My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 602 Even Experts Can Steal Chickens

Wei Dong tossed and turned in the study for a long time before finally falling asleep, probably because he wasn't getting enough exercise from playing basketball.

I was thinking of asking Mao'er to go for a morning run with him this morning; isn't that a common scene in Hong Kong dramas?

Nowadays, there are many people jogging in the factory area and construction site. Many people, except for construction soldiers, have this habit. In the 1980s, it was emphasized that the day's plan should start in the morning.

As a result, Mao complained that he was just practicing his hands and cultivating his energy, and didn't have the energy to train his legs. That was Shi Tou's job, so he begged his older brother to let him sleep a little longer.

Wei Dong let it go because he was in puberty.

To their surprise, just a few hundred meters from the luxury villa area was a public basketball court, where people were playing pickup basketball early in the morning. Wei Dong was overjoyed and immediately sneaked in.

He has played in basketball courts at various universities all over the country, and can easily get along with others even if he doesn't speak the language.

By the time the sun was high in the sky, many people had already made plans to come back the next day with their friends.

However, most of the people there were white-collar workers and middle-class people from the surrounding area. They were still a little surprised to see him jogging towards the villa road on the mountaintop.

Droma, carrying the baby on her back, craned her neck in disappointment: "I thought you were going to bring back breakfast. I'll make it right away..."

Wei Dong felt embarrassed to take the child: "I was originally planning to run to the street to bring him back, or we could go out shopping and have breakfast together."

Zhuoma stuck out her tongue: "Madam hasn't gotten up yet."

They even dared to tease me by dragging out the two words in their address.

Therefore, she and her sister are the ones who genuinely want to stay here.

Making Wei Dong and Xiao Die glare at each other only made the little girl laugh even harder.

Hearing the commotion, Qin Yuye came downstairs wearing an off-shoulder nightgown. The rather conservative and ordinary style still exuded a charming and languid allure: "You didn't come to coax me out of bed so early in the morning. Sigh, don't you even have any of the benefits of being married?"

Wei Dong couldn't bear to look at her alluring appearance, so he quickly went to wash up: "If the driver doesn't hurry up, we'll take a taxi out shopping."

We still have to go together. Today, in addition to submitting the notice of intended marriage at the marriage registration office, we also need to take the registration receipt to the immigration department to submit our ID card application.

Although there are lawyers to handle the errands for the big boss, he still has to show up in person for things like marriage and ID card matters.

So Qin Yuye went on and on about getting a full beauty treatment, which made Wei Dong stare in disbelief before he finally got into the car and drove off, grumbling to himself.

However, before Wei Dong left, he was asked to call and arrange to meet the driver from yesterday at the registration office.

While handing the breakfast to the person, he whispered instructions for his new schedule in Hong Kong: "I need to go to Penang in Malaysia and the capital of the Philippines. There are semiconductor factories of Citibank in these two places. If all goes well, I will import semiconductor factories from abroad to the port industrial area and try to return to the country within fifteen days."

The driver who followed Lao Fang must have been well-organized and disciplined. He carefully repeated the message without error before quietly straightening his chest and giving a salute: "Comrade, please be careful. The motherland is waiting for you to come back."

Then they disappeared with their breakfast.

Wei Dong thought three to five days would be enough, but damn it, in Hong Kong, you can get a marriage certificate on the spot, but they actually have to post it for fifteen days!

Furthermore, the wedding must be held within three months of the announcement, otherwise it will be invalid and a new application will be required.

Is this the method that Wei Dong had previously joked about with the old Hong Kong businessmen—to prevent people from getting married all over the city?

So I can only stay for fifteen days, hold the wedding, and then leave.

Of course, this wedding was a formal affair, not a big, elaborate one with a banquet.

Surprisingly, obtaining the marriage certificate meant that Wei Dong could apply for a temporary Hong Kong identity card.

The difference between this and permanent residency is that you cannot apply for social welfare within three years, and you need to sign an employer-sponsored visa to work.

This is no big deal for the big boss. These are elites who are meant to bring social welfare and employment opportunities to Hong Kong. What do they need social welfare for?

Looking at the string of signatures from tycoons guaranteeing the immigration application, it's incredibly exciting.

Because right now, for ordinary couples, obtaining even just the one-way permit required to travel from the mainland to Hong Kong is extremely difficult.

After a six-month review process in mainland China and a three-month review by the Hong Kong Immigration Department, applicants can finally start queuing for one-way permit quotas, which are limited to a few dozen per day by the Guangdong Provincial Police Department.

So only when you get to Hong Kong can you say you've accomplished more than half of the task.

Having an entry record from two years ago and a diplomatic passport this year, Wei Dong was able to obtain a temporary ID card on the spot. With an ID card and a "foreign" driver's license, he could also apply for a driver's license directly without taking a test.

So when we left the Immigration Department in Central, Wei-tung was able to drive. The Transport Department, which is in the same building, is extremely efficient.

For wealthy individuals accompanied by various lawyers, efficiency is doubled.

Having observed the service halls for decades, Wei Dong couldn't help but marvel at the process, pondering how he could learn from the mainland in advance in areas where he could influence the process.

As for driving with right-hand drive, it's even simpler to learn.

If it weren't for the fact that the bride had to translate Cantonese, she would have loved to just leave and wander around on her own.

Because they had obtained their marriage certificate, Qin Yuye started acting like a wife. Of course, she wasn't talking to Wei Dong. First, she ordered Zhuoma around, saying she wanted to hire two Filipino maids to come to the house and you should direct them. Then she made demands of Yu Xiaoqiu, asking her to transfer two work assistants and secretaries. You see how she does it.

