I make a living solving crimes.

Chang Wei was sorting out the plan for Yu Zecheng in the room. Chang Wan was sleeping on his side on the bed, with the quilt covering his chin, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed. His brows were slightly furrowed, and his whole body was curled up into a ball.

She had just had a nightmare and was back selling cigarettes on the street and was beaten half to death.

Fortunately, the moment she woke up, she opened her eyes and saw Chang Wei writing under the desk lamp, and then she calmed down.

In her sleep, she hugged her shoulders and frowned.

Chang Wei put down the pen in his hand, sat down on the edge of the bed, and patted her back gently.

The little girl's breathing gradually became calmer and she slowly relaxed. Her little hands gently grasped Chang Wei's sleeves.

After dinner, they returned to the room and talked about their future life.

When the little girl heard that she had to follow Lan Xiaojie, she immediately panicked and raised her head with tears in her eyes, saying, "Brother, please don't leave me. I can sell cigarettes and give all the money to you."

This scene made Chang Wei feel extremely uncomfortable.

The two talked a lot, and Chang Wei made many promises before they finally agreed reluctantly.

Lan Xiaojie tiptoed to push the door open, poked her head into the room, and looked completely different from usual.

Well, the feeling of stealing is very strong.

Of course Chang Wei wouldn't think that she was here to warm the bed.

Because the girl's eyes were on Chang Wan.

"Are you here to see her?" Chang Wei smiled.

"Well, I couldn't sleep, so I came over to take a look." Lan Xiaojie walked in, sat down beside the bed, and gently brushed away Chang Wan's messy hair with her fingers. "I once had a younger brother, who was also as thin and small as Xiaowan..."

Chang Wei saw that her eyes were red and said nothing.

"I'll take her to my room, and you can focus on your work." Lan Xiaojie turned her head to hide her feelings and adjusted her mood. "You have to go back tomorrow, so let me get to know her better."

"That's fine, you try it first." Chang Wei nodded and said with a smile: "If she is scared, call me."

Lan Xiaojie rubbed her hands, and when her palms began to feel warm, she reached into the quilt and carried Chang Wan out.

The little girl's body trembled, her eyelids squeezed, and her whole body was stiff. Her little hands grabbed Chang Wei's sleeves, and after a while she gently let go.

Chang Wei watched the two men leave and turned his attention back to his work.

The previous idea was to ask Yu Zecheng to help purchase scarce supplies in the country, but after talking with Mr. Ying, he changed his mind.

If there is no ability to produce blood, this thing will not last long.

You can't ask Detective Lei to borrow money every time you come, right?

So, he thought about it for a long time and decided to use all the remaining Hong Kong dollars to build a television factory in the New Territories.

Now is the period of great development of Hong Kong City. The Four Asian Tigers have not yet risen, so we can seize some opportunities.

Regarding the industrial field, there will be opportunities in the future to purchase some Batumi-embargoed materials and secretly ship them back to the country.

In his incomplete plan, Yu Zecheng and Lan Xiaojie both played a crucial role.

......

Along the coastline, you can see a few lonely fishing fires flickering in the darkness, which are the testimony of the fishermen working day and night.

The firelight flickered in the sea breeze, adding a touch of warmth and life to this quiet night.

They were about to go back, but Wu Jimao and Ji Xiaowang were still a little reluctant. They felt that they had not accomplished anything great during their trip to Hong Kong City, and their sense of accomplishment was insufficient.

They just robbed a black policeman and had a fight.

Then there is the fresh excitement brought by this fantasy city.

For example, Wu Jimao was once approached by a foreign girl on the street, "Room 10, duck wings."

A big ocean horse...unfortunately it's black.

For example, Ji Xiaowang heard the children here call him "Dad" instead of "Dad" but "Daddy".

He was very confused. What was the point of calling "mom"?

Chang Wei was looking at the man carrying the bag.

The workers in charge of loading at the dock all came from the mainland. Many of them could only rely on selling their physical labor to do the work because they couldn't speak the language and were unfamiliar with the place.

They were originally responsible for loading sand, but were called to work overtime tonight.

As long as they have money, they don’t care what you load or where you ship it.

After one boat was loaded, the workers in charge of carrying the bags took a short break while waiting for the second boat to dock. Chang Wei went over to smoke a cigarette and heard a middle-aged man ask, "Are you from the mainland too?"

Chang Wei looked him up and down and nodded, "How did you know?"

"Although you can speak Cantonese, those people all speak Beijing dialect." The man took the cigarette from Chang Wei, pointed in the direction of Wu Jimao and the others, and said with emotion: "It's better for you to have someone to support you here. When you come over, you will be the young master."

It can be seen from their clothes that Chang Wei and his people are not refugees.

"Well, my family has friends here." Chang Wei said vaguely. Hearing that he spoke clearly and logically, he asked casually, "What did you do before you came here?"

"Teacher." The man smiled bitterly. "I couldn't get enough food at home. I heard that Hong Kong City was free, so I ran here. Alas, freedom... capitalist freedom does not belong to the proletariat."

"Did you come here alone?"

"Well, I'll come over here to explore the way first. If the times are good, I'll let my wife and children come over."

“It’s not easy for a man here.”

Chang Wei didn't know how to comfort him, nor did he know whether he would regret it in the future.

The new sand-carrying ship docked. The man threw away his cigarette butt, lowered his head, bent his back, gritted his teeth in silence, and continued to carry the bag.

Ani came over and whispered beside him, "You don't have to pity them too much. Many people here have abandoned their families. Very few can really stand on their own feet and bring their families here. It's not that they can't, but they don't want to."

Chang Wei nodded.

There are many such things in later generations. After being away for a few years, the first thing they do when they come back is divorce.

When you join capitalism, you don’t know whether your spirit will be free or not, but your crotch will be free first.

"We'll have to wait another half a month for the remaining food. Do you want to come and take a look then?" Ani whispered.

"It's coming." Chang Wei walked a few steps away from the people carrying bags in the yard, and then continued: "I have something else to trouble you, please help me arrange a bigger warehouse."

"Do you have any other supplies to purchase?"

"No, I'm bringing a group of people here. We need some temporary accommodation and bedding. We can even sleep on the floor. We'll only stay for a few days."

"how many people?"

"At least a company...about a hundred people."

Ani's eyes widened a little. She opened her mouth but didn't ask him what he was going to do. After thinking for a while, she said, "It can be arranged here at the battlefield, but it's too far from the city. If...if you want to move around more conveniently, go to Chaguoling. I'll prepare wood for you and you can build a wooden house yourself."

Chang Wei recalled the location of Cha Kwo Ling in his mind. It was near Kwun Tong in Kowloon. He nodded and said, "Then let's go to Cha Kwo Ling. It's better not to get involved with you too much in this matter. Just help us prepare some wood and food. Our people can endure hardships."

The Ying family is in the construction business, so a little bit of wood is no big deal for them.