Until they returned to their own home, George Sha and Harry Sha were still a little excited. They did not rush to go back to their respective rooms to rest, but instead squatted outside their own grocery store and talked in an Indian cigarette.

George Xia said to Harry Xia: "Do you think what Song Tianyao said is worth believing? One woman's braid is charged for one Hong Kong dollar."

Xia Harry exhaled: "That Song Tianyao has not said it very clearly. He can sign a contract with us and pay us a deposit of 10,000 Hong Kong dollars in advance. And he considered it very normal. China is now in the Korean War. The United Nations should not want to see the Chinese people exchange their hair for money and supplies. It is safest to choose India to supply hair."

"Ten Paisa, one woman's braid? If you can't use Ten Paisa, some small city-states, five Paisa are enough." Sha Georgia knows the situation in India very well, so she said with a positive tone: "In rural areas of those sect conflict areas, two Paisa may be enough to get hair."

"Then should we try?" Xia Ha used his fingers to wipe his lips and asked his brother tentatively: "At least Song Tianyao has a very correct saying. This kind of thing is that the more you collect, the more money you make. Moreover, if we grab the Indian hair business, since he makes wigs, if he makes money, other Chinese people will definitely start making wigs. Then we can even take the initiative to raise prices to Song Tianyao. If the price does not increase, give hair priority to other merchants. Of course, that is the future, but now I think this is an opportunity. We are Indians. As long as we do well, even if he wants other people who trust go to India to collect hair, those Indians will not sell them to him. We can be the largest supplier of hair raw materials."

George Xia looked down at his feet: "Will he look a little stupid? He can do everything that can give others the opportunity?"

"He has no choice. He is not an Indian. He is not as good as us in India. If a Chinese person goes to places where sects are in fierce conflict, he may be killed at any time." Xia Harry said: "And he dares not go to mainland China to collect hair rashly. I think as long as we make money, the first thing we do is to manage the officials of the Hong Kong Industry and Commerce Administration Office, so that they can get stuck and secretly trafficked hair, and enjoy this business alone."

"Yes, Harry, you're right. Business is what it should do. Then tomorrow you go to hire a British lawyer to ask how to sign a contract to be safe. If it is decided, I personally go to India to entrust people from my hometown to collect my hair." George Sha said to his younger brother: "This is an opportunity, an opportunity to return to the kind of life that Japanese ruled Hong Kong, rather than guarding a small grocery store like now."

"I don't know if that Song Tianyao is stupid or a real kind-hearted person. It's a good business if you have a fake business." Xia Harry threw away the cigarette butt and said to George Xia: "I really didn't expect that he would rather believe in two Indians."

"He doesn't matter, Harry, this opportunity is important. Take this opportunity and don't let it slip away from our hands." George Xia stood up and turned to look at the humble residence in his home: "Let's not live this kind of life again."

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"A rare guest, do you know how to go home?" Zhao Meizhen, who was sleepy, helped Song Tianyao, who was knocking on the door, opened the door, and looked at his son who came in with a calm face, saying, "Didn't you rent a room on the high street and spend a night with your Miss Wanqing? Didn't you forget that you had Lao Dou's mother?"

Song Tianyao looked at Song Chunliang, who was clearly in the living room but was lit with an oil lamp and sewed cloth shoes: "Lao Dou, why is my mother like this?"

Song Chunliang took the upper, and didn't raise his head, and said in a muffled voice: "I lost more than two pieces of mahjong with my neighbors today, and the whole family was scolded by her."

"No need to look for it." Song Tianyao took out ten dollars from his pocket and handed it to Zhao Meizhen, and said with a smile: "Eliminate the fire."

"If your mother is a beggar, she will not see anyone for two or three months after leaving... Have you eaten?" Zhao Meizhen ignored her son's fun and complained a few hatefully, and then she cared about whether her son had had dinner.

"I've eaten outside." As she spoke, Song Tianyao walked to the door and shouted upstairs: "Shi Ye Hui, get out and tell you something about it!"

