Hong Kong Island Old Events

He Dingxian was sitting next to the tea seat, cracking melon seeds and drinking tea. His eyes were looking at the stage, and from time to time he glanced at the mixed-race girl in front of him. The mixed-race girl was looking attentively and with a face full of devotion. Near the end, He Dingxian asked: "Does Miss Luo like to go to the theater very much?"

Luo Caiyun looked back and said with a smile: "I usually have nothing to do, so I can only pass the time by watching movies."

"Have you ever thought about singing?"

He Dingxian said tentatively.

Luo Caiyun nodded: "Yes, but the family does not allow it."

really!

He Dingxian discovered that Luo Caiyun was not an ordinary fan. Not only was he familiar with the lines when watching the theater, but he could also hum a few lines of coloratura, as if he had learned it specially.

At this time, the Hua Dan on the stage sang: "The birds on the tree are in pairs. From now on, they no longer suffer from slavery. You plow the fields and I will weave the cloth."

The story of the Seven Fairies and Dong Yong is very popular.

He Dingxian asked: "Are you interested in learning?"

Luo Caiyun smiled: "How can I learn to sing at this age?"

He Dingxian waved his hand to the side and said before his younger brother came up: "This is simple."

"Brother Xian."

Chen Zichao leaned over to greet him.

"I'll go backstage to invite the troupe leader later, and let him know that I will hire the entire troupe to sing with Miss Luo." He Dingxian said a casual word, and Chen Zichao said quickly, as if he was following an imperial decree: "Yes, Brother Xian."

Luo Caiyun's heart beat wildly when he heard this, and his face turned red: "Brother-in-law, are you okay?"

"Singing opera is just for making money. I wish I had a big water hose to support me. Could you please explain?" He Dingxian threw down a melon seed shell and said very confidently: "Your family has money and they don't spend it. They use you as a tool. My brother-in-law is rich."

"Brother-in-law, give me some flowers!"

Backstage.

Chen Zichao lowered his head to negotiate with the troupe leader. The troupe leader bowed repeatedly and almost knelt down in front of the master.

You know, the reason why Xiajiuliu is Xiajiuliu is that they have to kneel down and beg for food.

Although everyone is out to sell, there is a big difference between the goods and the emperor's house, or the goods and three taels of silver. To be able to open a special theater troupe at the Admiralty Theater, it is no exaggeration to say that it must be a big troupe in Huangmei Opera.

There must be inheritance and memory, and maybe there are a few masters who represent the highest level of Huangmei Opera in Hong Kong, but what's wrong with giving enough money?

The great opera troupes in history, and even the popularity and development of opera, all relied on money from big water pipes!

If you have money, you will have "corners!"

He Dingxian added: "If you don't have time to come out to sing, tell your family that you can work as a secretary in Yunnan's business."

"You make your own money and spend it yourself, you don't need to ask for help."

Luo Caiyun nodded lightly: "Thank you, brother-in-law."

He Dingxian laughed twice and continued watching the show.

It is impossible for a wealthy daughter to support herself, and even if she goes out to sell herself, she will not be able to sell her family's one month's pocket money!

The reason why a thousand gold is a thousand gold is that it is unattainable and the family wealth is huge.

It won't be worth anything if it's really sold.

However, He Dingxian was her brother-in-law, and if he supported her, she could become stronger. Of course, the premise was that Luo Caiyun had a strong mouth.

After the show.

The troupe leader came forward with a troupe of costumed actors and musicians playing gongs and drums to thank him.

He Dingxian gave the troupe owner a 20,000 Hong Kong dollar check, and immediately left the theater with everyone, and drove Luo Caiyun home himself. Before leaving, he gave her a business card: "Call me if you need anything."

"Achao, if Miss Luo has any instructions from now on, please do it within a certain time."

He Dingxian explained to his younger brother.

"I know, brother Xian."

Chen Zichao bowed his head and agreed.

Luo Caiyun looked at him deeply, took the business card and said, "Thank you, brother-in-law."

Back in the car, He Dingxian recalled the scene at night. It felt a bit like a blind date, but the blind date seemed to be very satisfied. That's right. In any era, hiring a troupe for others to play on the first date will definitely be very popular with women. .

Home.

He Dingxian vigorously slapped his wife's buttocks: "Pah!"

"Did you lead Caiyun astray before? It seems like she doesn't look like someone who goes to nightclubs at all."

Chu Yunnan threatened: "Don't bully me, be careful I tell Ayun that all the ducks you have will fly away."

"It doesn't matter."

He Dingxian had a wicked smile on his face: "It's enough for you to serve me."

"Duplicity." Chu Yunnan rolled her eyes at him.

"How about I send Bai Yue'e to play abroad for a few days, just to accompany you?" He Dingxian blinked and his hands and feet began to be dishonest. Chu Yunnan struggled for a while and muttered: "We went to Paramount to play with the troupe. .”

"Why am I the one who led her astray?"

The truth seems to be correct.

That is to say, as we approach modern times, nightclubs have replaced part of the functions of the theater troupe, forcing the theater troupe to slowly move closer to art. Otherwise, in ancient times, the theater troupe was really just a type of nightclub.

After He Dingxian finished his work, he lay shirtless on the bed, smoking a cigarette, and suddenly asked, "Does Caiyun have any engagement?"

“It’s so engrossing to watch ‘The Match’.”