This made the two girls roll their eyes at Xiaodie, especially the girl from Beijing, who even taught the child how to roll her eyes in a unique way. Xiaodie clearly liked her more, and they interacted more often than usual.

Perhaps he was still attracted by her beauty.

Qin Yuye didn't care about the crowd's resistance. He picked up his mobile phone and started making calls in all directions. He insisted on getting the best package for the wedding venue setup. Even for an official wedding, he wanted to book the best hall and invite relatives and friends from all sides to attend the ceremony.

A rapid-fire stream of Cantonese messages, delivered in a variety of vivid and expressive voices, was constantly being dialed by different people.

Some were clearly invitations to show off, while others were arguments to emphasize.

The bride only hung up the phone reluctantly after Wei Dong had told Mao'er to sit in the passenger seat and navigated him to IBM.

It turns out that wedding ceremonies in Hong Kong are held in a few officially designated parks, churches, and meeting halls. You can choose any of these venues and schedule the ceremony. As long as you can schedule it during office hours, it will cost a few hundred Hong Kong dollars per event.

However, if you are "rich and powerful" enough to pay more than a thousand Hong Kong dollars, you can also choose a Saturday afternoon or Sunday that is not a public holiday.

Adding the HK$300 for the certificate, this clean and efficient approach is much more scientific than the increasingly extravagant weddings and banquets that cost tens or hundreds of thousands of dollars.

However, Qin Yuye also insisted on attending the banquet, otherwise he wouldn't be able to explain it to the old Hong Kong businessmen and tycoons, since they were the ones who brought them together in the first place.

Wei Dong was incredibly annoyed; there was absolutely no sweetness of marriage, only endless trouble.

He was also very impatient: "What kind of feast is this? Do you know what it means for the whole village to have a feast in the mainland? I said if we're going to do it, let's just do it at your brother's farmhouse. It's simple and direct."

Therefore, when you have enough money, your tolerance level becomes very high.

Qin Yuye genuinely thought, "Wow, what a fun idea! Let's go with that!"

She was about to start another long chat on her phone, which made Wei Dong and the others ready to leave her behind and have a good fight, while they went shopping on their own.

Qin Yuye then realized that this damn mobile phone, which cost over 30,000 yuan, had only been on the phone for 60 minutes before it was already alarming that it needed to be charged.

Then I'll just go to IBM. I'll take the phone upstairs to the Colorful Cowboys store to charge it, and I'll even ask my secretary/assistant to come down and work with me.

Yu Xiaoqiu, who had decided to make Wei Dong her secretary, or at least a secretary for the Pingjing area, couldn't help but say, "Your wife is so hard to please."

Wei Dong was indeed fooled: "Wife my ass, I'm just cooperating because of my work."

He's the kind of scumbag who tells other beautiful women that his marriage is unhappy and that they are his true love.

Yu Xiaoqiu clearly imagined the second half of the sentence and nodded with satisfaction: "I will try my best to take on more learning and work tasks."

I made up my mind to learn English last night.

But it wasn't that easy. They got Wei Dong to walk into the reception department of IBM Greater China, say that he was the actual agent, and talk to the person in charge.

Three or five professional managers in suits immediately came out and started talking in fluent English. Qin Yuye immediately began to communicate with them.

This made the Beijing girl extremely envious.

She had never envied any other girl so much in her life, not even when Qin Yuye was getting his marriage certificate.

This further solidified her determination to learn English well.

Wei Dong, however, noticed one of the Chinese among them and deliberately spoke to Qin Yuye: "Why are you wasting your breath talking to them? They can't even speak Chinese, yet they want to do business in the Greater China market?"

The man indeed raised an eyebrow.

I can understand it.

Wei Dong simply reached out his hand and said, "What, are you ashamed to speak Chinese?"

After a slight hesitation, the other party put on a standard business smile: "Not at all, it's just a business activity, and it would be offensive to speak in a language that my colleagues don't understand."

Wei Dong turned to Qin Yuye and said, "Did you hear that? You're being very offensive to me by speaking a language I don't understand."

The bride was both amused and exasperated, and could only respond with a doting expression: "Okay, okay, whatever you say is right..."

The Chinese man's smile remained unchanged: "You are very funny. My name is Zhou Zhiwei. I was only nine years old when I left the mainland with my elders thirty-seven years ago, but I still maintain a very good habit of communicating in my mother tongue."

Wei Dong pointed out to him directly: "As a friendly reminder, if you plan to continue doing business in the Greater China region in the future, I suggest you refer to it as Mainland China to distinguish between the different regions. Otherwise, this detail alone could easily cause resentment among people in the Mainland."

It's quite obvious that when Hong Kong mentions the mainland at this time, it's filled with a sense of disdain.

Zhou Zhiwei was indeed a model professional manager: "I've learned a lot. Mainland China, um, okay. So, are you from the mainland? I learned from the information I handed over to the agents that Mr. Rang is from the mainland. It's quite surprising how young he is. Do you know anything about computers?"

It was truly a sight to see Wei Dong carrying a baby, accompanied by two stunningly beautiful women, and then followed by two obviously underage boys and girls.

This combination doesn't look like a business negotiation at all.

Qin Yuye was indeed polite, and took the opportunity to translate what the foreigners were talking about.

Let Wei Dong smile; you've asked the expert.

(End of this chapter)