Chapter 248 0247 [Friendship Conference! 】

"Do you really want to go with me to the fraternity party of our plastic flower factory tonight?"

Shi Yufeng dressed up quickly, looked in the mirror again and again, put on her best cheongsam, pulled up her hair, and stuck a silver hairpin behind her head.

Her precious bottle of French perfume had been used up, so she could only sprinkle some toilet water on her body aggrievedly.

Perfume is too expensive, even though she is now a charter woman, and the monthly rent is thousands of yuan, she is still reluctant to buy it.

The habit formed by poverty cannot be changed for a while, on the contrary, it will become more and more stingy. Shi Yufeng is such a person.

Since donating 30,000 yuan by accident last time, Shi Yufeng's thoughts are all about money, how to make money, how to save money, and how to pick money.

"If I don't go, Bao'er can't go either, so I have to drive you there!" Shi Zhijian didn't dress up much, since it's a sorority that's nothing more than eating and drinking, why should he dress up so glamorously, so he just wore a very ordinary suit Denim casual wear.

When Shi Yufeng saw it, she turned her face and said to him: "Why don't you wear it to look better, your white suit and black suit, it's also good to wear one."

"What if it gets dirty, do you wash it?"

Shi Zhijian joked that it was necessary to wear a suit on a very solemn occasion, so that he would not wrong himself for a sorority meeting in a plastic flower factory, and it is more comfortable to wear casual clothes.

"That's right, your clothes are very expensive, what should you do if they get dirty?" Shi Yufeng's mind was different from that of ordinary people, and she immediately thought of this aspect again.

The two packed up and were ready to go.

Bao'er also wore a nice dress tonight, a turtleneck sweater specially knitted by Shi Yufeng for Bao'er, apricot yellow, which set off Bao'er's rosy cheeks.

Bao'er squatted down, holding a crushed steamed bun in his hand, saying goodbye to the little black dog, "Xiao Hei, don't cry, we'll be back soon. I can't take you with me when I go out to play this time, so you have to be obedient. Come, let me treat you to a steamed bun."

Xiao Hei barked twice, buried his head in eating Bao'er's crumbled steamed buns.

Shi Yufeng yelled: "Don't feed it so much food, the dog will just sleep and not work when it is full."

Bao'er didn't care about these things, and fed all the steamed buns to Xiao Hei, then touched Xiao Hei's head with his little hand and said, "You must be obedient, and you must meet the gatekeeper carefully. If you see a bad person, you should yell loudly, you understand?"

Xiao Hei raised his head, stared at his black eyes, and barked at Bao'er twice.

Bao'er turned to her mother and said, "It said it knew."

...

Dongcheng Theater is located at the junction of Locke Road and Fenwick Street in Wanchai, Hong Kong. It opened on February 9, 1964 and is operated by Dongcheng Limited, a subsidiary of the Ho Tung family.

Dongcheng Theater has been in operation for four years, apart from occasionally inviting big troupes to perform Cantonese opera, there have always been many supernatural legends.

In the early days, there were no indoor funeral parlors in Hung Hom District of Hong Kong. Businesses often set up mourning halls in stadium parks and open spaces, which were called open-air funeral parlors, that is, outdoor funeral parlors. The Hong Kong government once built a "Farewell Pavilion" in the scope of the extension project of the Hong Kong Polytechnic University in Hung Hom.

Later, Wan Chai International Funeral Home moved to Hung Hom, where a World Funeral Home was built. After the original Wanguo Funeral Parlor building was sold to a developer, it was then sold to the Ho Tung family and rebuilt into the later "Dongcheng Theater".

It is understood that this theater was rebuilt from a funeral parlor, but there are not many "reconstruction" places, and many funeral parlor layouts and buildings are still preserved in the theater. .

However, some people pointed out that there are as many as six or seven similar theaters near Dongcheng Theater, which has been operating poorly, so the competition among the same industry is extremely fierce. Some people also think that the theater industry deliberately created rumors of fierce ghosts to attack rivals.

In short, whether the business of this theater is good or not, it is difficult to get money, so tonight the plastic flower factory pays for a social gathering here, which makes the theater owner a lot of money, and also saves the plastic flower factory boss Li a lot of money. Big bucks, hellish theater baa, low prices.

Shi Zhijian originally wanted to drive Shi Yufeng and Bao'er to Dongcheng Theater for a social gathering, but Shi Yufeng, who always likes to show off and likes to show off, is desperately unwilling to take a car this time. After asking, I found out that Shi Yufeng is very popular in the factory, because she likes to speak up and make friends with many female workers who share the same disease.

