Hong Kong variety show: I wanted to be a lawyer, but I became a big shot.

Ou Yongen didn't ask any more questions. She naturally took Lin Bei's arm, her fingertips gently hooking his sleeve, two shallow dimples appearing on her face as she smiled and said.

"So you've made some money, you have to treat me to a late-night snack tonight."

"I want to eat Typhoon Shelter Crab, the kind you get at a street food stall."

Lin Bei looked down at her bright eyes, and couldn't help but reach out his finger to gently scratch the tip of her upturned nose, his tone teasing.

"Trying to treat you to a late-night snack is nothing; I'd also like to treat you to breakfast."

Upon hearing this, Ou Yongen tilted her head in confusion, her long eyelashes fluttering twice, like a bewildered young girl.

"Want some breakfast?"

"What kind of breakfast is so delicious?"

"They even went out of their way to treat me to a meal."

Looking at her bewildered expression, Lin Bei couldn't suppress the smile on his lips and almost burst out laughing.

He quickly cleared his throat.

"No...it's nothing."

"Let's go! I know a dai pai dong (open-air food stall) on Tung Choi Street in Mong Kok that makes the most authentic typhoon shelter-style fried crab. The owner knows me well, and he'll guarantee to pick the biggest and freshest crabs for us. Let's go try it!"

Upon hearing that there was delicious food, Ou Yongen immediately nodded repeatedly and happily tightened his grip on Lin Bei's arm. The two walked side by side toward the food stall.

It was a little past 7 p.m., and the streets of Mong Kok were at their liveliest.

The neon signs flashed with colorful lights in the night, illuminating the entire street as if it were daytime.

The aroma of fish balls mingled with the braised smell of beef offal, filling the air. The sounds of car horns, vendors' cries, and passersby's laughter blended together, creating a vivid picture of everyday life in Hong Kong in the 80s.

The two walked through the bustling crowd and arrived at the old-established food stall at the end of Tongcai Street.

The boss was a man in his fifties, wearing a white vest with oil stains on his arms. He greeted Lin Bei warmly as soon as he saw him.

"Hey, it's been so long!"

"Did you bring your girlfriend to dinner today?"

Lin Bei smiled and nodded, then pulled Ou Yongen to sit down at an empty table.

"Yes, Uncle, give me two of the biggest crabs to make Typhoon Shelter Crab, a serving of salt and pepper mantis shrimp, a serving of stir-fried clams, a serving of stir-fried water spinach, a serving of dry-fried beef noodles, with extra bean sprouts, and finally a serving of braised abalone."

"Okay! Coming right away!"

The uncle responded and turned to get busy in the kitchen.

Lin Bei stood up and said to Ou Yongen.

"Wait here for me, I'm going to get something from the car."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the food stall, and came to the black Mercedes-Benz parked by the roadside.

He opened the trunk, took out a bottle of red wine wrapped in velvet, and also grabbed two wine glasses.

Lin Bei returned to his seat with the red wine, placed the bottle on the table triumphantly, and gestured with his chin to Ou Yongen.

"Look, this is a bottle of red wine that my boss brought back from France last time. It costs over eight thousand yuan a bottle. I brought it here especially for you to try today."

Looking at the red wine on the table, then at the greasy plastic tables and chairs and the peanut shells scattered on the floor, Ou Yongen couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time.

"This is the first time I've ever eaten at a street food stall and drunk red wine. It feels weird, everyone else is drinking beer and soda."

Lin Bei casually tore open the velvet cloth and used a corkscrew to pop open the wine cork with a "snap," immediately releasing a rich fruity aroma.

He poured half a glass for each of them and pushed one of the glasses in front of Ou Yongen.

"Life is about trying everything!"

"For example, watching the sunrise!"

Ou Yongen picked up his wine glass, took a small sip, and smirked as he looked at him sideways with a sly, ambiguous smile.

"Is the sunrise you're talking about real?"

