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Another classmate has come to Shenzhen to seek their fortune. I was mentally counting how many classmates had already come to Shenzhen
when suddenly "That's right, there's Bao Fang too! She might have friends in the textile business!" Thinking of Bao Fang, I
couldn't help but smile. She was my high school classmate. When I first came to Shenzhen, she treated me to a meal, but I noticed she
wasn't very enthusiastic towards me afterward, so I didn't contact her again.

Bao Fang came to Shenzhen after graduating from junior college; her parents were in Hong Kong. There's a story behind Bao Fang's parents.

Her father was from Guangdong and was sent down to our area in the 1960s, working in a factory. Because of
their family's many overseas connections, he was naturally classified as one of the "Five Black Categories," and his
situation was terrible; everyone in the factory looked down on him. Her mother was very beautiful and a dancer.
Because of her family's "high class background," she was also ostracized. After leaving the performing arts troupe, she was assigned to this factory as an ordinary worker.
Somehow, these two people from different walks of life ended up together.

Bao Fang's grandfather smuggled himself to Hong Kong in the 1970s and managed to build a business. After the reform and opening up,
Bao Fang's parents went to Hong Kong to inherit his business. Bao Fang herself came to Shenzhen after graduating from junior college and has applied for
Hong Kong residency. She expects to be able to go to Hong Kong in a few years and is currently working in
a factory . I assumed there must be many people like her in Shenzhen.

The next day, I called Bao Fang to talk about the permit. She was completely confused and said helplessly, "What
permit? Do you need a permit to export T-shirts? I don't know who needs one."

I said, "Really? You've been in Shenzhen for several years, and you've never heard of reselling permits?"

"I've heard of it, but I've never encountered it. I don't seem to have any friends doing this business."

Hearing her say that, my confidence vanished, and I could only say, "You have many friends, just ask around
."

"I'll ask," she reluctantly agreed.

After the call, I felt a chill in my heart. It turned out she had no connections at all. After work, I rushed
back to my dorm and quickly made my bed to welcome Lao Zhao, but in my heart, I was still thinking about how many more days I could stay here.

Maybe sometimes things really do turn around. Just after wandering around for a few more days without any hope, I
suddenly received a call from Bao Fang.

Was there some news? I quickly called back, and Bao Fang's sweet voice came through: "Li Jinnan,
have you sold your license yet?"

"No, I don't have any connections."

"My dad has a friend in Hong Kong who's in the textile business, and he seems to need this. I'll give you his phone number
; you can contact him yourself." Bao Fang said casually.

I eagerly agreed, wrote down the phone number she gave me, and immediately called this guy called Brother Feng
. He was indeed interested in my license, and we arranged to meet the next day in the lobby of the Shangri-La to discuss it in detail.

The Shangri-La, this was the first time I'd been to a five-star hotel since coming to Shenzhen, it was truly magnificent! Damn, when
will I be able to stay here, even just for one night? Just then, I saw a man, less than 1.7 meters tall
and of unremarkable appearance , walking towards me. I quickly stood up: "Excuse me, are you Brother Feng from Hong Kong?"

"Oh, Mr. Li, hello."

We sat down. I told him the price of the permits, adding two US dollars per dozen. He frowned and
said in my half-understood Cantonese, "The price seems a bit expensive."

"It's not expensive, is it? Permits are very scarce now. Yesterday someone offered forty US dollars per dozen, and I refused."

I don't know why I lied at this moment, and the lie I told was so unprofessional.

Brother Feng smiled and shook his head, saying to me, "Mr. Li, I know the market better than you. Seeing that you are Mr. Bao's
friend, how about this, you take 0.3 US dollars less per dozen, and we'll do the deal now. Okay?"

Taking 0.3 US dollars less means I only make 17,000 US dollars. I can get 7,500 plus
2,000, a total of 9,500 US dollars, which is about 90,000 RMB. I quickly calculated
the money I was about to receive in my mind.

“Alright, considering we're all friends and there will be many opportunities to cooperate in the future, let's stick with the price you said
.” I reluctantly agreed to his suggestion, but inside I was overjoyed.

“Did you bring the permit?”

“The permit is with a friend.”

“Do you want to go get it together?”

How could I go with you? If Lu Ming knew I secretly added two thousand US dollars, he'd
kill me. I quickly said, “No need, I'll call and be back in a bit.”

“That's fine too. I'm going to get some massages now. When you get back, call my caller ID, and then we
'll go to the bank to withdraw the money.” Hong Kong people know how to kill time.

“Okay. See you in a bit.” I suppressed my excitement and walked out of the Shangri-La Hotel to a roadside phone booth
to call Lu Ming. This guy, even though he has a cell phone, he often doesn't turn it on. I wonder what he's up to
.

After calling several times, Lu Ming finally called back.

“Who called the caller ID?” Lu Ming's lazy voice came from the other end of the line.

"It's me. What are you doing?" I was really anxious.

"Sleeping. What's up?"

"What time is it and you're still sleeping! Hey, the permit thing's settled. I have a friend in Hong Kong waiting to
close the deal with me right away." I eagerly reported my achievement.

"Really? Then come over and get the permit," Lu Ming paused and then said, "He's not a scammer, is he? You have to
be careful."

"No way? He said he'll get cash from the bank once he sees the permit, cash on delivery, what's there to be afraid of!"

"Okay, come on over. And order me two takeout meals while you're at it. Something nice."

"Two meals? I've already had lunch."

"I'm not giving you any food, I have a friend here." Lu Ming said and hung up.

No wonder this guy is still sleeping, I wonder which girl he messed with last night.

