Reborn Capital Madman

Chapter 0007 Just a homeless person

With Gao Xian's quality as a project manager, it is of course no problem to deal with a ghost guy in interpersonal relationships. What's more, Funing'an has nothing special except that he wears a foreign skin. In fact, he himself admits that he is beaten by his boss

The unlucky guy who is sent to work in the Far East is, in a sense, a dwarf in the eyes of "experts".

On the other hand, as a refugee and rescuer in this fire, Gao Xian did have enough news material to send reporters, especially as he was ahead of his time, the height and angle from which he examined the incident was even more interesting.

Funingan's appetite.

In the face of the disaster, what are the shady stories of firefighting, the joys and sorrows, and after chatting affectionately for a few minutes, Gao Xian led Funingan to the group of people who belonged to his own circle, including Lu Renbao, Qin Sumei, Zhou Yourong and others.

And he vowed: "I will help you integrate into the lives of the victims and see the most real social situation. By the way, I will also confirm that I am indeed a fire-fighting hero."

Funingan chased and asked: "David, you just mentioned that many of the people you rescued from the fire were little girls who were separated from their families. What does this mean?"

"It's just that in this world, people are like ants, lives are like grass, and men are favored over women." Gao Xian said lightly: "Fu Ning'an, I seriously doubt whether you are a reporter. You don't even want me to have this connotation.

Help, dig it out clearly?"

"I didn't expect it at the moment." Funing'an defended awkwardly: "In comparison, Xiangjiang's stability and prosperity are definitely among the best in Asia. It's really difficult to relate to the people's suffering you mentioned."

Gao Xian, who was already familiar with the situation, casually joked: "You are too comfortable as a reporter. Your boss should send you to the war-torn Indochina Peninsula."

Fu Ning'an said with a sad face: "Maybe the next stop will be."

After arriving at a site with his own mass base, Gao Xian responded enthusiastically to those who took the initiative to greet him. At the same time, he did not forget to answer questions and said: "This is my journalist friend, whose Chinese name is Funing'an. Everyone has

If you have any difficulties, you can tell him and then speak out through the media, maybe it will attract the attention of the government and make life easier."

Zhou Yourong, who is quite talkative, struck up a conversation full of freshness: "Can you understand what we are talking about?"

"Simple ones are fine." Funing'an stumbled and replied, "I mainly rely on Gao to be the translator."

Gao Xian coordinated: "If you have anything you want to ask, if you have anything you want to speak out, please feel free to speak."

Zhou Yourong looked at the police not far away who were investigating and registering the disaster, and said sarcastically: "It's pointless to say it."

"Don't be so cynical." Gao Xian encouraged: "Reflecting the difficulties everyone is facing might be useful."

Zhou Yourong shook his head, "The number of people affected by this fire is estimated to be more than 4,000. Among the fires that have occurred in the wooden house area, it is not even ranked. The attention of the officials must be very limited."

Gao Xian shrugged and turned around to translate for Funingan.

After Fu Ning'an finished taking the shorthand, he asked: "David, can you let me see the children you, the fire-fighting hero, saved?"

"Okay." Gao Xian smiled slightly, "It's just that these children may have been taken away by their parents."

This was indeed the case. When Gao Xian came to Qin Sumei and Lu Renbao's side, he saw that there was only a little girl left who was as thin as a bean sprout. Her name should be Zhaodi.

Gao Xian asked casually, "Aunt Qin, hasn't anyone come to Zhaodi's house to pick her up yet?"

"Not yet." Qin Sumei winked and lowered her voice to explain: "Zhao's family situation is quite special. Her stepfather has never shown up, but her biological mother came quietly and asked us to take care of her for a few days."

Zhaodi is quite sensitive. As soon as Gao Xian nodded, she came over with tears in her eyes and begged, "Don't drive me away. When I grow up, I am willing to be Brother Bao's wife."

Lu Renbao, who was listening attentively, immediately said, "You are so ugly, I don't want you."

