Glancing at the car, Gu Siwei found that in addition to this guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, there were also a few young people, and at a glance, he knew that these young people were probably doing something, although they didn't have any hideous faces, but they also had a ruffian on their bodies.

However, Gu Siwei can also imagine how many people can succeed if a person who has swam from the land wants to do something serious here?

This is due to the nature of the port market.

Now the society of Hong Kong City is roughly divided into three layers, and the most high-class people are naturally the British, who are at the top of society, and they are almost the king of Hong Kong City.

The second layer is the upper-class Chinese, these people are generally rich people from China, and there are people who have developed by the British, and almost all the people in this layer serve the British to manage the port market, whether you have or have status, they are all operating under the baton of the British.

The third layer is the common people, there is nothing to say, it is this group of people who suffer and suffer.

And at the bottom of this third layer are these Xingang people who have just swam over from the land, and these people often do the hardest work and suffer the most anger.

At this time, the economy of Hong Kong City is about to take off, so the life of ordinary people is quite passable, and it is really better than that in China.

But at the same time, the port market at the moment is also quite chaotic, not to mention anything else, this is the era of Lei Luo's survival in film and television dramas.

Gu Siwei naturally didn't know this, he just came to buy medicine, and he didn't plan to live here permanently, others like Hong Kong City, and he doesn't have any special affection for big cities, including Hong Kong City.

"Hello, you're here too?"

People are so enthusiastic, Gu Siwei can't give people a cold face, as for whether he is a good person or something, these are within the scope of Lao Gu's consideration?

Gu Siwei didn't care at all, if these people wanted to harm themselves, then Gu Siwei didn't mind letting them taste Thompson's clicking sound in his own space.

If they don't harm themselves, what does that have to do with themselves? There are so many things happening in society every day, even if Nezha has three heads and six arms, he can't manage it, right?

Seeing that Gu Siwei was very enthusiastic, this one was even more energetic, directly slapped the car door, and shouted at his companion: "Stop, stop."

When the car stopped, he opened the door and jumped out of the car.

After getting down, he patted the car door again: "Let's go back first, I'll accompany my fellow countryman to go around more!" ”

Gu Siwei was a little speechless, thinking that this product was too self-cooked.

"I thought you didn't come, but I heard that there were a lot of ...... caught on the road this time."

When he came to Gu Siwei's side, the young man started chatting mode again, and talked to Gu Siwei about the events of last night.

Gu Siwei listened in a fake way, and walked aimlessly while listening.

In Gu Siwei's sight, the road is very narrow, narrow and a little depressing, there are four- or five-story cement buildings on both sides of the road, and there is almost no sunlight on the sidewalk on the side of the road.

It's more of a roadside signboard, let's put it this way, Gu Siwei has never seen so many signboards, it feels like a one, almost no building, and there are all signboards from this side to the end of the road.

"How is it, the port city is prosperous, right?"

The young man who was side by side with Gu Siwei saw Gu Siwei looking at both sides of the street, so he asked triumphantly, saying this with a little pride, as if the prosperity of this port city had something to do with him.

Regarding the mentality of young people, Gu Siwei feels a little coke.

"In general, the signboard is too messy and messy, and it is not beautiful at all" Gu Siwei thought for a while and then followed up.

The young man exclaimed, "Not pretty? No, you're wrong, it's the taste of freedom! ”

Saying that, the young man also took a deep breath: "You just came, you don't know how good it is here, wait for you to stay for a long time, you will know, you only need to have ...... here."

As he spoke, he gestured to the action of twisting his fingers together, which is the rack of counting money.

"As long as you have this, you have all the fame, fortune, and women, and as long as you have enough money, the British have to lick your cheeks...... So, brother, your biggest task when you come here is to make money, throw away the domestic set of calls, throw the farther the better, I've had enough these days, nothing can be done over there, this doesn't work and that is not allowed, anyone can be cleaned up by anyone who scolds two sentences, here you just don't scold the queen, scold whoever you want......" The young man said triumphantly.

Gu Siwei looked at his appearance, smiling, he didn't believe a word of this goods, thinking about others too well is going to suffer losses, and a diplomat said a word later, that is, we Chinese think you too well, we think you have the minimum standard of being a person, who knows that you people don't have it at all!

"Don't wear this dress, you are wearing it and the person on your body will know that you are swimming here at a glance, do you see it, the eyes of the people around you look at you."

The young man reached out and tugged at Gu Siwei's clothes.

Now Gu Siwei is naturally the original set, even if he wants to buy something fashionable, there is nowhere to buy it, even if it is the most fashionable clothes in China, worn on the streets of Hong Kong City, it is also a slag in the eyes of this group of pedestrians.

Gu Siwei doesn't care about these, not to mention anything else, the most important thing for post-90s Chinese youth is self-confidence, which really surpasses the post-70s and post-80s as a whole.

