money player

Gamboa Street, Rio de Janeiro.

Wu Shunhua stood in front of a jiaozi stall, holding a jiaozi in her hand and putting it into her mouth. She took a bite, chewed it slowly and swallowed it, then picked up the cup and put a mouthful of sugarcane juice into her mouth. It was iced and very cool.

She took a bite, then a sip, her eyes roaming around.

Last night, she was groped by a Brazilian guy at the door of her residence. In order to conceal her identity and blend in with the environment, she imitated the reactions of other Chinese women in such situations and pretended to be a quail.

Now, she came to get revenge.

Soon, she saw the Brazilian from last night, put a Cruzeiro on the stall and added it.

She followed him from a distance all the way, and when they entered a remote street, she quickened her pace and quickly came behind the Brazilian guy. When the Brazilian guy heard the noise and turned his head to look back, she stabbed the half-pair of scissors in her hand into the Brazilian guy's kidney.

She stabbed and pulled, over and over again, until the blood vessels were torn into pieces. Then she pulled out the scissors, wiped them back and forth on the Brazilian guy's clothes, put away the scissors and quickly left the scene.

After some time, she came to the famous cafe "Confeitaria Colombo", sat by the railing on the second floor, ordered a cup of coffee, and asked for chocolate balls and egg tarts.

She could only come to such high-end stores because her Portuguese was not very good. She only learned a few words when she knew she would be sent to Rio de Janeiro.

After placing her order, she pulled out a Portuguese-English dictionary and looked up the word she wanted.

Everyone has a mother, and that dead Brazilian guy also had one. If a son is not well-educated, it is the fault of his father. She wants to find a local gang to place an order to visit his mother, both to get revenge and to verify whether the local gang is polite.

There are some wrong names, but there are some correct nicknames. Her nickname "Cannon" is not for nothing. If you take advantage of her, be prepared for her endless revenge.

That is to say, she is unfamiliar with the place and has to be restrained in her actions, otherwise she would make a bomb and kill the Brazilian's family in a minute. She can guarantee that she will not hurt innocent people. The title of explosives expert is not something she gave herself.

Bei Ho Street, Hong Kong.

The shop next to Jinda Pawnshop hung a sign that read "Tangshan Company".

This is Su Lizhen's new business. She handles immigration-related services such as applying for visas, purchasing boat tickets, arranging accommodation, and providing legal advice. In Hong Kong, such institutions are called immigration offices or water passengers.

The Tangshan company currently only does business in the Brazilian capital of Rio de Janeiro and Sao Paulo, and its main service targets are people from Siyi.

"How much does it cost to go to Xingboluo?"

"Have you any relatives in São Paulo?"

“No.”

"Did you bring enough money?"

"Not much."

"Then you can go to Rio de Janeiro. Our company has a partner there who can arrange a job for you. After you pay off the boat ticket in two years, our company can also help you set up a stall to do business."

"Is it really that cheap?"

"Go out and find out who our boss lady is. Please make way. The next person, please come over... Sir, where are you going?"

"I don't know what you are talking about!"

"Where are you going? Is it Rio de Janeiro?"

"Money is not a problem, America and Canada."

"Sorry, our company doesn't have this business."

"You and I will take care of him, the money is no big deal."

"Speak softly... go upstairs and find the manager."

Due to some special reasons, the people of Siyi who made money overseas in their early years and returned to their hometown to build watchtowers, began to leave again this year, and they left more resolutely. Some brought their families, some brought their ancestral tablets, and even the entire village with the same surname traveled together.

If it is not your first time going abroad, you will basically go back to the country where you worked hard to continue working hard, or go to a country where you have relatives to rely on. The only exception is the United States. The quota for Chinese in the United States is quite strict. The number of Chinese who can legally enter the United States each year is limited. Most people enter the United States by impersonating the relatives of early immigrants, or by sneaking through Mexico and Cuba or getting married in a fake marriage.

It is not easy to go to the United States, so many people choose relatively easier places like Canada, Southeast Asia, and Latin America. Among Latin America, relatively more people go to Brazil and Peru because these two places are more friendly to overseas immigrants, especially Brazil, which encouraged foreigners to immigrate there in order to promote industrialization after the war.

The Chinese who went to Brazil mainly lived in Sao Paulo and Rio de Janeiro. There were more than 7,000 Chinese in the former, and less than 2,000 in the latter. The majority of the Chinese were from Siyi, and the others were almost not of statistical value. Among the Siyi people, the majority were from Taishan.

Because this was a hot period for immigration, the Tangshan company was established.

In front of the company's store in Tangshan, a stall has been added in the past two days, selling a kind of snack called Youjiao (oil dumplings), which is said to be a local snack developed from empanadas from the Iberian Peninsula introduced to Guangdong by Spanish merchants during the Age of Discovery. It is also called Jiaozai in Hong Kong.

The jiaozi has a plump appearance and is fried until golden yellow, resembling a gold ingot, implying prosperity, and is very pleasing to the eye. The business is pretty good.

