As the sun sets and night falls, Hong Kong's nightlife is about to start again.

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, Princess Road is full of people, Victoria Harbour is ebb and flow, Lan Kwai Fong is still singing at night, Repulse Bay is drunk with gold, Queen's Road is full of traffic, life is always the same, and the earth will still turn without anyone.

"Fucking world!"

Cursing is so pale and weak, and the weak always like it.

He Jiasheng held the beer bottle in his hand, threw it forward with all his might, the bottle fell in a parabola, and finally fell into the sea with a bang, causing a small wave, and then quickly regained calm.

Life is like a swamp, a pool of stagnant water is lifeless, and those who want to struggle out will sink at a faster speed, while those who do not struggle can live longer.

It's like a black hole, whether it's pessimistic or optimistic, whether it's a year or a snap of a finger, everything is taken as ordered, and then nothing is visible.

Standing on the beach, he was wearing a black baseball cap with the brim covering his eyes, and he was dressed in a sports suit, which he had worn for seven days.

Fiercely extinguishing the cigarette butt and putting on the mask again, He Jiasheng looked at the sea without a trace of waves, and left without looking back. There were cigarette butts and a stack of empty wine bottles.

He Jiasheng knew that this was the seventh day, he had been hiding for seven days, since the stock was trapped, more than half of the usury he borrowed had evaporated, and there was no hope of turning around anyway.

In the past seven days, I have been hiding since the first day, and now I don't have much money on my body, and if I can't find a way out, I will immediately live on the streets and beg.

As a top student of CUHK, it has to be said that it is extremely ridiculous to fall to this point.

In fact, all this was ridiculous from the beginning, but at that time, He Jiasheng was so stunned that he didn't think calmly.

One is a civilian man, the other is not a rich daughter, and the same is a civilian woman, the love between the two is really bumpy.

He Jiasheng, a civilian man, must earn enough money to let the family of a civilian woman see his talents, buy a house and a car, and prevent a civilian woman from getting engaged to someone else, yes, to a wealthy child.

Love is a war, and He Jiasheng, as the active party, lost at the beginning. No matter how many vows and alliances there are, they can't resist the cruelty of reality, people always bow their heads in front of reality, and finally have to find reasons for themselves.

He Jiasheng didn't want to complain, when he was the most angry, he just raised his middle finger to the sky and cursed fiercely The fucking world, fucking men and women, that's all.

He Jiasheng looked up at the street, the head of the old man of KFC on the billboard on the street, he seemed to be laughing, as if silently mocking him as a clown.

The stock price is changing day by day, no matter what, you can't get out of a trap, time waits for no one, the stock market is changing, and it is difficult to predict what will happen in the next moment.

In the market of hundreds of billions of Hong Kong dollars, 100,000 yuan will not make a splash if it falls in, and it will be diluted quickly, and there will be no point left. From the beginning full of expectations and confidence, to the surging and surging worship later, it is now completely desperate.

Time waits for no one, and a choice must be made.

When he realized that he could not repay the money on time, He Jiasheng fled decisively, and no one knew if it would turn around until the end, but the truth did not go as he wished, and the stock price continued to fall.

When I borrowed loan sharks, I didn't expect this to be the way it is now. As a result, not only the stock market is trapped, but now he himself is trapped.

From the first day when I chose to hide, it foreshadowed today's fate. One wrong step and one wrong step, so far, you can only bow your head.

Ho Ka-shing walks on the streets, the streets of Hong Kong are full of people, and every night falls, there are always a lot of people.

For seven days, most of the time He Jiasheng was in a small rental house, which was a low-tide basement warehouse, the smell of mold always filled the tip of his nose, there were no stars and moons in sight, and there was only the same table lamp every day.

For seven days, He Jiasheng hid like this, looking at the computer screen day and night, in a vain attempt to see the stock price fluctuations and improve a little, but the truth is always the opposite.

For seven days, you can only eat instant noodle biscuits and boxed lunches, you can't breathe a little fresh air, and you can only come out very rarely, and you have to be careful not to be discovered by the underworld.

For seven days, he watched with his own eyes how those old boys smashed the food stalls in his house, how they pushed his parents, how they bullied his sister, he could only watch things happen again and again, the police could not do anything, and he could do nothing.

For seven days, he could only hide, and if he was discovered, it would not be a missing arm or leg, but the fate of a sunken corpse in Kowloon Bay.

In the past seven days, he even thought more than once, whether he had to rob a bank, or kidnap a rich man to get a ransom to pay back those loan sharks, but the reality is very cruel, he has no gun and no training, how can he escape the pursuit of the Hong Kong police.

If he was alone, He Jiasheng would have been ready to do it a long time ago, but he still has a family, and he still has concerns.

Family is his weakness, is the last pure land in his heart, he can't watch everything happen anymore, the food stalls will go out of business, and his family will suffer, not to mention that life is unsustainable, and even personal safety cannot be guaranteed.

He Jiasheng had to stand up, he selfishly hid for seven days, and there was no hope for seven days, and it was an extreme failure to be a man to this extent.

If there is no turning point and he is cornered, then he can only fight with his back, but an accident happens, and someone wants to see him.

In the mobile phone is the message sent just now, a mainlander named Shen Yang, He Jiasheng asked him to meet in the tea restaurant. In a short time, he must rush to the tea restaurant, and if he is discovered by the underworld, he will inevitably be beaten.

He is He Jiasheng's turning point, of course, there is no free lunch in the world, there is a motive behind all actions, so it depends on what he needs.

A mainlander, a 22-year-old young man from the mainland, who opened an investment company, wanted something.

Ho Ka-shing never thought of leaving Hong Kong, Hong Kong is where he grew up, although his father fled Hong Kong back then, but this does not change the fact that he is now a Hong Konger.

The mainland, although the mainland is economically developing, but is it as developed as Hong Kong, and his understanding of the mainland is only in the news, many things are unfamiliar, what can a person do in an unfamiliar field?

As a top student majoring in finance, what can he do in the mainland, be active in an economic market under the supervision of the Securities Regulatory Commission, and joke that capital has no borders, and what can be done in an unfree market.

He was not hopeful about the outcome of this meeting, but simply looked forward to it.

Hopefully it won't turn out that bad.

(To be continued)