Hong Kong 1980: The Savage Era

Chapter 3 003 [Work Experience]

Hearing this, Luo Qixing's eyes widened and he looked up at Luo Qihong, obviously wanting Luo Qihong to speak up and help.

Luo Qihong knew what his elder brother meant, so he smiled and said, "We still have to work. My elder brother has an appointment with a friend today, and I agreed to take his place."

"What friend? No thanks. My younger brother has to go to work tomorrow. Let's deal with your matter another day." Lin Ya has always been the 'boss' of the family. As long as she doesn't anger the gray-haired Luo Zegui, she usually acts without restraint.

"The two brothers just need to discuss their own affairs. Why do you care so much?" Luo Zegui knew that his eldest son rarely got enough rest, so he fought for him and said a few good words.

"Mom, big brother is coming back soon. Besides, isn't dad the main force? I'm just a handyman, it's not hard." Luo Qihong spoke up quickly. He didn't want to cause a family conflict just after traveling through time.

Seeing this, Lin Ya had nothing to say. She told Luo Qixing not to spend money recklessly outside and to come back early, and she would cook dinner for him.

Of course Lin Ya also loves Luo Qixing, but she loves Luo Qihong more.

There is an old saying among Hong Kong people: "The youngest son is the sweetest child", which means that a family loves the youngest son more.

In the afternoon, Luo Zegui did not let Luo Qihong do any heavy lifting work. He only asked Luo Qihong to help with brushing ink, cutting the scraps of printed materials and all the lighter work.

Of course Luo Qihong wanted to help with the heavy work. After all, Luo Zegui was old and he was young and strong. Although he and Luo Zegui did not have much affection for each other, he did not want to owe him too much and feel bad. Unfortunately, Luo Qihong's arms were not strong enough and he could not do the heavy work. He could only do the light work honestly.

During work, when he had some free time and was lazy, Luo Qihong flipped through a niche magazine to kill time, but he saw extremely sexy patterns and descriptive texts. While he was in high spirits, Luo Qihong recalled some past events.

He seemed to have found a way to make money: publishing magazines, like the "Men's Health" in his previous life. However, he quickly rejected this direction. Not to mention whether he could keep these magazines, the rampant piracy was beyond his ability to deal with, and he would only be making things difficult for others.

As for seeking cooperation with a newspaper, Luo Qihong also shook his head. If he did so, nothing would be left of him and the newspaper would take all of his assets for themselves, and he would be eliminated.

Everything stems from the fact that Luo Qihong is too weak. No wonder people in the previous life said that society is about resources and connections, and that ability alone is not enough to accomplish anything. As Lazy Sheep said, "Ideals are beautiful, but reality is cruel."

Physical work does tire the limbs and body, but it is slightly less physically demanding than mental work. After all, the brain can still think about things.

Luo Zegui was also a taciturn person. He didn't say a word to Luo Qihong the whole afternoon. He was busy working, which reduced the risk of Luo Qihong being "exposed".

Tuesday, March 9

Luo Qihong had just arrived at North Point Rocky Properties Limited (store) and saw Lin Luoqi sitting on a chair eating breakfast with his mouth full of oil. However, when he saw Luo Qihong, Lin Luoqi invited him to eat with him. Luo Qihong said he had already eaten.

Lin Luoqi asked Luo Qihong to take a stack of documents on the table, saying that he should remember the main information in it for easy searching and not to waste the customers' time.

The information is relatively simple, only covering the sale and rental of residential properties, not other properties.

In fact, North Point is a mixed residential and industrial area, with as many industrial buildings as residential ones. Some people move to North Point for the convenience of work, so there should be registrations for the sale and rental of shops and industrial buildings.

Luo Qihong felt strange and asked the reason.

Lin Luoqi smiled and replied, "There are indeed a lot of property rental businesses in industrial buildings, but I don't do it because industrial factories need to take the initiative to find customers. I don't have the resources, so it's hard for me to make a living in this industry. I might die of exhaustion and not be able to make a single deal."

