Hong Kong 1980: The Savage Era

Chapter 8 008 [Haunted Shop]

After receiving the colored advertising paper, Luo Qihong hurriedly took a boat back to his home in Kowloon Bay. He used the printing equipment at home to print dozens of copies, and then went to Wan Chai and Causeway Bay to distribute them.

Unfortunately, the advertising papers were either thrown into the trash or thrown away.

Luo Qihong picked up the advertising papers that were thrown away casually. He really didn't want to pick up the advertising papers in the trash cans because they were a bit dirty.

Until night fell, Luo Qihong still had more than half of the advertising papers in his hands. Suddenly, he realized: No wonder Lin Luoqi was unwilling to do business in industrial buildings, it was really a bit difficult.

When he returned to Kowloon Bay, he was completely exhausted. Looking at his father and brother busying themselves, he had no intention of helping at all.

The next day, Luo Qihong returned to North Point to show his face and then went to Wan Chai to distribute flyers.

Although Lin Luoqi reminded him again: Don't do useless work, Luo Qihong said that he would try again and not give up after working for half a day.

In fact, Luo Qihong really wanted to give up. The sun in Hong Kong at the end of September was still quite scorching. Even though he wore a hat, he still felt the water in his body being lost bit by bit and his mental strength being gradually depleted.

After lunch, Luo Qihong saw that the number of pedestrians had decreased significantly, so he returned to North Point to rest.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Lin Luoqi with a sad face, and Luo Qihong asked him the reason.

"A fellow traitor! They actually teamed up to set a trap for me. I somehow took over the business of selling a 'murderous store', and there was also a 2000 yuan bet agreement." Lin Luoqi sighed, feeling a little weak.

2000 yuan is not a big deal for Lin Luoqi; the important thing is that he would lose face.

"."Luo Qihong didn't know how Lin Luoqi took it, but it was understandable that young and energetic men could easily fall for other people's 'provocation'.

"Let me see!" Luo Qihong took the information and read it carefully.

This shop is located on Cheung Lok Street in the downtown area of ​​Kowloon. Although it is also one of the business districts, the Chinese doing business in Hong Kong are very taboo about this. There is basically no hope of renting it out, let alone selling it.

However, the owner of this shop is very self-aware and only wants 7% of the market price, on the condition that it be sold as soon as possible.

Such properties are difficult to deal with and can easily become a failure.

Although foreigners don't mind these things, where can we find a foreigner to take over?
"Is there a time limit for the bet?" Luo Qihong looked up at Lin Luoqi and asked.

"Yes, it is stipulated that it must be sold within one month."

"How is the commission calculated?" Luo Qihong's question was a double entendre, asking both about the commission given by the owner and how much he could get.

"The owner offered 2 yuan. If you can sell it, the full commission will be given to you," said Lin Luoqi.

"What if I sell it at 8% of the market price? Will the extra 1% belong to us?" Luo Qihong asked with some guilt.

For the sake of money, kneel down and feed the pigs!

"This is your own ability, so of course it belongs to you. The owner and the company won't ask you for a penny more." The more Lin Luoqi spoke, the more energetic he became. He felt that Luo Qihong had a way to deal with this unlucky shop.

"Okay, then I'll give it a try." Luo Qihong knew the difficulties involved, otherwise why would his colleagues use this to cheat people.

Luo Qihong's mind was desperately turning over the memories of his past life, hoping to find a solution from them, but unfortunately he found nothing.

Therefore, Luo Qihong planned to go back and ask his family for their opinions, perhaps his parents had similar experiences.

At the Luo family's dinner table, Luo Qihong told the story, his eyes constantly moving around his family members.

"We Hong Kong people are most taboo about this. Even if there are high monks performing rituals, they cannot dispel their inner demons. This shop should be abandoned. Perhaps when everyone forgets about this matter, the shop can be sold normally." Luo Zegui explained. Men of the older generation understand this better.

Forget about this? One month is definitely not enough. Luo Qihong complained in his heart, is it really true that I have no chance of getting this money?

"Renovating it might help ward off the bad luck." Lin Ya said casually.

Renovate! I don’t have the money, even if I had the money, I wouldn’t be able to afford it.

Maybe this method will work.

Luo Qihong got a hint of inspiration from Lin Ya's words. What if this shop was no longer a shop where people had died?

Then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I should have found a way."

"What method?" Unexpectedly, the person who was most interested was the taciturn Luo Qixing.

"I plan to divide the shop into two rooms, and build a wall to cover the place where people died." Luo Qihong said excitedly.

"What if the dead man died horizontally? Wouldn't it take an area of ​​hundreds of feet to build the wall?" Luo Qixing whispered.

Luo Qihong felt like he was poured with a bucket of cold water. The shop was only 1000 square feet, and he had lost such a large area. Would the owner kill him?

"What are you talking about? Take back what you said. Let me say it again. That man must have died standing upright. Your brother will definitely be able to sell the shop." Lin Ya immediately glared at Luo Qixing and scolded.

Luo Qixing quickly buried his head in his food and stopped interrupting.

"I'll go to Kowloon city tomorrow to see what the store looks like before making a decision." Luo Qihong said somewhat dejectedly. Perhaps he could only sell it to foreigners.

Although Lin Ya is hot-tempered, she still cares a lot about family harmony, so she keeps saying nice things to Luo Qixing, asking him not to take it to heart.

Wednesday, May 10

Luo Qihong took a taxi to the city of Kowloon early in the morning. His destination was naturally Cheung Lok Street, so that he could understand the specific conditions of the shops and make the right decision.

The driver asked Luo Qihong to get off at a nearby shop and reminded him that the shop was haunted and asked him to be careful. Luo Qihong smiled and nodded to thank him. Although he did not believe in ghosts, the driver meant well.

Seeing the shop door full of yellow paper, gold ingots and candles, Luo Qihong felt uncomfortable, but he still suppressed the discomfort and walked over to look inside. The white mark of the victim was clearly visible.

"Fortunately! The body is upright." Luo Qihong immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, with the help of Lin Luoqi, he contacted the owner of the shop.

Luo Qihong wanted the owner to agree to build the wall and pay the cost, but the owner only agreed to one of the two things, which was to agree to build the wall.

As for the expenses, Luo Qihong was made to be responsible for them. They even required that if the store failed to be sold successfully, the walls must be demolished and the original appearance of the store must be restored.

Luo Qihong was very unhappy. He was just an agent. It was not right for him to pay for renovating the shop before getting the commission.

However, after the owner left, Lin Luoqi told Luo Qihong that he would pay for the expenses, and even if it failed, he would not ask Luo Qihong for the money back.

Since Lin Luoqi said so, Luo Qihong could only bear it and continue with the next step of work.

On the same day, Luo Qihong found a street engineering team and spent a small amount of money to have them responsible for building walls and other matters.

Thursday, May 10

Regal Hotels Corporation was listed on the Hong Kong Stock Exchange. Within the first hour, the stock price rose by more than 33% to 2 yuan, and it was still enthusiastically sought after by shareholders.

(End of this chapter)