1982 Started from Hong Kong

Chapter 51: Making Trouble in the Committee

Hong Kong's Housing Authority is the executive arm of the Housing Department and is responsible for handling housing administration matters.

The committee does not have a single office space, but like most government agencies, it shares an office building.

After Zhai Yuan made such a fuss, staff from various departments including resettlement, municipal administration, entertainment and labor all looked over at him.

The middle-aged female clerk of the committee was a little confused by Zhai Yuan's yelling.

She prided herself on being a civil servant, and was used to being so arrogant and respectful to the poor people in the housing estate who came to do business with her. She probably had never encountered such a situation before.

After being speechless for a moment, the middle-aged woman became furious when she noticed the pointing eyes of her colleagues around her.

Her protruding cheekbones made her look even more ferocious, and her voice was shrill, like a shrew quarreling in the market.

"Who the hell do you think you are? You're a scoundrel, actually coming here to cause trouble! Security, kick him out!"

The security guard at the door heard the call and walked over quickly.

The security guard said to Zhai Yuan, "Excuse me, sir, please come out with me and don't disturb the order here."

While talking, he was about to come over and carry Zhai Yuan out.

"Move, try moving!"

Zhai Yuan also lost his temper and pointed at the security guard, shouting, "Did you see the attitude of that bitch just now? Fuck you! My father is here to work for her. Even the masseuses at the boneyard would say thank you, boss. Why is she giving me a sour face?"

This statement had a wide impact, and the civil servants from other departments who were watching the scene all looked embarrassed.

At this moment, an old woman with a somewhat hunched back walked into the hall.

The old man looked around curiously, seemed to sense that the atmosphere was not right, and a flattering smile appeared on his face.

When Zhai Yuan saw an old man passing by, he put out his anger and stepped aside a few steps.

"Ms. Zheng, I have all the materials you requested. Please help me take a look."

The old woman happened to come to the window of the middle-aged woman from the Housing Authority, and her face became even more flattering.

"My son's leg was broken in the mine and he can't get out of bed. The doctor doesn't recommend that he continue living in a coffin. The mine owner has already paid the down payment for us, and I want to move him into public housing as soon as possible."

She kept on chattering, seemingly hoping to gain some sympathy from the female clerk and have her help apply for a rotation of public housing as soon as possible.

Although the public housing in Hong Kong is only about seven square meters, it can be considered a luxury house compared to the cage dwellers living in coffins.

The so-called coffin cage is what citizens call it, while the Hong Kong government calls it cage house.

The two-square-meter space is divided into three areas: upper, middle and lower by wire mesh.

These three areas are equivalent to three households.

A room that houses more than twelve households is called a cage house, which is the origin of the cage house.

As Zhai Yuan recalls, when he first arrived in Kowloon as a child, Zhao Meizhen took him and Zhai Yao to live in a cage house for a period of time.

The cage house was quite large, with about two hundred people crammed inside. Zhao Meizhen moved in with little Zhai Yao, so there was no place for Zhai Yuan to squeeze in.

So he could only run outside and find a truck to hide under for the night. He overslept several times. If the driver had not had the habit of honking the horn at that time, Zhai Yuan would have been run over several times.

However, as Zhao Meizhen was a single mother, she only waited in line for public housing for half a year before moving to her current Sau Mau Ping estate.

I don’t know whether to say that it is fortunate or unfortunate that my father died.

In the 1980s, there were about 10,000 people living in cage houses in Hong Kong, which was much less than when Zhai Yuan was a child.

In his memory, the cage house was simply not a place for people to live. All kinds of foul smells were mixed together. Sometimes people died in the cage, and they would not be discovered until the corpse water dripped onto the lower bunk. This shows how distorted the living environment was.

So when Zhai Yuan heard that this old woman, despite her age, was still running around for public housing for herself and her disabled son, he couldn't help but feel emotional.

"I'm sorry, I was a little overly emotional just now. Let me put my plan aside. Please handle the paperwork for this old lady first."