"Shi Ye Hui has not lived upstairs for a long time. Now Wenwen is with Ayun. In order to collect vegetables, Shi Ye Hui specially lived next to the New Territories warehouse." Zhao Meizhen heard her son calling Shi Ye Hui and said something beside her.

Song Tianyao was stunned for a moment, turned around and said to his mother, "That guy's mind... He won't live here by himself. He will go to the dock every morning to wait for the truck to deliver goods together? If everyone is like him, wouldn't he be exhausted long ago?"

"Sister Yun, have you slept? Come down and chat for a few words." After learning that Master Hui did not live here, Song Tianyao called Lou Fengyun to the upstairs again.

Not long this time, Lou Fengyun walked down from the upper floor, with a dripping dripping of water on her hair. Obviously, she had just washed her hair. Seeing Song Tianyao, Lou Fengyun had no abnormal expression on her face, but just a move that wanted to speak but stopped. Finally, she slowly said: "Are you back?"

"Get into my room and chat for a while. Please help me if you have something to do." Song Tianyao greeted Lou Fengyun as usual and walked towards his bedroom.

Before Zhao Meizhen could criticize Song Tianyao for being too shameless now, Song Tianyao said to her: "Mom, please help pour a cup of herbal tea. I just returned from the United States this morning. After getting off the plane, I've been busy until now. I'm dry and dry. Thank you."

Without looking at Song Tianyao's current tone and expression, Lou Fengyun knew that this guy would not tease him because he called Master Hui first. Only when someone needed something to do, this guy would have this attitude.

Following Song Tianyao and entering the bedroom, Song Tianyao lazily fell to the bed, found a comfortable position to stop, Lou Fengyun sat down gently on a rattan chair next to her, looking at Song Tianyao, waiting for him to speak.

"Are you busy with Western Medicine every day?" Song Tianyao asked Lou Fengyun.

Lou Fengyun shook her head and said softly: "Neighbors rarely want to buy Western medicine, the price is too high."

"Let Wenwen manage the business of the Western Medicines business with my mother. In the past few days, you can help you go to the north corner to see if there is any factory that wants to be redeemed. Then help me hire some female workers in advance. I will open a wig factory. I will teach you how to produce it. After that, you will take care of the factory and keep an eye on the production of the workers. I have other things to do and I don't have time to supervise the factory." Song Tianyao put his hands behind his head and turned his head to Lou Fengyun.

Lou Fengyun lowered her head and said no longer, and Song Tianyao noticed that the woman seemed to be in a bad mood and asked, "Do you have something to worry about?"

"You have lived with that woman these two months?" Lou Fengyun raised her head and asked Song Tianyao.

Song Tianyao laughed out loud: "Sister Yun, you are much worse than the woman you talk about in this kind of thing. After Meng Wanqing was with me, she never asked me if there were any other women, nor would she mention you, so I would say that you always feel smart, but occasionally get into a stubborn spot. You may be a little clever, but more often, you are stupid and think about it. It doesn't have to sleep with me to mean that you have a close relationship. Do you still want to ask, since she has been with me and I spoiled her so much, why don't you hand over the factory to her? Let me tell you that she is not as good as you in this kind of work start-up. Have you noticed that after I came back, you didn't even tell you a word of hard work, because you don't need it. You are someone around me, Song Tianyao. Of course, I won't be so polite that I will alienate you. If you think too much, if you are worried, come, I'll lie down. At worst, I can't take you tonight?"

As he spoke, Song Tianyao lay on his back on his back on the bed and said to Lou Fengyun.

"Tu." Lou Fengyun was both amused by Song Tianyao's final tone and laughed. She wanted to speak again but felt that Song Tianyao had finished all the questions she wanted to ask. Zhao Meizhen came in with herbal tea. Before she could blame Song Tianyao, a voice sounded outside the door: "Is Secretary Song here? I am Lan Gang of Wan Chai Police Station. I sent Lao Xiong to let me see you! Something happened to Master Hui."
Chapter completed!