The stall also sells another kind of rectangular pasta, which is a snack called pastel that was developed from the Portuguese after empanada was introduced to Brazil. Some Taishan people who do not have any special skills set up stalls or open shops to sell pastel, and affectionately call it pastel.

Brazilian hors d’oeuvres are very salty and not very suitable for Chinese people’s taste, so almost no one is interested in them.

Although it is just a small stall, behind it stands a company called "Bairro Chinês Pastel", which is Tangshan Jiaozai.

Tangshan Jiaozai belongs to Longdao, a company that will develop a chain of Jiaozai stores in Brazil. Headquartered in Rio de Janeiro, it is determined to open Jiaozai stores in every corner of Brazil.

Xian Yaowen came to Beihe Street, bought two Brazilian dumplings that no one was interested in, ordered a glass of sugarcane juice, wrapped the Brazilian dumplings in newspaper strips, stood on the street, and ate them bite by bite.

It’s too salty. After eating two bites of jiaozi, I have to drink a mouthful of sugarcane juice to moisten my throat. The sugarcane juice is gone before I finish one jiaozi.

I ordered another glass of sugarcane juice, held it in my hands, turned around and looked at the sea through the gap between the buildings.

On the sea, Qi Weiwen was sitting on the side of a fishing boat, holding a fishing rod in his hand, leisurely fishing for grouper.

In the cabin, Chen Hua was finishing the work for the Fuxing Bank project.

She had learned a little bit of Chinese medicine and acupuncture, but only the basics. She didn't know how to cure diseases and only knew a set of acupuncture techniques that amplified pain. After she gave her feet a prick, she went to ask technician No. 88 to wash her feet. I guarantee that if the Yongquan point corresponding to the kidney was touched lightly, she would scream in pain and even couldn't stop crying.

Technician No. 88 would say contemptuously: "Brother, your kidneys are not good."

She had just finished giving Yuan Dequan an injection. She had a cigarette in her mouth and a rattan stick in her hand. In the harmonious atmosphere, she negotiated with Yuan Dequan to borrow his account for observation. In return, her ashes would not be made into bricks, but would be put in a pottery jar and buried in the ground.

"Did you catch any grouper? Over."

"Not yet, Over."

"I'll prepare dinner for you, Over."

“Copy.”

The sky is blue.

A luxury flight to Rio de Janeiro.

Quan Xu didn't want to waste the good time, so he didn't stay idle on the plane. He picked up a stewardess and talked about air shock with her in his private room.

His time is morning, and the morning sets the tone for the day.

Under the sky.

Xian Yaowen put away the intercom, continued up the stairs and came to Su Lizhen's office.

As soon as you enter the room, the scent of ink hits you.

In one corner, there was a mimeograph machine, and Su Lizhen was holding the roller and scraping the paper.

Xian Yaowen walked over, picked up a piece of white paper from the scattered papers on the table, and admired the newly published issue of Hong Kong's most professional plastics magazine.

"It didn't print well. The pressure was uneven. The ink was heavier on the right and lighter on the left."

"The roller is broken, and I just replaced it." Su Lizhen picked up a newly printed sheet and put it on the table. "Why is the master here?"

"Come around. How do you print it yourself?"

"Everyone has gone to help next door. If I don't print it myself, who else can I ask to print it?"

"Business is good?"

"Two ships of people from Taishan arrived last night, and three ships of people from Jiangmen will arrive tonight."

"You all have no relatives to turn to?"

"If you have relatives, you don't have to sneak across the border. You can just go through the formal channels."

"Oh, how many?"

"An hour ago, there were 11, but I don't know now. There are many who want to go to the United States and Canada, and they can afford it. One wants to go to Vancouver and is willing to pay $1, on the condition that he eats and drinks well on the way."

Xian Yaowen chuckled and said, "What's the result?"

Su Lizhen smiled and said, "Let him pay an extra 1 yuan and wait for two more days. I will get him his identity and he can go through the formal channels. After buying the plane ticket, there will still be 5 yuan left."

"Where are you from?"

"Where else could it be? If we're going to Canada, of course we're from Kaiping."

"Tsk, you must be a second-generation rich man. You've never suffered, so you really don't take money seriously."

"I don't know. He is not very old."

"Ordinarily, such people should have Canadian citizenship and be able to go there whenever they want. Your client may have committed a crime there and is wanted. You should make sure his identity is solid and help him find a flight attendant so that his journey won't be too lonely."

Su Lizhen spat, "I'm not a pimp."

Xian Yaowen put his arm around Su Lizhen's waist and said jokingly, "You can make money from the big tap. Charge him another 1 yuan, and you can get a package of top-notch food and one-on-one service from the flight attendant."

"You're so smart." Su Lizhen turned around and put her hands on Xian Yaowen's shoulders. "The first ship to Brazil will leave in three days. Is it ready over there?"

“When I was in the United States, I had arranged for a lawyer to buy two plots of land in Sao Paulo and Rio de Janeiro. When the people arrived, I asked them to build their own houses. By the time the houses were finished, the roads were almost paved.