"The Match" itself is an opera that breaks through feudalism and yearns for free love. Whether a person is involved in opera or movies can be easily detected by fellow travelers, because the art of opera itself can infect people's emotions.

Chu Yunnan was leaning on his shoulder, her eyes filled with emotion: "Did you see it?"

"The Luo family plans to continue to marry with the He family. However, the Luo family has already had five marriages with the He family in three generations. It is not wrong to continue. There is only one of the eligible descendants of the He Dong family, who happens to be Caiyun's cousin. .”

The relationship between the Luo Wenjin family and the Ho Tung family is too close. The conditions for continuing the marriage are very limited. At least the descendants of brothers and sisters cannot marry, nor can the descendants of their descendants!

However, Luo Caiyun's possible marriage partner is the son of his aunt who married "He Fu" as his concubine. Besides, the He Dong family currently has no suitable candidates.

If you want to guarantee your bloodline like the "Golden Family", then why not wait until close relatives get married and become mentally retarded or disabled!

Logically speaking, it is impossible for the Luo Wenjin family to do such a thing, because marriage between capital families is itself an excellent way to continue the bloodline. Therefore, the Luo Wenjin family has begun to marry other families, but the He Fu family of Haojiang, or It may be that Luo Wenjin's sister wanted to marry Luo Wenjin's family out of profit, which made Luo Caiyun likely to become an abandoned son of a close relative.

"Caiyun is not only a college graduate, but also went to a medical school and went to the front line to treat soldiers during the Hong Kong Island Defense War." Chu Yunnan said: "A new young man like her will definitely not be willing."

"However, there are also objections to this marriage within the Luo family, so the marriage has not been finalized so far."

After hearing the inside information, He Dingxian knew immediately that Chu Yunnan had made the right calculation!

"You did not become the leader of the uncle-in-law for nothing."

He Dingxian hugged her and praised, "Spend more money for Nightingale."

"Count it on me!"

Chu Yunnan was very alert after hearing this: "I can be yours, but the nightingale must be mine!"

She also wants to have her girl.

"Okay, okay, okay."

He Dingxian promised: "Yours, yours"

"What is yours and mine as a family?" I thought to myself.

Half a month later.

Royal Ascot.

Ge Bai sat in a box and handed a red-hot cigar to the officer: "Sir Ifu."

"Peter, how have you been working at Tai Kwun recently?" Ifu took the cigar from his subordinate, took a deep breath, and looked at the racecourse below the box.

"Thanks to your care, sir, it's not bad." Ge Bai replied with a smile.

Yifu couldn't take his eyes off, watching the horse rush out of the cage, and said with a smile: "Sir Mai has mentioned you to me several times, and you are full of praise."

Today, as the top leader in Hong Kong Island, Ifu is no longer what he used to be, and he happens to be Ge Bai's boss again.

Although there is no longer a direct relationship, we both work in Tai Kwun, so it is very convenient to take care of them.

Last year, Ge Bai was transferred to Tai Kwun. It was a clever move. Although he gave up a good position, he closely followed the pace of the backstage and became more and more popular with his superiors. If he continues to stay at the Mong Kok Police Station as the head of the anti-corruption office, it may seem like he will make more money on the surface, but in fact, the gap between him and the backstage will become wider and wider, and eventually he will be so far away that he can no longer speak, and his official career will come to an end.

"They are all serving the police force and performing their duties." Ge Bai did not dare to take credit. He took out nine lottery tickets from his pocket, handed them over and said, "Sir Yifu."

"Full meal for horse racing tickets?" Yifu glanced at the nine horse racing tickets and laughed out loud: "Ge Bai, what can I do?"

A full meal of horse racing tickets is considered the best full-color package to buy. After all, there are at most a dozen horses in each horse race, and you can buy a dozen tickets for the same amount. Unlike later generations who had to buy lottery tickets for a full meal, they often had to buy hundreds of thousands of sets of numbers and bet as little as tens of millions or as much as hundreds of millions.

This kind of complete meal is a must!

However, according to the odds, a loss is definitely a loss, but it is a good way to make people happy and show financial strength.

Ge Bai said with a smile: "Sir Yi Fu, if I have something to do, I will tell you directly, but it is not my business, but Sir He of the Crime Department wants to invite you to dinner, and I hope you will appreciate your presence."

"He Dingxian?"

Yifu turned around, glanced at Ge Bai, and said with a hint of warning: "I suggest you not get too close to him."

"Everyone is from the Mong Kok embassy, ​​and I work in finance. It's hard not to deal with Sir He." Ge Bai complained bitterly: "I don't want to pay attention to him at all, but he sticks to me like a dog-skin plaster."

"I'm so annoyed!"

Yi Fu nodded with understanding: "You can keep the lottery tickets for yourself, I bought Fatty Tao Tao."

"As for He Dingxian, you can just deal with him, and I will disappear."

Ge Bai didn't dare to force it, so he received the ticket and said, "I understand, sir, I will definitely teach him a lesson."

"Squeak."

At this time, someone pushed open the door, took two steps into the room, and whispered: "Sir Ifu."

"What's up?"

Ifu was wearing a suit and smoking a cigar. The visitor did not answer immediately, so Ifu said: "We are all our own people in the room, let's talk."

"Important intelligence from MI6, the peninsula is about to flame out, and the two sides will sign an armistice agreement at Panmunjom." The person whispered.

There was silence in the room, and a strange and depressing atmosphere filled the room.