My wealth is tied to Hong Kong's GDP: the richer Hong Kong gets, the richer I become!
Liao Dachao, a local boy, was just a laborer hauling bricks at construction sites, and his wages were often docked. Then, on January 1, 1960, he suddenly bound himself to a System that deposited money into his account every day, with the payout tied to Hong Kong's GDP!
On the very first day, he received 40,000!
Once penniless, he became rich overnight!
In an era when wages were barely over 30 and homes cost just 50 per square foot, what an enormous fortune that was!
Houses, cars, women: everything he'd once only dreamed of was suddenly within his reach.
This was the year Hong Kong was still speaking Mandarin.
This was the year Hong Kong wasn't yet the Li family's city.
This was the year Shaw Brothers and Cathay were locked in a fierce struggle, while the movies were full of Huangmei opera.
In this turbulent era, when Chinese-owned businesses were suppressed and struggled to survive, and the economy was on the verge of taking off, Liao Dachao became the man who opened the floodgates. The underworld nicknamed him the Tap.
“You want to open a shop but don't have the money? I'll lend it to you. We can talk about the interest!”
“You want to build a tower but you're short on cash? Come on, let's talk about the interest!”
“You want to make a movie but don't have the money? I'll fund you, though as for the interest...”
An endless stream of money gathered into ponds, lakes, rivers, and seas!
Sweeping everything away!
Finance, real estate, manufacturing, entertainment... everything was a fish in his pond.
Gangs, movie stars, and tycoons alike were all his prey!
A lucky nobody, in a world full of nonstop indulgence.
What did the author think? Let's not talk about the fact that the indigenous people have no sense of agency. If you are unhappy with the plot and feel aggrieved, who can bear it? Reality is frustrating enough, but reading a novel is even more frustrating? Picture what? Also, if the author rewrites it, he must not write about soul transmigration. The best thing is to wear it, and the second is about fetal transmigration to awaken the memory of the past life. The others are not recommended! Judging from other comments, your book is already out of date!
After reading the comments carefully, I still see a single female lead! Who can write about Hong Kong Island without those goddesses? The Hong Kong goddesses are stunningly beautiful and eye-catching. They look like movie posters in every frame. Honggu's style is full of charm, Qingxia's style is indistinguishable between male and female, and Zu Xian's style is ethereal and ethereal - the beauty of old Hong Kong films is never in the appearance, but in the character. That in itself is a highlight! This book hasn't even been written yet, but the author has cut himself a few times, awesome
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The first few chapters are a bit frustrating, but the rest is okay. If you like Hong Kong variety shows, you can check it out.
Overall, it's pretty good, I hope the author can keep it up in the future.
Who told you to write this? If you write it like this, no one will feel too depressed to read it.
Goldfinger is good, but the writing is really bad
It feels like reading a Siheyuan pull-off article
No sense of immersion
What did the author think? Let's not talk about the fact that the indigenous people have no sense of agency. If you are unhappy with the plot and feel aggrieved, who can bear it? Reality is frustrating enough, but reading a novel is even more frustrating? Picture what? Also, if the author rewrites it, he must not write about soul transmigration. The best thing is to wear it, and the second is about fetal transmigration to awaken the memory of the past life. The others are not recommended! Judging from other comments, your book is already out of date! After reading the comments carefully, I still see a single female lead! Who can write about Hong Kong Island without those goddesses? The Hong Kong goddesses are stunningly beautiful and eye-catching. They look like movie posters in every frame. Honggu's style is full of charm, Qingxia's style is indistinguishable between male and female, and Zu Xian's style is ethereal and ethereal - the beauty of old Hong Kong films is never in the appearance, but in the character. That in itself is a highlight! This book hasn't even been written yet, but the author has cut himself a few times, awesome
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The first few chapters are a bit frustrating, but the rest is okay. If you like Hong Kong variety shows, you can check it out. Overall, it's pretty good, I hope the author can keep it up in the future.
Who told you to write this? If you write it like this, no one will feel too depressed to read it.