Zhai Yuan saw that after the old woman finished speaking, the female clerk did not move at all and continued to glare at him angrily.

Sighing, he clasped his hands together and surrendered to the other party.

I thought that doing so would at least make the situation less awkward. However, upon seeing this, the clerk's face suddenly revealed a sarcastic and smug expression, as if she had experienced an Orgasm and was trembling with pleasure.

"Are you teaching me how to do things? Rotten beach!"

The female clerk looked at Zhai Yuan with contempt, and without even looking at the materials provided by the old woman, she pushed them back.

"I'm leaving get off work early today, please come back tomorrow."

Zhai Yuan frowned suddenly.

The old woman glanced at the clock and said, "There's still half an hour left. Miss Zheng, I'm over seventy years old, and it's not easy for me to come here. I'm a little late today because I was helping my son cook. Please be kind and help an old lady."

The female clerk raised her eyebrows, glared at the old woman, pointed at Zhai Yuan and said sarcastically, "If you want to blame someone, blame this little rascal. He made me so upset. You want to get a share of the public housing, right? There are still over 100,000 people waiting in line. Go back and wait for the notice!"

"I'm in my seventies. I'm in my seventies. The mine owner said that my son and I can be given priority for scheduling."

The old woman kept muttering pleadingly, but the other party no longer looked at her.

She looked back at Zhai Yuan helplessly: "Sir, could you please help me talk to Miss Zheng?"

"Unless he kneels down and pours me tea to admit his mistake! Tsk, a housing estate thug who's doing some illegal business dares to speak so loudly in front of me."

The female clerk was arrogant. Seeing Zhai Yuan staring at her, she raised her chin and said, "What? You want to complain about me? I'm not afraid to tell you, my husband works in the Municipal Bureau and he's British! I'm a British citizen myself, so there's no point in you complaining to me!"

It turns out he is a banana person who is used to eating Western sausages.

But what kind of foreigner would be attracted by this kind of stuff?
Zhai Yuan nodded and said calmly, "Thank you for the reminder. It saved me another wasted trip."

"I tell you……"

The female clerk was arrogant and wanted to vent her anger by scolding Zhai Yuan a few more times.

"Sue your mother!"

Zhai Yuan's face darkened. He picked up his brother's phone, which weighed nearly two kilograms, and smashed it hard against the glass of the service window.

Bang! Cracks appeared on the glass!
The female clerk screamed, sounding loud and harsh.

Zhai Yuan continued to move and smashed the glass window several times in succession, directly shattering it.

The flying debris frightened the female clerk so much that she squatted on the ground with her head in her hands.

There were bursts of screams.

Under the horrified gazes of the crowd, Zhai Yuan turned over and jumped into the window, grabbing the female clerk's hair viciously.

"You damn bitch! You want me to kneel down and pour tea to admit my mistake? I'm right in front of you now, let me offer you a cup of tea first!"

After saying that, he picked up the teacup on the table and smashed the whole cup on the woman's face!
Not satisfied yet, he punched her in the lower abdomen again. The middle-aged woman bent her waist like a shrimp, with snot and tears streaming down her face.

"I just don't hit women, not idiots. Smash the streets and shovel the houses. Will that old lady outside get a turn in the public housing?"

Zhai Yuan grabbed her hair and asked.

The female clerk collapsed to the ground and nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes."

"Can the business licenses of my twelve public housing units be converted?"

"Yes, yes."

"How despicable are you? I'll have to beat you up before you change your ways."

Zhai Yuan let out a breath and saw that the window was already crowded with onlookers. The security guard had pressed the switch at some point, and the alarm sounded loudly in the hall.

Pick your mother!
It seems that this incident has caused quite a stir.

But it doesn’t matter.

Before I was reborn, I was often bullied by bastards like you, and now you still bully me after I was reborn!

Then I was reborn in vain?

(End of this chapter)