"Residential buildings are relatively simple. Most customers come to us on their own. We can make money by handing out flyers. Of course I choose to do this." Luo Qihong nodded thoughtfully. The area required for industrial buildings is larger than that of residential buildings, but the unit price is low, and the profit ratio is not as high as expected, and is even on par with ordinary residential houses. This made Luo Qihong back off.

Luo Qihong had other ideas about the industrial building in his mind, but the implementation of the plan still required some time and a lot of financial support, so he was in urgent need of money.

The original owner had always been very serious about learning and had developed a good memory, so Luo Qihong quickly memorized the general content of the material and could try to recite some important basics.

The next morning, Luo Qihong followed Lin Luoqi to introduce a residential building in North Point to customers. The house was 732 square feet in size, with three bedrooms and two living rooms. It looked particularly small (compared with those in the mainland), which gave Luo Qihong a feeling of discomfort.

Of course, Luo Qihong’s residence in Kowloon Bay was not very big, but his thoughts were still stuck in his previous life, and his understanding of Hong Kong was not very thorough.

In fact, Hong Kong has always been a place with a small land area and a large population. It has an area of ​​only 106 square kilometers, but accommodates more than 500 million people. Almost half of the people are concentrated in the 80 square kilometers of Hong Kong Island, and the per capita area is even smaller.

"Mr. Lin, 430 yuan per square foot is a bit high. My ideal price is 400 yuan. Why don't you go and talk to the owner?" The fat man with a big belly was holding a briefcase, with a defiant look on his face.

"Mr. Zhao, the transaction price of new houses in North Point has reached nearly 500 yuan, and the price of older houses is basically around 430 yuan. I'm afraid it will be difficult to bargain." Lin Luoqi said seriously, "How about changing you to a smaller one, so that the budget can be reduced?"

Fatty Zhao Sheng seemed to be very satisfied with the house. He did not respond to Lin Luoqi's suggestion, but continued to look at the bad parts of the house, intending to lower the price.

So, Zhao Sheng started to attack the house from aspects of its geographical location and shabby decoration. Lin Luoqi did not try to please him, but instead followed Zhao Sheng around with a calm face.

Just for the kitchen, Zhao Sheng had to look at it five times and was scolded for saying it was worthless. When Zhao Sheng was desperately drinking water, Lin Luoqi finally asked to lower the price by 5 yuan per square foot.

Mr. Zhao smiled brightly and wanted to lower the price further, so he lowered it to 420 yuan before he gave up.

After a whole morning of haggling, Lin Luoqi invited the owner to the lunch table, and the buyer and seller had a chat and confirmed their intention to trade.

After lunch, the four of them went to the law firm to sign the contract.

It was not until nearly 4 o'clock in the afternoon that the matter was finally over. Lin Luoqi received a commission of 1830 yuan. He did not keep the commission for himself, but instead gave 366 yuan to Luo Qihong.

"This is your commission. It was originally paid out with your salary, but this is your first time as an agent, so I'll make an exception. Follow the rules for future transactions."

Luo Qihong looked at the banknotes in Lin Luoqi's hand and shook his head, "You were the one who introduced and handled things throughout the whole process. I didn't do anything, so I can't take this money."

Lin Luoqi stuffed the money into Luo Qihong's trouser pocket in a bad mood and said, "Since you are involved, you can't not want money. Take it first, and make money for me in the future."

Seeing the money go into his trouser pocket, Luo Qihong accepted it with a wry smile. It was not that he didn't want to accept it, but it would be inappropriate to accept it, which would reduce the impression points he had worked so hard to accumulate.

After earning more than 1000 yuan, Lin Luoqi took Luo Qihong out for a good meal, and both of them ate until their bellies were full.

In the next few days, several customers came to the store, but unfortunately, no deal was made. Some customers complained about the poor lighting, while others complained about the high price.

(End of this chapter)