After getting the permit, I hurriedly called Brother Feng, he was still getting a massage at a massage parlor near the train station. I went in
to find him, he said I'd only had one hour of massage, how about we get another hour together? I was eager to get the money,
but I didn't want to spoil his mood, so I said okay.

The lives of the wealthy are truly different. When a young woman gently massages you with her soft hands,
it feels incredibly comfortable. The thought that I might soon be living such a life made me even more cheerful.

An hour passed quickly. Feng and I went to a nearby bank. He withdrew 400,000 RMB,
counted out a few wads from the pile and put them in his pocket, then handed
me the rest, along with the plastic bag the bank had given me. My hands trembled as I took it, counted the money again—it was just right—and carefully
handed the approval document to Feng.

"Call me if you need anything," Feng said before leaving.

After seeing Feng off, I immediately took a taxi to the nearest Industrial and Commercial Bank of China branch, deposited the extra money into my
savings account, and then took a taxi back to Lu Ming's place. I handed the money and the plastic bag to Lu Ming. Lu Ming glanced
at it, then silently counted out 70,000 yuan and gave it to me. I pretended to be very excited and said, "So much!"

"Is this a lot? Old Mao! How about it? You should treat me to some fun tonight, right?"

Indeed, I'd been eating and using his things here for so many days, and he'd even introduced me to business. Plus, I'd secretly made
two thousand US dollars. It was time to treat him. I said, "Okay, wherever you want to go tonight."

Lu Ming called out to the girl in the room, "Ah Ling, don't leave tonight, someone's treating."

"Who's treating?" A very pretty girl came out of the room, not caring about my feelings, and immediately
put her arm around Lu Ming's neck, saying, "How about going to Mong Kok for seafood?"

"Great, after seafood we'll go to Golden Dragon Jade Phoenix Karaoke." Lu Ming patted the girl's butt and said.

"Great! I'll go get ready." The girl turned to go back to her room, but suddenly turned back to look at me and said to Lu
Ming , "Do you want to ask a girl to accompany your friend?"

Lu Ming looked at me and smiled. I quickly said, "No need."

"How can that be? It's no fun if three people go out together and one of them is always a third wheel. How about I find you
a prostitute ? I guarantee she'll be pretty." The girl teased me.

Lu Ming laughed and said, "Does it cost money? My friend doesn't have any."

"You're a big boss, why are you complaining about being poor? You're so stingy!" The girl looked disdainful.

"What do you think?" Lu Ming asked for my opinion.

I couldn't refuse, and besides, I'd never used a prostitute before, so I wanted to try. I pretended to be helpless and said, "Whatever
you say goes."

The girl ran off to make a phone call and came back to tell us, "It's arranged, meet me at Mong Kok at seven o'clock."

When we arrived in Mong Kok, we saw a very slender girl dressed in a very fashionable way standing at the entrance. She wasn't very tall, about 1.6
meters. As soon as Ah Ling saw her, she hugged her and chatted affectionately. Lu Ming urged her to go inside, and Ah Ling
turned around and pointed to the girl, saying to me, "This is Zhou Meihua, you can just call her Ah Hua." Then she
pointed to me and said, "This is...this is..."

She suddenly realized she didn't even know my name and seemed very embarrassed.

"My name is Li Jinnan," I quickly introduced myself.

The group of us went into the hotel together. Dinner cost over 800 yuan. Lu Ming had booked a private room at Jinlong Yufeng, and
when we arrived, it was already bustling with music and dancing.

As soon as Lu Ming entered the room, he hugged Ah Ling and kissed her. Ah Hua saw
that I looked embarrassed and knew I didn't have much experience, so she said to me, "Brother Li, let's sing, don't pay attention to them."

I quickly agreed, and then Ah Hua and I ordered more than a dozen songs. I used to love singing at home,
but I hadn't been to a nightclub since coming to Shenzhen. We sang almost all our favorite songs
until we were both tired. Ahua finally sat down next to me. I took her hand and gently stroked it, finding her
skin remarkably smooth. The girl looked blissful, leaning against me.

"Ahua!"

"Hmm?"

"How old are you?" I guessed she was no more than 20.

"20."

"She's not even 18 yet!" Xiaoling, having somehow overheard our conversation, immediately came over to correct her:
"Tell her to show me her ID."

I looked at Ahua, and she could only nod, saying, "I'll be 18 next month."

"Why do you say you're older?" I was a little confused.

"If I said I was very young, I'd be afraid you stinky men would bully me!" Ahua deliberately moved away a little.

I smiled, hiding my embarrassment. After a while, I asked her again, "Where are you from? You're
so beautiful."

"Jiangsu."

"No wonder, Qinhuai produces beauties. Coming all the way from Jiangsu to work in Shenzhen?" Actually, I'm no
different.

"There's nothing I can do, my family's poor." That's probably the answer every girl working in a place like this would give.

I'm poor too, I thought to myself. We chatted for a while longer, and I gradually realized that although Ahua tried to
appear mature, she was actually quite naive, and I couldn't help but feel a little fond of her.

Just then, Lu Ming suddenly stood up from the sofa, stretched, and said, "Let's pay the bill and go, I want to go back
and have some sex ."

A-Ling punched Lu Ming in the chest and shouted, "Go to hell!"

Ahua and I laughed as we watched them flirt.

The nightclub bill came to over a thousand yuan. Damn, at this rate, how could I possibly keep up?
And that doesn't even include the girls' tips. I quietly asked Lu Ming how much he should tip, and he laughed, "What's wrong? Ca
n't afford it? Don't worry about my tip. Just bring Ahua to my place tonight, and after you're done, give
her a thousand yuan tomorrow morning, that's fine."

"That much!" I was genuinely a little heartbroken about the money I'd just received.

"You think she'd let you have sex with her all night for free?" Lu Ming punched me.

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