I turned my head to look around, and sure enough, I saw many people looking at me with strange eyes.

Gu Siwei thought for a while, then looked up at the signboard on the door of his head, and soon Gu Siwei locked down a shop, because the store clearly said pawnshop.

Without thinking about it, Gu Siwei walked straight towards the pawnshop.

When the young man saw it, he immediately followed.

Entering the pawnshop, Gu Siwei felt very fresh, this was the first time he entered the pawnshop, there was a small room when he entered the door, it was not big, it was almost two meters wide, and when he looked up at the door, it was a high counter, almost one meter five to one meter six high, and ordinary people could only show their heads when they stood in front of the counter.

Gu Siwei's height is naturally not used.

"What's the matter?"

Behind the counter was a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a suit and tie, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, who was originally looking down and writing something.

This kind of person is middle-aged and has seen a lot, and many of the people who have just come have something on them, and most of them are not valuable things.

So the middle-aged man just raised his eyelids and asked very casually.

"What's the price of the little yellow croaker?"

Gu Siwei didn't have time to talk nonsense with him, so he stood in front of the counter and asked.

"Would you rather buy or sell?"

The middle-aged man heard the little yellow fish look up at Gu Siwei, and smiled secretly in his heart.

He really didn't think that the person in front of him had a small yellow croaker in his hand, he had met countless people from the north, and he had never heard of a small yellow croaker coming from the water, even if he had it at home before, he couldn't save it, and it was even more difficult to bring it over.

"Sell!"

Gu Siwei said as he pulled it out of his pocket, and then threw it on the counter, and a small yellow croaker appeared on the counter.

As soon as he saw the little yellow croaker on the counter, the middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, just at a glance he knew that this little yellow croaker was real, there was no possibility of fake, this was the eyesight that had been practiced for many years.

Seeing Gu Siwei's style, the middle-aged man suddenly changed his face, and walked out from behind the counter with a small yellow croaker.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the thing at hand just now was a little annoying, I didn't notice you two, please sit down!"

If you have money, you are an uncle, and the middle-aged man shows the rules of this port market to the fullest.

At this moment, the young man was a little dumbfounded, he thought that he had just met a rookie who had just come to Hong Kong City, but now he saw that his pockets were much deeper than his.

The young man who was still boasting about it suddenly wilted at this moment.

Gu Siwei was not polite, and he leaned on the chair next to him, and he really looked like a big customer.

"Okay, I'm still quite busy, you give a price to see" Gu Siwei waited for someone to serve him tea, took it and took a sip and put down the tea cup.

Drinking tea is very casual and not much exquisite, but middle-aged people don't dare to slack off now. It's a good thing to talk about rules, and it's also an identity to talk about pomp, but what is more bullish is that some don't pay attention to it, and there are two things that don't pay attention to it, one is that people don't have to pay attention to their identity.

This thing is like a decades-old aristocratic training class, charging you tens of thousands of yuan for a few classes, and then complaining that you can't pinch the fine bottom of the glass with your hands when you drink red wine, which is what only inferior people do, and it turns out that the Queen of England has a photo of pinching the cup like this.

People with status don't pay attention to it, or they don't need to pay attention to it when they reach a certain status, they are the rules.

There is also a category of outlaws, these people don't pay attention to it, they are used to talking with knives.

The middle-aged man felt that the two people in front of him were afraid that there were more of the latter.

A price was quoted.

Gu Siwei swept the expression of the young man next to him with the corner of his eye, and found that there was nothing unusual on his side, so he guessed that the price was okay.

"That's it, change one first, and change the rest later" Gu Siwei slapped the table.

"I'm a pawnshop," the middle-aged man said with a wry smile.

Gu Siwei was a little confused.

Seeing Gu Siwei's appearance, the middle-aged man explained to Gu Siwei, what is death and what is life.

"So troublesome!"

Gu Siwei was a little big, thought for a while and asked the young man, "What do you think?" ”

Asking this question is the same as asking a follower.

The young man said, "It's quite suitable, it's usually the price."

The young man still knew a little about this thing, and he opened his mouth to give a very positive word.

"Then let's just die."

Gu Siwei didn't want to be verbose.

So the middle-aged man took a pen and paper, gave the contract twice, replaced it with a roll of Hong Kong paper, and handed it to Gu Siwei's hand, which was considered to have completed the transaction.

sent Gu Siwei and the two to the door, and the middle-aged man returned to the shop.

After walking a few steps, the young man finally couldn't help but ask, "Do you know the price?" ”

"I don't know," Gu Siwei shook his head.

The young man was even more puzzled: "Then you are not afraid that he will lie to you?" ”

"I've never been afraid that others will lie to me, and if I don't know it, it's his ability, if I let me know, I burned his shop!" Gu Siwei said lightly.

In an instant, the young man was a little shorter again, and he felt that the young man in front of him seemed to be telling the truth.

(End of chapter)