Zhaodi was severely frustrated and sobbed softly. Qin Sumei was so angry that she raised her hand and slapped her silly son, "You bad boy, if you don't interrupt, you will die..."

Seeing this scene, Gao Xian couldn't help but feel dizzy and muttered to himself: "This life is really a mess."

His future was not settled yet, and Gao Xian could not say much, so he could only wave his hand towards Funingan, who was acting as a neutral observer in the African savanna field photographer.

Qin Sumei was also worried and asked Gao Xian for advice in a low voice: "The police are investigating and registering. They will be here soon. How can I tell the identity of the younger brother?"

"If it doesn't work, you should treat her as your daughter-in-law." Gao Xian couldn't help but laugh. After giving a casual suggestion, he explained to Fu Ning'an who was eager to find out the details.

Qin Sumei seemed to have really taken it to heart. When the police came, she carefully registered the information about recruiting her younger brother.

A policeman looked at Gao Xian, who had just finished chatting with Funingan, and then asked politely: "Sir, do you also want to register?"

"Of course." Gao Xian, who already knew that the Xiangjiang police of this era were widely involved in crime, did not dare to be careless, and said calmly and quickly: "My name is Gao Xian, and my English name is David. I came to this wooden house area yesterday to do business, and I met someone.

Fire.”

Qin Sumei added from the side: "Sir Cui, Mr. Gao stayed at my house yesterday."

The policeman surnamed Cui lowered his head and remembered, and asked: "Where is Mr. Gao?"

Gao Xian smiled slightly and said lightly: "I am just a homeless person now."

The other party closed the registration book and stretched out a hand with a smile on his face, "Mr. Gao, let's get to know each other, Inspector Cui Yizhong of Yau Ma Tei Police Station."

"Nice_to_meet_you." Gao Xian, who had already met the social scene in Xiangjiang for the first time, greeted the other party in a reserved and polite manner in Cantonese mixed with English.

"Mr. Gao, I will continue to register the victims' information with my brothers, and we will have dinner together another day. This is my phone number." Cui Yizhong tore off a page from the registration book and handed it over, "If you need help with anything, please let me know.

You can find me."

Gao Xian apologized: "I'm sorry, I can't give you my business card. The fire happened so suddenly yesterday, and a lot of things were lost..."

"It's okay, it's okay, Mr. Gao just leaves my phone number. Besides, there are many people here who are familiar with Mr. Gao." Before leaving, Cui Yizhong reminded: "By the way, Tung Wah Group of Hospitals' charity relief

The supplies will arrive soon, Mr. Gao can apply for a set of clothes for emergency relief."

"Thank you Sir Cui for the tip." Gao Xian said in a sincere tone.

Zhou Yourong took advantage of every opportunity and came over to inquire: "Mr. Gao knows this Sir Cui."

"This is the first time we meet today." Gao Xian shook his head and muttered in his heart: "In order to survive, I had to pretend to be a boy, but I didn't expect to recruit him here."

"Mr. Gao's popularity is naturally very good." Zhou Yourong complimented: "I guess that when Sir Cui saw Mr. Gao's extraordinary appearance, he must have guessed in his heart which family Mr. Gao was a child of."

"Wouldn't he first think of the Gao family, known as the pawnbroker kings in Hong Kong and Macao?" Gao Xian calmly patted the epoch-making jacket that had been damaged until only the thermal layer was left, and changed the subject jokingly.

He said: "Fortunately, I have met people who are as discerning and discerning as Brother Zhou. Otherwise, I would have suffered the consequences of respecting Luo Shan first and then others."

Zhou Yourong, who had laughed a few times, whispered a piece of gossip: "Mr. Gao, I heard from the police that based on the analysis of traces on the scene, the fire was caused by arson."

"There are so many bad people in this world!" Gao Xian complained: "I wonder why this policeman is so enthusiastic. It turns out he is quietly collecting clues."