1982 Started from Hong Kong

Chapter 27 Goals for the second half of the year
Liang Zhichao did not return to the video hall until six in the afternoon, just in time to catch Zhai Yuan selecting the movies to be shown in the evening show.

"'Ancient Wedding Tales' was shown twice last night. Brother Yuan, choose this one, 'Wok Wok Spring Tide Wok Wok Gold'. I just bought it two days ago."

Liang Zhichao showed strong professionalism as soon as he appeared, otherwise he would not have earned 300 yuan more than Chen Jiale.

Zhai Yuan looked up at him and said with a smile, "Hey, the college student is back. How was your exam today?"

"I took the Chinese language test in the morning and the history test in the afternoon."

Liang Zhichao moved a stool and sat next to Zhai Yuan with a beaming face: "I think I performed very well this time. I filled out the entire test paper. I can get at least an A-C in both subjects."

"Is it true?"

Zhai Yuan was full of doubt. Could he really be a genius?
"Real gold isn't this real!"

Liang Zhichao was very proud: "Especially for the Chinese composition, I wrote 700 words in one go based on my actual situation. If there was enough test paper, I could have continued writing."

"What's the topic of the composition?"

"The topic is to combine your own actual situation and write down your experience and feelings when you participated in a charity event, such as donating blood, volunteering, selling flags to raise funds, or the Million Walk, etc."

"What did you write?"

"Donate sperm."

Liang Zhichao said seriously.

After he finished speaking, he added with a look of relief on his face, "Fortunately, a customer who came to see the movie half a month ago told me that there is a sperm donation room in Xiangjiang Hospital. If I ejaculate in there, not only can I help others, but I can also get a nutritional subsidy of ten dollars."

"I've been going to various hospitals recently when I'm free, and I've earned more than 200 yuan. This definitely meets the requirements of the essay topic and combines my actual situation, so this essay is tailor-made for me."

Zhai Yuan was so shocked by his bizarre train of thought that he couldn't close his mouth.

But on second thought, donating sperm, like donating blood, is a noble humanitarian act, so you can't say he's off topic.

It’s only ten yuan a time, and I can earn more than two hundred yuan in half a month. This is a pretty good body.

He pushed his chin up hard and asked, "How did you do in the history exam?"

Liang Zhichao became more and more proud: "There is no need to talk about history! Brother Yuan, do you think that I have watched all these costume dramas in vain recently?"

This is not history, it is unofficial history!

Zhai Yuan felt his fists stiffen.

Liang Zhichao then sighed with regret: "It's a pity that the last big question is about an international celebrity, a foreigner named Joseph Stalin. I don't know much about him."

"But luckily there was a picture of him on the test paper. When I saw his beard, I remembered that I had seen him in history textbooks. He seemed to be a Western head of state who had launched wars and killed many people. So of course I cursed him in my answer. Although I may not have answered it all correctly, I thought I could at least get half the score."

Zhai Yuan tightened his lips, took a breath, and then slowly exhaled.

He rubbed his temples with his hands and really wanted to tell Liang Zhichao that the person mentioned in the test title was from the Soviet Union, and the person you were talking about might be from Hebei Province.

"Go to the hospital less often in the future. Tell me if you need money."

If you keep going on like this, your brains will be beaten out sooner or later.

"I can't go recently, and the doctor also recommended that I take a rest for a while."

Liang Zhichao showed a silly smile: "I plan to make up for it after the exam. I will go to the walled city and have a bowl of civet cat stewed with water fish penis."

"Civet cat stewed with water fish whip?"

"Yeah, I heard it's very nourishing."

"Well, give me a bowl too!"

……

The day after Liang Zhichao went to take the exam, Zhai Yuan suddenly felt that he was very important.

It was 2:30 in the morning when he had this thought. He was so sleepy that his eyelids were fighting each other, but unfortunately he couldn't find anyone to take over his shift.

The housing estate was completely dark, with only the light from the TV shining through the window next to it and a few flickering lights from cigarettes burning downstairs. They were the Fengjies waiting downstairs, waiting for the movie to end so they could attract customers.

From time to time, their conversations could be heard. Although their voices were low, they were still clearly audible in the quiet night.

"I don't know how many people will come down later. I hope to meet an old salty bug and end it quickly. That young man gave me a sore back last night."

"It's good enough if you do some, but you're still nitpicking. You just have a sore back, and Aunt Mei will have to stay in the hospital for the next few days!"

"Scared? What serious thing happened to her?"

"She got hit by a sailor nigger, with a flashlight like an arm bone, and made her bleed a lot."

"Cool! You need to explain this to the other person. Tie it up halfway with a towel. This is her first day out!"

"I can't help it. I'm almost 40 years old and my competitiveness is getting worse and worse. I'm not qualified to make requests to customers."

Then there was a long silence.

In this silence, Zhai Yuan dozed off on the table.

It was not until the end of a movie that a customer woke him up and asked to change the tape, and Zhai Yuan struggled to get up and do his work again.

The start-up period is not easy!
Thinking of this, he glanced at the Feng sisters downstairs. Although they were trying hard to attract the audience to leave, it seemed that the effect was not obvious.

After all, most people who come to video halls are poor people.

In the end, he was penniless and let down the pretty lady in the alley.

Hong Kong's economy has been booming in the past two years, but it seems to have nothing to do with poor areas like Sau Mau Ping. Instead, prices have skyrocketed, making everyone's life increasingly difficult.

A bunch of messy thoughts flashed in and out of Zhai Yuan's mind.

He sat at the counter, sleeping and waking up, and finally made it to eight o'clock in the morning when all the customers had left.

Zhai Yuan yawned with tears in his eyes, squinted his eyes to avoid the glaring sunlight, and lit a red cigarette to refresh himself.

Do we need to give Leung Chi-chiu and Chan Ka-lok a salary increase?
Forget it, let’s talk about it later.

Zhai Yuan shook his head and did not go to clean the video room. He simply locked the door and hung a sign on the door saying "The owner is pregnant".

He planned to go home and have a good sleep, and the opening time would depend on how long he slept.

Speechless all the way.

When Zhai Yuan dragged his exhausted body back to the 16th floor of his housing estate, he felt like he was half dead.

After saying hello to Zhao Meizhen, he went straight back to his room and fell into the bed like a zombie.

"The money I made during this period, minus the initial investment, is about 10,000 yuan, which is enough to open a third video hall."

Earning tens of thousands of dollars in less than a month, this income is among the highest among the working class in Hong Kong.

During the period of economic boom, entering the business world was a major trend in Hong Kong.

Correspondingly, taking the civil service exam in this era would be considered a failure, because the Hong Kong government has not increased the salaries of civil servants for several years in a row. Now, any real estate salesperson or taxi driver earns more than them.

It just doesn't sound that respectable.

"When we open a video hall this time, we need to choose a bigger place. In addition to showing movies, we can also sell condoms and other things. It doesn't matter where those Fengjies buy them. Let me make the money."

"Next time, I will ask the supplier to get a few boxes of Japanese tapes for them to watch. We must strive for progress, otherwise we will be eliminated by the market sooner or later."

"It's time for Yaoyao to go to school this year. Although she is already fifteen years old, it's never too late. She should choose a better school."

"besides……"

Zhai Yuan lay on the steel-frame bed, planning his goals for the second half of the year. His eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he gradually fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)