Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 766, Part 356: The Best Actor Originates from the Common People (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
Miat didn't go in; he stayed at the gate. He had heard that these devices emitted radiation, and that too much exposure would prevent one from having children.

He is still very young and has not yet married or had children, so he absolutely cannot be infected.

No one was watching, which was a great thing. Chi Mengli followed Silang Quzhen into the room and walked all the way to the deepest part.

Slang Quzhen adjusted the hearing aid hanging on her ear to make sure it was securely in place.

Hearing aids are all custom-made according to ear shape, but the hearing aid that Wenque helped her get is not the right size and needs to be adjusted.

"What do you need me to do?"

Slang Quzhen opened the suitcase and turned on the computer, which she had modified according to her own requirements. Lifting the lid revealed the monitor fixed to it.

There is a metal rod at the connection between the cover and the cabinet, which can be externally fixed and can support the monitor.

Below are all computer cases, filled with military-grade goods that can be obtained on the black market. Inside is an eleven-pound battery that can power this specially made computer for one hour.

Silang Quzhen pressed the power button, the monitor flashed once, and then the boot code appeared. She pressed the Enter key, and the combination lock popped up.

"My old rival has always been doing business with the Taiwanese bigwigs!"

"I'm very curious to know what kind of business they're in, because these goods are very mysterious, and Hong Kong is just a transit point for them."

Chi Mengli leaned against the iron frame, took out his cigarette case, picked out a Double Happiness cigarette, but when he saw Silang Quzhen pointing her finger at the wall, he looked in the same direction.

Smoking is prohibited here.

leave!
He could only take the cigarette out of his mouth, put it under his nose, and smell the fragrance of Double Happiness cigarettes.

"As far as I know, my old rival is helping a large group acquire Oak International Terminals."

"In other words, these shady goods are all transferred through the docks we are standing on."

"From the moment this dock is established, I want all the cargo manifests sent from Taiwan."

"This includes goods that transit through other places to Taiwan and then to Hong Kong, as well as all cargo manifests issued from Gwangyang Port in South Korea."

Chi Mengli was really curious about what Song Sheng and Wanwan's big brothers were up to. The criminal group only transported the same three things: female piglets, Miss Bai, and dogs (guns).

The reason is simple: these three items have the highest profit margins. No one would risk their life to earn a pittance.

But there's no need to be overly mysterious about transporting the same three items; there must be some unseen tricks involved.

The idea for Gwangyang Port in South Korea came to Chi Mengli suddenly, because Xiao Shandong had shown her some information about a South Korean female gambler.

However, it's a pity that this female gambler had her corneas removed and died under mysterious circumstances. The Macau police believe she was involved in illegal gambling.

But Chi Mengli knows the loan sharks in Macau very well, because these people are sent by the major gangs in Hong Kong.

Loan sharks use extremely vicious methods to collect debts, but these scoundrels would never dare to cause anyone's death, especially not a South Korean with property.

The suspect identified by the Little Shandong and Harlequin Detective Agency is Xinglin Medical Clinic, which is also Song Sheng's partner in Kowloon Walled City.

The Taiwanese gangsters who supported Song Sheng also secretly came to Hong Kong, entered Kowloon Walled City, and stayed at the Xinglin Medical Clinic.

Little Shandong is still investigating which underworld figure came to Hong Kong, but he's being slow and hasn't provided an accurate list yet.

Chi Mengli continued to sniff the Double Happiness cigarettes under her nose, signaling to Silang Quzhen that she could begin and get everything she wanted.

"Oh right! I also need all the inbound and outbound shipments before 5 p.m. yesterday."

Slang Quzhen remained expressionless. She sat directly on the floor tiles and began typing on the keyboard.

After entering a long password, she entered the operation page. In 1979, most local area networks were connected using coaxial cables.

This RG-8 coaxial cable, with a diameter of approximately 10mm, performs very well, offers fast data transmission speeds, and has a maximum single-segment length of 500 meters.

This type of coaxial cable has a great advantage because it connects to equipment via a piercing tap, allowing for node expansion without cutting the cable.

However, every advantage has its disadvantages. Coaxial cables require specialized tools for installation, and piercing connectors can easily cause signal leakage, leading to network failures.

After entering the computer's operating interface, Silang Quzhen began typing on the keyboard to launch the software she had written.

Related keyword search software can quickly scan massive amounts of data on servers to find relevant treatments.

The software is quite large, a full 50KB, and it starts up very slowly, but the night is long, and time is the last thing Silang Quzhen has.

But she wasn't idle during the software startup time; she took out a mobile interface card.

This precision machine, nearly half a meter long and weighing one kilogram, is worth three thousand five hundred US dollars, and bargaining is not allowed.

This interface card was designed to connect to the power supply and data source. Slang Quzhen began searching for a dedicated interface left behind by IBM software engineers.

The room where the data server was stored was very large. It took five minutes to find the spare connection cable in a cabinet against the wall.

Because coaxial cables supply both current and data, they are equipped with dedicated circuit breakers.

Slang Quzhen inserted the cable into the corresponding port on the interface card before turning on the power switch and having her boss push her portable personal computer over.