You can make more arrangements on the ship, and the food can be a little worse to save costs, but the nutrition must be balanced, and there must be sufficient fresh water and medicines. You must treat them as customers."

Su Lizhen nodded, "I have already arranged everything. The food is all available, and we have prepared Pu'er tea and chrysanthemum tea. They can bring their own dried tangerine peel to make Pu'er tea."

"It can't be too good, because that will raise their expectations, which will make it difficult to handle when they arrive in Brazil. Don't bring ripe Pu'er tea or chrysanthemums. Instead, bring the worst wild tea leaves. Just a little flavor is enough. Don't be too picky."

"got it."

Xian Yaowen let go of Su Lizhen and picked up the paper on the table again. "Has the processing technology of polyethylene been improved?"

"ICI in the UK has improved its high-pressure polyethylene technology and increased its production capacity. It is estimated that after a period of time, the prices of packaging films and cables will drop."

"Thin films are possible, but cables are unlikely. Is there any news that is not listed above?"

“Yes, DuPont has developed LLDPE, which enhances the toughness of polyethylene. And Italian researcher Natta has synthesized a new thermoplastic resin using polypropylene at the Polytechnic Institute of Milan, which seems to be used in food packaging and automotive parts.

The polystyrene production of Germany's BASF and the United States' Dow has increased, and a factory in Japan has started producing disposable tableware. The disposable trend in the United States may spread to Asia. "

"Polystyrene lunch boxes (similar to the old foam fast food boxes, but of higher quality) are good, resistant to acid and alkali, but not resistant to high temperatures. They can be used to pack roast meat and rice, and they should be popular in the future."

“The production process doesn’t seem difficult. Is it worth investing in?”

"I guess now is not the right time. If the price of a lunch box is higher than five cents, no restaurant will use it. We can only wait and see the price of goods. When the most ordinary meal costs more than five dollars, there will be demand."

“Five dollars for a meal?” Su Lizhen exclaimed, “Won’t most of the people in Hong Kong die?”

"When prices rise, so too will wages. But the speed will certainly not keep up with the prices. The better the Hong Kong economy is, the more prosperous it will be, and the higher people's desires will be. People will have to work harder and harder."

"Why is it getting harder and harder..." Su Lizhen suddenly realized, "Oh, I see. Happiness is derived from comparison. If everyone can have enough to eat, what else is there to pursue?"

"There are many things to pursue. Having enough food is only the initial stage of eating. There is also eating well. In addition, clothing, housing and transportation each have different stages. For example, our family has basically achieved eating well and dressing well. There are many people who live and travel better than us."

"I think both the living and transportation are very good. I live in a building by myself, and Sham Shui Po has a lively atmosphere, which is much better than living in Mid-Levels. I can use a car to travel, even if it's just a grocery shopping car, at least I don't have to be exposed to the wind and sun."

Xian Yaowen laughed and said, "The term 'grocery cart' is beginning to become outdated."

Su Lizhen nodded, "That's right. No one mentions it anymore. Shanghai guys lose so quickly. There are two new Shanghai women across the street. They used to go out in cars."

"Across the street? Standing on the street?"

"Ah."

"Oh, this should be a special case. I don't gamble or smoke. No matter how badly I lose, I still have 3,000 nails on a rotten boat. I won't end up being a streetwalker."

"Smoking is okay, but it's mainly gambling. A few days ago, a card partner I used to play cards with asked me to go to her house to play cards. I went there once and never went again. I won or lost tens of thousands in eight rounds. If I had a bad hand, I would lose all my belongings in less than half a year."

Su Lizhen hesitated for a moment and then said, "I think there might be something fishy going on when the cards are big. The person sitting opposite me that day was very fiddly and her card arrangement was also problematic. When she was the banker, the dice were either nine or eight, and she always got a big card by herself."

"Ha, you're just suspicious?" Xian Yaowen laughed and said, "Don't you know that many Shanghainese in North Point are mistaken for sheep by the con men?"

"Of course I know that, but my poker partners are all rich ladies, so I need to have evidence to accuse them of cheating."

"If a con man eats a sheep, won't he become a noble lady?"

"That's right." Su Lizhen hugged Xian Yaowen's waist, "Master, do you think I should dig a trap to let the con man treat me as a sheep, and then get some pocket money from the con man?"

Xian Yaowen pinched Su Lizhen's nose and shook it, "It's not a good idea. Con artists rarely act alone. They usually work in groups, and there are gangs behind them to protect them. The impact is too wide. Besides, you can't make much money. Just stay away from them."

"But I heard that Lion City is recruiting con artists."

"Not only are we recruiting, we are also trying to find out the bottom line of the con men. The hotel is about to open, and we need a con man to take charge. We also need to know ourselves and the enemy. If any con man dares to go to the hotel to take advantage of us in the future, we need to make sure that his whole family is in good order. This will deter other con men."

"Oh, killing the chicken to scare the monkey."

"Yeah." (End of chapter)