Hong Kong 1980: The Savage Era

Chapter 13 013 [Debt Collection]

If Guan Jiahui is caught, she will inevitably be threatened. In serious cases, she will be forced to entertain customers in a nightclub.

It has to be said that Luo Qihong felt compassion, but reason told him not to bring trouble upon himself.

In the end, Luo Qihong went to Guan Jiahui's rental house, but unfortunately Guan Jiahui was not there, or perhaps she did not dare to open the door, so Luo Qihong had no way of knowing.

The next morning, Luo Qihong went to Fujia Newspaper Company alone to discuss the issue of increasing the printing volume of magazines.

Fujia Newspaper Company is a relatively small enterprise, with no more than 13 employees including the boss, but it has two popular magazines, one of which is of the "Dragon, Tiger and Leopard" type, with an annual turnover of between two and three million.

The company's office is also located in Kowloon Bay, only 3 kilometers away from the Luo family workshop, so Luo Qihong came on foot.

"Hello! My name is Luo Qihong. I have an appointment to meet your boss at 9: today." Luo Qihong greeted the receptionist with a smile.

This lady at the front desk is average looking, but her breasts are quite spectacular and stand out.

"Mr. Luo, please come this way!" The young lady did not look through any records and directly took Luo Qihong to the office of her boss Zhang Kuisheng.

"Boss, your guest is here!" The lady at the front desk knocked on the door and pushed it open after getting permission.

The office is not big, about 100 square feet in size, and is fully equipped with office supplies. The only unsightly thing is the green sofa.

Zhang Kuisheng looked up from a pile of books at Luo Qihong and said with a gentle smile, "You must be Ah Hong, your father and I are old friends, please sit down."

He looked at the lady at the front desk and said, "Go make me a cup of coffee."

"Yes, boss!" replied the lady at the front desk.

"Hello, Boss Zhang! I'm here to talk to you about the printing business." Luo Qihong lowered his head and said to Zhang Kuisheng.

In fact, the person Luo Qihong least wanted to see was Zhang Kuisheng, who seemed enthusiastic but was actually cold-hearted and cunning.

If Zhang Kuisheng was concerned about personal connections, the printing business would be just a matter of a word from him. But now that he wants Luo Qihong to come in person, it is undoubtedly because he wants to get more benefits, or he does not want to hand over the business to the Luo family.

"I've already told you that your father and I are old friends. You can just call me Uncle Zhang." Zhang Kuisheng said pretending to be displeased.

"Okay, Uncle Zhang!" Luo Qihong smiled lightly, with the shy expression of the original owner on his face.

"Mr. Luo, please have some coffee!" The lady at the front desk handed the coffee to the table in front of Luo Qihong.

"Thank you!" Luo Qihong said, looking at the young lady's profile.

"I heard that you just graduated from college. What kind of job are you doing now?" Zhang Kuisheng crossed his legs and chatted with Luo Qihong about family matters.

"I'm working in real estate now." Luo Qihong said.

"Real estate is a profitable industry. If you do it well, it has a bright future." Zhang Kuisheng said, "Newspaper business is not doing well now, and magazines are not selling well either. The performance is not as good as 8% of the previous performance. That's why I didn't agree to the printing business your father mentioned. It's hard to explain over the phone."

Luo Qihong said, "I understand Uncle Zhang's difficulties. My family recently bought a second-hand printing equipment. Now there is overcapacity, so my father wants to do more business. The profit can be slightly reduced. I will quote you a price of 9% of the original price. What do you think?"

"Ah Hong, I don't want to lower your price. Business is really bad recently." Zhang Kuisheng said.

Luo Qihong smiled warmly and said, "Uncle Zhang, I understand. I also hope that you can continue to take care of my family's business."

The two uncles and nephews kept chatting until nearly 11:15, when Luo Qihong left Fujia Newspaper. When he got home, Luo Qihong told Luo Zegui about the matter and told him to remember to sign the contract and not to work without a contract.

Although Zhang Kuisheng is a bit cunning, he has done business with the Luo family for many years and still has some credibility. However, Luo Zegui decided to follow the advice of his youngest son and planned to go to Fujia Newspaper in the afternoon to sign the contract and finalize the matter.

On the street, Luo Qihong, who was walking slowly towards the shops, suddenly found a shop of more than 1000 square feet that was being renovated.

As far as he knows, North Point is an industrially prominent area. People here don't like luxury goods very much and may not go into luxuriously decorated supermarkets. They prefer vegetable markets.

"I heard that this is a branch of a real estate agency. It will be decorated very luxuriously to create the most professional and luxurious real estate agency in North Point."

Luo Qihong frowned and glanced at the two aunties who were whispering. He did not doubt that what the aunties said was false. Sometimes these aunties were the group of people who were most informed of the news in the street market. He also agreed with what the aunties said.

Luo Qihong looked at the store which was still under renovation, and his mood suddenly became gloomy, as if he had a premonition of "heavy rain".

Backed by a well-capitalized agency, this branch will not allow too many agency peers to exist in North Point, which means that the market is about to undergo a baptism, and many people will leave North Point in disgrace and start a new business elsewhere.

This is not a sin, it is the normal law of the market. It is very common for the big to bully the small, and it is also a very effective means.

Thinking of Lin Luoqi, Luo Qihong breathed a sigh of relief. At least he still had a small backer and could still survive. Maybe he could specialize in the rental business of housing units in the future.

Luo Qihong believed that as long as he worked harder, he would be able to survive, and the agency was just a transitional job for him, so there was no need to care too much about it.

Luo Qihong had just opened the iron door of the store when a figure rushed in directly, scaring Luo Qihong so much that he almost lost his mind.

"Who are you? What are you doing in my store?" Luo Qihong started to scold him, but unfortunately the man still hid inside, as if he was afraid of someone.

After much deliberation, Luo Qihong decided to go to the door to check. As a result, he saw the three gangsters who came to look for Guan Jiahui yesterday. He immediately looked at the hiding figure, who seemed a bit like Guan Jiahui.

In the end, Luo Qihong decided to help Guan Jiahui, so he closed the door.

"Click!" The door closed completely.

Luo Qihong turned on the light in the room and said to Guan Jiahui, "Come out, the door is closed."

At this time, Guan Jiahui stuck her head out and saw that the door was really closed, which eased her fear a little.

"What did you do to offend them?" Luo Qihong poured a glass of water and handed it to Guan Jiahui.

As a result, Guan Jiahui choked up, "Thank you! I will leave after they leave."

Still don't want to tell the reason.

Seeing this, Luo Qihong analyzed, "Young and Dangerous people chase people because they owe money or you have taken something from them. I guess you owe money."

Guan Jiahui glanced at Luo Qihong guiltily, blinking her eyes frequently. She was only 18 years old and her life experience was far less rich than Luo Qihong's. She couldn't help but be afraid and couldn't keep a straight face.

"How much do you owe? Where are your family members?" Luo Qihong asked knowingly.

During this period, Guan Jiahui's father Guan Shan often went to Taiwan to avoid debt, while her mother took her brother to the United States, leaving her alone in Hong Kong, helpless.

"I owe 3 yuan. My father borrowed it from me. It's none of my business." Guan Jiahui spoke in a low voice, but Luo Qihong heard it.

(End of this chapter)