Chi Mengli, who couldn't offer any help, certainly didn't mind being a laborer. His understanding of personal computers would have to wait, because the first computer game he ever played was StarCraft.

By the time I was free to move around, computer games had evolved to World of Warcraft.

QQ, a chat software, has become popular among students, serving as the third way for them to communicate besides making phone calls and sending text messages.

To be honest, like many tech geeks, he doesn't understand software or hardware at all.

He only knows how to reinstall a buggy computer operating system and knows a lot of hardware names whose actual functions he doesn't understand at all.

This was Chi Mengli's signature technique for picking up girls back in the day!

Because as soon as he finishes reciting this long list of terms, the pretty girls' eyes will light up, and they'll go to his rented apartment to see the cat doing backflips.

In reality, he doesn't understand computers, nor does he have a cat that can do backflips, and similarly, he doesn't understand women.

The reason he had such feelings was because once, after he had talked about these things with the most beautiful girl in the computer science department.

He saw disdain in the eyes of the most beautiful girl in the department, but the next second he saw her starry-eyed eyes, and then he went through the motions to watch the cat doing a backflip.

When they arrived at the apartment, Chi Mengli would usually cook a pot of steaming hot mulled wine, one cup for each of them, and then explain that his cat, who could do backflips, had been borrowed by a friend to be neutered.

Finally, he pulled out Okamoto from the bedside table and, fueled by alcohol, began his final frenzy.

Such a one-night stand is all about releasing energy; there's no such thing as taking responsibility. We're all just江湖儿女 (jianghu children, meaning people who live a carefree life and don't care about others after they've done their part).

Many years later, after Chi Mengli had graduated from the Department of Physical Education, she returned to her alma mater to reminisce about her youth and wandered around the Department of Computer Science.

I saw with my own eyes the former beauty queen of the department, now a bespectacled gardener of human souls, holding a soldering iron and teaching students how to manually operate a computer.

Their style at the time was reminiscent of Steve Jobs and Steve Wozniak tinkering with the Apple prototype in their garage.

Only then did Chi Mengli realize that the disdain that flashed in the eyes of the most beautiful girl in the department for a mere fraction of a second was not a mistake, but real.

That's too far!
Chi Mengli pushed the specially made computer in front of Silang Quzhen, and the young boy immediately began typing on the keyboard, starting to crack the firewall system.

With nothing to do, I continued to smoke to pass the time.

Meanwhile, the white crane, who had been waiting in the parking lot for three hours, finally met the person she was waiting for.

Daye rode his motorcycle, still half asleep, to Baihe's side. He put one foot on the ground and looked at Baihe with a helpless expression: "Brother Baihe, could you choose to deliver during the day next time?"

"Making a rendezvous in the dead of night, even if you have nothing to hide, you're bound to feel guilty!"

"Choose that star!"

The white crane, acting as a puppet, also looked exasperated. He complained helplessly, "Which star did you pick?! Do you think I wanted to pick a nighttime delivery?"

"I've been standing in the parking lot in the cold wind for three hours."

"We lowly underlings do whatever the boss tells us to do, and we don't dare utter a single complaint!"

"Damn it!"

Da Ye also came to his senses and realized that Bai He had also had a hard time. He got off the motorcycle, locked it, and went to the truck.

"It's getting late! Brother Baihe, you can leave now!"

Da Ye didn't follow the rules of the underworld to inspect the goods. He reached into his pocket, pulled out the severed casino chips, threw them directly to Bai He, and then told Bai He to leave.

Reaching out, Baihe grasped the chip in one swift motion. Opening his hand, he saw that it was a chip cut in two, and looked at Daye with a puzzled expression.

"Don't look at me, I'm clueless too. My boss just told me to give you the chips. Other things are not something a nobody like me should know."

Da Ye made a "don't look at me, I don't know either" expression and let Bai He take the chips and leave.

That's right. I'm just a deliveryman. Once I've delivered the goods and received the receipt, I should leave.

Bai He nodded, handed the truck keys to Daye, turned around, got into the truck, and left the Oak International Terminal.

Daye rearranged the motorcycle, sat on the seat, lit a cigarette, and calmly gazed at the starry sky.

As soon as the Qingming Festival is over, Hong Kong starts to get hot and dry, with only the latter half of the night being a little cooler.

According to the big boss, this is the first batch of goods, and he will wait at the Oak International Terminal until 5 a.m. to store it in the warehouse.

After finishing his cigarette, Daye felt a bit cold, so he got off his motorcycle, got into the cab of the container truck, turned on the radio, and listened to Cantonese opera to pass the time.

"Parting is inevitable, parting is both bitter and pitiful. The willow branches tug at our hearts, and tears fall before the flowers."

"We had just met, and alas, soon we were separated again, like the shrike flying east and the swallow flying west. We parted so suddenly, wasting our precious years!"

"Sorrow knows no bounds, hatred knows no limits; I'm used to speaking of parting, but I've never truly wished for anything. My spring heart is dead, transformed into a cuckoo; now I break willow branches again at the long pavilion, bidding farewell to the beautiful moon."

(End of this chapter)