"Cough cough cough!"

Lin Bei, who was pouring wine, almost choked on his own saliva when he heard this.

He coughed violently, his face turning red, and he almost spilled the red wine in his hand on the table.

He never expected that Ou Yongen, who usually seemed innocent and cute, was actually a seasoned veteran with hidden skills.

Lin Bei quickly put down the bottle, grabbed a tissue to wipe his mouth, and hurriedly explained.

"Seriously! Absolutely seriously!"

"It's the sunrise in Cheung Chau, it's especially beautiful, many couples go there specifically to see it, why would I lie to you?"

Seeing his embarrassed and helpless state, Ou Yongen laughed so hard she almost cried.

She reached out and patted Lin Bei on the back to help him catch his breath.

"Alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore. Look how scared you are."

Just then, Uncle came over carrying a full plate of Typhoon Shelter Crab. Golden garlic and bright red chili peppers were spread on top of the succulent crab meat, and the aroma was irresistible.

Following that, other dishes such as salt and pepper mantis shrimp, stir-fried clams, and dry-fried beef noodles were served one after another.

A table laden with dishes looks incredibly appetizing.

During the meal, the two chatted and ate, and before they knew it, they had drunk two bottles of red wine.

Ou Yongen's cheeks flushed slightly, as if she had applied rouge, and her eyes became dreamy, making her look exceptionally charming.

Seeing her drunken state, Lin Bei felt a strong urge to woo her and took the opportunity to coax and plead with her.

"Yongen, since we don't have to work tomorrow anyway, let's go to Cheung Chau tonight and take the last ferry so we can catch the sunrise tomorrow morning."

Ou Yongen nodded vaguely and said indistinctly.

"Okay... okay, let's go see the sunrise."

Lin Bei was overjoyed and immediately paid the bill. He then helped the slightly unsteady Ou Yongen and drove towards the Central Pier.

At 9:30 p.m., the two just caught the last ferry to Cheung Chau.

The ferry slowly sailed away from the dock, breaking the calm sea surface and leaving a white trail of water.

A gentle sea breeze blows by, carrying a faint fishy and salty smell, which feels especially comfortable on the face.

Lin Bei helped Ou Yongen onto the deck and gently put his arm around her shoulder from behind.

Ou Yongen nestled obediently in his arms, closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly in the sea breeze, and wore a satisfied and happy smile on her face.

The distant Hong Kong Island is brightly lit, like a dazzling pearl set in black velvet.

The night view of Victoria Harbour is breathtaking. The neon lights on both sides are reflected on the sea, swaying gently with the waves, breaking into a shimmering starlight.

Occasionally, other ferries would pass by, their long whistles echoing across the tranquil sea.

The two of them nestled together quietly, neither of them speaking, enjoying this rare moment of peace.

More than half an hour later, the ferry slowly entered Cheung Chau Pier.

After the two disembarked, there were still many taxi drivers soliciting passengers at the dock.

Lin Bei hailed a red taxi and spoke to the driver.

"Go to the Cheung Chau Warwick Hotel."

The Cheung Chau Warwick Hotel is the only star-rated hotel on the island, located right next to Tung Wan Beach. All the sea-view rooms face east, and you can see the endless sea as soon as you open the curtains. It is a perfect spot to watch the sunrise.

The taxi drove along the coastal road and arrived at the hotel ten minutes later.

Lin Bei put his arm around Ou Yongen and walked into the lobby, where they booked a top-floor ocean-view suite.

The room was elegantly decorated, with a beige carpet and several seascape paintings hanging on the walls.

The most striking feature is the huge floor-to-ceiling window; once the curtains are drawn back, the entire East Bay beach and the distant sea are laid out before you.

The two stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing lovingly at each other.

In the end, Lin Bei couldn't resist and, at Ou Yongen's enthusiastic invitation, ate a roujiamo (Chinese hamburger).

2.5 words omitted here.