Return to Hong Kong Island for a Century

Chapter 33 Two Hong Kong Dollars with the Same Number

The next day, Tian Jiahui drove a rented van and went downstairs with Li Song, carrying several large cardboard boxes.

Zhang Dehua's agency is located in Wan Chai. Zhang Dehua originally thought that it would take a while because many people applied for patents and were not very clear about the required information for patent applications.

Agencies make money from this, they are professionals.

"Mr. Li, this..." Zhang Dehua saw six cardboard boxes, opened them and took a look. He found that the information was in good condition and the English translation was very accurate.

Zhang Dehua guessed that there must be a huge force behind this information, and how much manpower and resources would be needed to produce so many patented designs.

Zhang Dehua was even more cautious. If he messed up, he might disappear. After all, it cost a lot of money to research these things.

"That's all. If you have any questions, feel free to contact me. I'll leave the rest to Lawyer Tian." Li Song acted like a hands-off boss.

"No problem!" Zhang Dehua nodded. This was a big business. One order was equivalent to two years of work.

So Zhang Dehua led people to count the number of patents, and Li Song had lunch at Zhang Dehua's company at noon.

The patents were counted at four o'clock in the afternoon, and the total cost was HK$720,000, a discount of HK$20,000.

Pay 500,000 yuan first and sign a supplementary contract. The fee will be paid after the subsequent patent is completed. Of course, there is also a risk clause, which means that if the patent is not approved, the fee will not be refunded.

Tian Jiahui directly wrote a check, and Zhang Dehua went to verify the check while the bank was still open. Then Li Song waited for Zhang Dehua and others to complete the application.

Li Song sat in the van and Tian Jiahui was driving. Tian Jiahui was preoccupied because it was hundreds of thousands of Hong Kong dollars, and Li Song did not take the initiative to ask for an IOU.

"Take these diamonds. If you can't pay back the money later, you can use them to pay off your debt." Before Li Song got out of the car at home, he took out a velvet bag and threw it to Tian Jiahui.

Tian Jiahui laughed dryly and quickly opened the velvet bag, saying, "I believe Mr. Li."

In fact, I didn't believe it, so I quickly opened it to take a look. After opening it, I poured it out and was a little dumbfounded. They were so big, two big diamonds.

"A five-carat flawless diamond is more than enough even if the diamond market collapses." Li Song said and was about to get out of the car.

"No, no, I'm afraid of losing it. Mr. Li, I trust you, I trust you." Tian Jiahui quickly put the diamond back, then grabbed Li Song and stuffed it back into Li Song's arms.

Tian Jiahui was afraid. First, he was afraid that it was fake, and second, he was afraid that it would disappear. Tian Jiahui also understood diamonds. In the market of the same quality, the price of a five-carat diamond was more than ten times that of a one-carat diamond, and the price of a high-quality diamond was twenty times.

That is to say, if a one-carat diamond sells for 60,000 US dollars, then a five-carat diamond will cost at least one million US dollars, two of them...

Two flawless gems... Never mind, I can't sleep with them in my hands.

I am also worried that the price of diamonds has not collapsed yet, but if it collapses in my hands later, it will be difficult to say what will happen.

Even if the market crashes, it will still be a huge number.

"Forget it. Let me give you a piece of advice: change the money into US dollars, and then don't invest. Don't buy houses or stocks." Li Song only spent 130,000 US dollars on these two pieces of jewelry on a second-hand platform.

In fact, Li Song could have bought diamonds of dozens of carats and made more money, but they would be too conspicuous. High-quality large-carat diamonds are basically owned by someone, and it would not be good for him to sell one rashly.

As for the five-carat one, Li Song planned to give it to his girlfriend in the future, so it was not a loss at all.

The diamonds purchased are all newly cut diamonds, not second-hand diamonds.

"Okay, thank you Mr. Li." Tian Jiahui nodded and drove away.

Li Song watched Tian Jiahui leave, wondering when he would get a driver's license. He really didn't know how to do this.

"Buy a newspaper! Today is a very happy day. A famous science fiction writer was sent to the hospital because of anger." "Galaxy Ghost is so talented." The newsstand owner saw Li Song coming to buy a newspaper and quickly spoke.

Li Song took the money and picked up two newspapers. One of the newspapers was from noon, which said that a famous science fiction writer was so angry after reading a certain newspaper article this morning that he was rushed to the hospital.

Li Song looked at the New Evening News again. What he said to Liu Jiale yesterday was: The scene brought back emotions, so you can only use two words.

Li Song smiled slightly, then called Liu Jiale and asked him to come and get the manuscript. He was going to go to the mainland tomorrow. It was almost 1980, and the Chinese New Year would be in a while, so he wanted to get some things out first so that people in the mainland could be mentally prepared.

There must be a lot of things to do during the Chinese New Year, and there are many plans at the beginning of the year.

Liu Jiale arrived at Li Song's house and burst into laughter as soon as he entered the door: "A Song, the New Evening News is selling like hotcakes today, and it will definitely be number one in sales tomorrow."

"How is the great science fiction writer?" Li Song asked.

"I guess he's faking illness. Didn't he report it in the newspaper? He offended our company's shareholders. After all, our newspaper advertising fees have increased too much." Liu Jiale said.

"That's good. I have to go back to the mainland for a few days, so you can come and get the manuscript first." Li Song said.

"it is good!"

"Come back soon. The publication of movies, TV series and novels all require your signature. The TV station wants to film Ghost Blows Out the Light during the Chinese New Year." Liu Jiale said.

Li Song nodded. It was very fast to shoot a TV series at this time. If they shot it today, it might be released tomorrow.

On December 29, 1979, a Saturday, the eleventh day of the winter month, Li Song was still carrying a canvas bag. When he boarded the ship, it contained clothes and daily necessities. When he got off the ship, it contained two documents, both in Chinese and English.

"Mr. Li!" Zhang Jianshe knew that Li Song had arrived, so he came to greet him in person.

"Mr. Zhang, I brought two valuable things this time." Li Song said, not knowing how to address him.

"Ah, please go upstairs and talk." This is what Zhang Jianshe was waiting for. If Li Song could fulfill what he said last time, it would be a great achievement for him.

When Li Song was staying at the Oriental Hotel, an old man in a bank in Hong Kong Island had just withdrawn money and was counting it when he suddenly became confused.

I quickly flipped through the pages and found two HK$100 bills with the same number.

This one is newer and the other one is older, but the numbers on the money are exactly the same.

"Damn it! You black-hearted banks actually gave out counterfeit money. Come and have a look, these two bills have exactly the same numbers." The old man immediately jumped up and cursed.

People around came over to see, and the old man quickly showed everyone two identical counterfeit bills.

When the bank staff heard this, they quickly said, "Don't talk nonsense, we can't have counterfeit money."

"Impossible, flop, you think we are blind." The old man showed the staff two tickets with the same numbers.

The staff member snatched the two bills away because he had seen clearly that the numbers on the two bills were exactly the same.

Then he pretended to turn his back and look at the light. The lobby manager came over at this time and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Boss, look..." The bank staff found that it was almost impossible to tell the real Hong Kong dollar bills from the fake ones, one was new and the other was old.

When the bank lobby manager took the notes and looked at them, he broke out in a cold sweat and winked at the staff, because he himself couldn't tell the real ones from the fakes. They were obviously all real, but one of them was definitely fake.

(End of this chapter)