Courtyard House: Purchasing Agents' Comeback from the Great Famine

Stepping onto Hong Kong Island, Wang Feng breathed a long sigh of relief.

After two consecutive nights of long-distance, full-speed driving, he was quite exhausted.

Wang Feng did not rush to leave, his eyes constantly scanning his surroundings.

The defenses on Hong Kong Island were not as tight as those on Loh Hu. On Loh Hu, there was a guard post every hundred meters or so, while on Hong Kong Island, there was only a guard post every two hundred meters or so.

Moreover, the sentries on Hong Kong Island are very lazy; they are either smoking or dozing off, unlike the sentries on the Loh Hu side who are very disciplined.

Seeing this, Wang Feng smiled slightly and, taking advantage of the sentry's nap, quickly moved deeper into the area at a speed of 60 miles per hour. In the blink of an eye, he was out of the sentry's sight.

After leaving the sentry's line of sight, Wang Feng sprinted at full speed, and in less than fifteen minutes, he arrived in the New Territories.

He went to a secluded corner, changed out of his wet clothes, put on a Zhongshan suit, and also changed into a pair of shiny leather shoes.

This is the New Territories, the outermost part of Hong Kong Island. His two brother-in-laws live in Wan Chai, according to Lou Bancheng.

I checked the time; it was only 4 a.m., about two hours before dawn.

This place is not like the suburbs of the mainland. Even in urban areas, there are still a small number of people. He just saw a sanitation worker dumping garbage on the street.

It's not convenient for him to enter the space right now. He can't see what's happening outside from inside the space. If he comes out and there are a bunch of people outside, that would be troublesome.

Wang Feng found a secluded corner to sit down and took out food from his spatial storage to eat.

After eating and drinking his fill, he took out another pound of the Water of Life and drank it, and he was restored to his peak condition once again.

He took out a cigarette and smoked it while waiting for dawn.

It gets light early on Hong Kong Island; before six o'clock, the sky begins to lighten.

At this time, a few pedestrians appeared on the street. Wang Feng saw a taxi, quickly reached out and flagged it down, saying in standard Cantonese, "To Wanzi Building."

In his previous life, Wang Feng had lived in Guangdong Province for more than ten years, so he spoke Cantonese quite fluently.

The driver looked down on Wang Feng because he was wearing a Zhongshan suit and didn't seem to be a local. However, as long as the mainlander had money, he wouldn't turn down money.

"One hundred yuan."

The driver's asking price was clearly more than double the normal amount, but Wang Feng didn't care. He nodded, opened the car door, got into the back seat, and said, "Let's go."

Wang Feng still had tens of thousands of Hong Kong dollars in his spatial storage. He had found these in enemy strongholds and from several leaders who had grudges against him, totaling more than 30,000 Hong Kong dollars.

Seeing how agreeable this mainland guy was, the driver secretly regretted not asking for a higher price. But since the price had already been agreed upon, he couldn't raise it any further.

With a quick press of the accelerator, we headed towards Wan Chai.

It was just getting light, and there were few pedestrians and cars on the road. It only took a little over an hour for the taxi to arrive near the Wan Chai Building.

It was already completely light by then. Wang Feng took out a hundred yuan and handed it to the driver. Seeing that a clothing store next door was already open for business, he went inside.

"Sir, are you looking to buy clothes?"

Wang Feng was somewhat surprised that the waitress did not look down on him because of his clothes. He had clearly sensed that the taxi driver had looked down on people from the mainland.

The Zhongshan suit he was wearing is rarely seen on Hong Kong Island; locals here generally don't wear Zhongshan suits.

"Yes, I'll buy a few clothes."

Since the waiter was so polite, Wang Feng also spoke very politely.

"Sir, you must have just come from the mainland. What kind of clothes would you like to buy?" the saleswoman asked.

Wang Feng pointed to a suit: "Give me two of these suits."

As he spoke, he pointed to four suits and a cheongsam: "Give me two of these, in my size, and the cheongsam in your size."

The saleswoman thought she had misheard. Who buys more than a dozen pieces of clothing at once? Although their store wasn't an international brand, it wasn't exactly cheap either.

"Sir... do you really want so many clothes?" the waitress asked again, uncertainly.

Wang Feng took out a stack of Hong Kong dollars from his pocket and nodded: "Besides these, please pick out five pairs of leather shoes for me, two pairs of size 43, three pairs of size 44, and one pair of women's leather shoes in size 36."

Upon hearing the definite answer and seeing the large stack of Hong Kong dollars in the customer's hand, the waiter nodded excitedly.

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment, I'll get you your clothes right away."

The waiter was thrilled to have such a large business so early in the morning. He had sold so many clothes and shoes that his commission was more than three days' wages.

In less than ten minutes, the waiter had prepared the clothes and shoes.

Wang Feng took out a suit and went to the fitting room. After changing into the suit and leather shoes, he came out.

Wearing a suit and high-end leather shoes, Wang Feng looked completely different; no one could tell he had just come from the mainland.

"How much?" Wang Feng asked.

"Sir, the total is 2235. Let me round it down to 2200."

Wang Feng nodded, counted out HK$2200 to the sales clerk, and left the clothing store carrying his bags.

Wang Feng found a small hotel near the Wan Chai Building and paid HK$30 for a room.

He doesn't have a Hong Kong Island ID card yet, so he can only stay in small hotels. Hotels usually check ID cards, which is a bit of a hassle.

After storing his clothes and shoes in his spatial storage, Wang Feng sat on the bed, contemplating his next steps.

It only took him two days to get from Beijing to Hong Kong. If Lou Bancheng and the others are released now, they will definitely become suspicious once they realize the timing is wrong.

He didn't dare to go to his two brother-in-laws, otherwise the timing wouldn't match up and it would arouse their suspicion.

According to Lou Bancheng, his two brother-in-laws live in the Wan Chai Building, but he certainly can't go to see them now.

They will have to wait at least two more days before they can be released. They should be able to accept it after four or five days.

After all, he was quite mysterious in the eyes of Lou Bancheng and others, so it was reasonable for them to use some connections to quickly send them to Hong Kong Island.

The most urgent thing now is to get a Hong Kong Island identity card, and then buy a villa to settle down first, and then make other plans.

With that thought in mind, he closed the door, walked out of the small hotel, hailed a taxi on the roadside, and spent HK$1500 to get his Hong Kong Island ID card.