that we were able to win the struggle. ”

Everyone listened to it satisfied, and Lin Yi wrote the company's name in Chinese on the company's license.

'Xiaoxin Food Company', a few words are waved away. Since the gourmet products originate from the greedy newcomer, it is named after foodies!

However, he didn't expect that after his brother-in-law and eldest sister found out, they couldn't find Bei. Touching the name on the license, it seems that the wish of Jackie Chan has been fulfilled in advance.

Their happy expressions now are in stark contrast to the avoidance of snakes and scorpions in the face of shares.

Words of gratitude, no need to listen to them. Lin Yi is more concerned about the company's business scope. He found that here in Hong Kong, there are really few restrictions on the company's business activities. When a new product is released, you don't need to change the license once. Even if you operate across industries, this license can do the trick.

The next destination is the Recruitment Office. The orphans and widows cared for by my brother-in-law could not leave Tai O, whether they lived or went to school. If you want to help them, you have to grow the company first. Therefore, the new company here, for the time being, has to use someone else.

However, I talked to some people, but they were not too satisfied.

The brother-in-law also gave an example: "My brother only earns 1,000 yuan a month, and only 800 yuan when he is young." They asked for 1300 when they opened their mouths, which is simply slander!"

Lin Yi is not stingy, but the snack industry is a small business after all. Moreover, I don't know how much I earn or how little I earn, so of course I want to save as much as possible.

However, even if the migrant workers here want to apply for jobs at a reduced price, they don't count if they say it themselves! The union has a hard requirement, and the monthly salary cannot be lower.

The above is not bad, some people have to work, and they have to look at the face of the underworld. One out of every five people in Hong Kong joins a club to keep warm with each other. Just like in the old SH, if you don't join the Qinghong Gang, just wait to be bullied!

Seeing Lin Yi's troubles, Xiang Yanghua came up with an idea: "Brother Yi, didn't you say to help yourself first, and then help others? I think, these two things are not in conflict, we can do it together! The eldest sister who was bullied is not just a snack business, isn't it just right to hire her? If she has money, she won't be chased by debt collectors, right?"

"That's only one person, what's the use!" Although he muttered, after thinking about it, Lin Yi still agreed to go over and have a look.

The girl's kindness, Lin Yi knows it. However, if you can take mainland girls and mainland boys to soar together and tease the snobs, then why not?

Back on the snack street, a few people looked left and right. The woman who was bullied that day can no longer be found.

An old gentleman passed by, and Lin Yi stepped forward and asked, "Hello, can you disturb me?"

The old man stopped and looked over, "What's the matter?"

Lin Yi only realized at this time that the other party's appearance was very peculiar. Although the hair has turned gray, the skin is rosy and smooth. This man has a childish face, and the contrast is very conspicuous, making it impossible to guess his age.

"There is a woman, she, her husband owes money, and she runs away......"

Lin Yi was introducing the situation when the other party suddenly interrupted: "You can speak Chinese, I can understand it." ”

Lin Yi stopped speaking and pretended to be happy and said, "Great, my Cantonese is not up to par, it's too hard to speak!"

He pointed to the location in his memory: "A few days ago, it was there. There is a woman who ran away because her husband owed money and was forced by hooligans to collect debts. Do you know her?"

The other party did not answer, but looked at Lin Yi with curiosity. Then he suddenly asked, "You just came from the mainland, what are you looking for that woman to be a relative?"

"Yes, it's only been a few days. ”

These three consecutive rhetorical questions made Lin Yi feel that the other party suspected his scheme.

When you meet and deal with each other for the first time, it's easy for girls to be trusted. Therefore, Sunflower immediately came on the field and briefly explained her idea of recruiting and helping others.

Among Lin Yi's group, there are old and young, and there is even Amitabha. The other party was actually quite interested, so after giving the address, he sent an invitation to the group.

Everyone also has a good impression of this crane-haired childish face, anyway, it's still early, so just go over and sit down. I didn't walk a few steps on the snack street before I entered a house facing the street.

The hall was not empty, and there were many text panels on the surrounding walls. 'Forbearance', 'diligence', and 'prudence' are all words of self-encouragement. But some ink landscape paintings feel very elegant. After watching it, people are relaxed and happy, and their troubles are gone!

The painting looks like the owner's heart, this crane has a childish face, and it seems that he is also a strange person!

The other party said: "The front house is a calligraphy and painting shop, but there is no plaque, and it only does acquaintance business." On this hot day, I invite you to a cup of tea, and there are some things I want to ask you. ”

The owner led everyone into the back door, which is a typical front shop and back room, but with a small courtyard in the middle. The crane hair and the boy face poured tea to relieve the heat and cool down everyone. Then he introduced himself: "My name is Guan Hongzu, three out of fifty this year, and I came from the mainland in 58 years. ”

This Uncle Guan asked while feeling the general feelings: "Xiangyin, I haven't heard it for a long time! Can you tell me about the situation on the mainland?"

The other party asked in detail, and Lin Yi was afraid that he would miss his mouth, so he asked others to say more and himself to say less.

Many things, the girl is just ignorant, so she naturally needs adults to supplement.

Uncle Xiang's eloquence is really not flattering. However, Uncle Guan is smart, his questions are very logical, and he can always ask the point. The messy narrative was easily strung together by him!

When sending guests out, Uncle Guan turned around and thanked everyone for sending nostalgia: "When passing by in the future, if the door is open, you can come in and sit casually." ”

Everyone else had already moved, but only the little monk remained motionless.

Lin Yi was about to ask, when the sound of 'Amitabha' sounded, and the little monk suddenly got up and stopped Uncle Guan who was sending off the guest. The breeze and clouds of the past have disappeared from the generous face, and the usual calmness has also turned into a hurry. It seems that those two words obviously touched his heart.

Dafang did not wear monk's clothes, but performed Buddhist rituals and sang Buddha trumpets. Uncle Guan was very interested in this strange child, and asked kindly: "Is there something wrong?"

The little monk whimpered and asked expectantly: "The five aggregates are empty, the six roots are pure, and the two words in the front hall remind me of the master." His final advice. I don't understand, can I ask you?"

Seeing that the other party nodded kindly, the little monk confided in his secret feelings: "I am devoted to the Buddha, and I will firmly remember every word that Master says! Why does Master think that my five aggregates are not empty and my six roots are difficult to purify?

looked at the little monk, and Uncle Guan found that there was no ring scar on his bald head. After learning about Dafang's experience, his tone became more cordial: "After you came to Hong Kong, did you encounter anything that shook your previous beliefs?"

The little monk immediately replied: "Only once." Three days ago, while shopping, I entered a temple. Because he had no money to offer incense, he was insulted and pushed by a donor, but the senior brother who welcomed the guest turned a blind eye. I think about this from time to time, I don't know if it's my fault or my brother's fault?"

Looking at the generous eyes, Uncle Guan gently admonished: "I can only say that some temples in Hong Kong have actually become companies. What is enshrined in it is already money, not the Buddha!"

He also sincerely suggested: "Whether it is still vulgar or not, in the end, you have to decide for yourself." But for the time being, you can lead the practice first. Without accession, it is difficult to know what birth is!"