These female workers were either poor or from poor backgrounds. Shi Yufeng was afraid that she would drive over and frighten them, so she distanced herself from them.

This surprised Shi Zhijian, so he asked Shi Yufeng why you were not afraid of deepening the distance with your neighbors when you were in Shek Kip Mei?

Shi Yufeng's answer was: "Those gangs rush to the street, no matter how deep they are, they have to live together. Where can they go? These workers are different. I quit my job after the Chinese New Year. I want to have a good final reunion with them!"

Old sister Shi Yufeng's reasoning Shi Zhijian doesn't understand, so he can only follow orders.

So the three of them took a rickshaw all the way to the Dongcheng Theater.

The entrance of the theater was very lively. Not only are large flower baskets placed, but banners are also hung.

The banner reads: Plastic Flower Factory year-end fellowship.

The big flower baskets as tall as one person on the left and right read couplets——

The daily wealth comes as you wish; every year, the blessings come with the spring.

Horizontal batch: Changjiang Industrial.

Some well-informed vendors were also waiting near the theater at this time.

"Selling pears, delicious pears! Sweet and refreshing!"

"Sell candied haws, delicious and beautiful candied haws!"

There are also some stalls selling roasted sweet potatoes, and some selling Xirong with burdens.

Many vendors gathered at the entrance of the theater, shouting loudly, soliciting business.

"I didn't expect it to be so lively tonight." Shi Yufeng brought her younger brother and daughter to the door with a look of surprise.

"Wow, no wonder, there are Bai Xuexian and Ren Jianhui's performances tonight, as well as Xin Ma Shizeng's!" Shi Yufeng shouted.

These three are all well-known actors in the Cantonese opera world, and it is often hard to get a ticket when they appear on the show.

"Boss Li is really rich, and he can even hire such a big name!" Shi Yufeng once again lamented the greatness of Boss Li of the plastic flower factory.

Shi Zhijian disagreed.

Now that movies are on the rise and Cantonese opera is on the decline, many of the so-called opera stars are already "priceless" compared to those movie stars. I used to get 3,000 yuan for a scene, but now I think they are willing to do it for 300 yuan. If I keep putting on airs and don't go on stage, I'm afraid I will starve to death.

Just as Shi Yufeng was yelling at the entrance of the theater, someone looked at her through the window on the second floor of the theater knocking melon seeds.

"Who is that cripple?"

"Shi Yufeng from our plastic flower factory? Why don't you know her?"

The fat woman who was eating melon seeds smiled contemptuously: "No wonder I feel familiar, it turns out to be a lame phoenix, I can't recognize her in a cheongsam."

The thin woman who spoke to her also took a look at Shi Yufeng: "Her cheongsam looks quite expensive, and the lame Feng who has always been stingy would be willing to do so."

"If you don't have money, you can still dress so well like others, this Shi Yufeng is really flirtatious!" The fat woman looked disdainful.

The thin woman's name is Xu Zhaodi, and she is an ordinary female worker in the women's workshop of the plastic flower factory.

The fat woman's name is Zhou Dahong, and she is the little leader of their workshop.

Zhou Dahong's husband, Wu Dekui, is a small seller in the plastic flower factory. Because of this relationship, Zhou Dahong has always been domineering in the plastic flower factory, and doesn't think much of others.

"Who is that pretty boy next to Lame Phoenix?"

"It seems to be a lame young man. What is his name? I heard that he used to be very majestic, but he was a policeman, but he stopped doing it later." Xu Zhaodi looked at Shi Zhijian below and said.

Zhou Dahong glanced at Shi Zhijian, "It's a pity that such a handsome boy has a silver-like pewter gun head, which looks useless!"

Xu Zhaodi hurriedly said: "But I heard that he has opened a small factory now, and it seems to be quite profitable."

Zhou Dahong sneered, "Make money? Can you earn more than my husband? It looks like he is not yet twenty years old, and he is still running a factory like others, so pay him to death!"

Xu Zhaodi didn't dare to speak anymore, she also heard the rumors, and looking at Shi Zhijian below, he was really too young, no matter how he looked, he looked like a student who was still studying. I remember that he seemed to be here in a rickshaw just now, and he was wearing ordinary clothes. Doesn't look like a big boss at all.

"Sister Hong, what you said is that he looks like a street boy, how can he compare with Kui Ge?"

Only then did Zhou Dahong snort in satisfaction. In her mind, although her husband Wu Dekui was a small businessman, he was not comparable to the poor little brother like Lame Feng.