Chapter 36: Oriental Pearl

Hong Kong, Kowloon, the colorful world.
I was accustomed to the poverty and backwardness in the Mainland, and I still had some minor discomforts when I first arrived in Hong Kong, but this feeling quickly disappeared. After all, Liu Yanzhi and Guan Lu both came from the 21st century after 33 years. In 2017 In China, many cities have caught up with the prosperity of Hong Kong, and the neon lights of high-rise buildings are not uncommon.
　　 Guan Lu was overjoyed and opened her arms: "The free world, I am here."
　　 Liu Yan said straightly: "Doctor, what you said is a bit reactionary."
　　 Guan Lu said nonchalantly,
I don’t need a letter of introduction to stay in a hotel, I don’t need foreign exchange coupons to buy things, and I don’t need food stamps for meals. Isn’t that freedom? I don’t care. I will divide the money in half and I will go to the flask.

　　 Liu Yan was speechless. He was originally a young man with low willpower. He simply followed Dr. Guan. Guan Lu had been to Hong Kong and could speak simple Cantonese. He couldn't go wrong with her.
In 1984, no one in Hong Kong wears the flared pants that are still popular in the Mainland. The streets are full of tight jeans and loose tops. The ears are full of Cantonese. Occasionally there will be a call to the waist of a certain pedestrian, and then everywhere. Looking for a response from a public phone, the Royal Hong Kong policeman wearing a green short-sleeved uniform, carrying a black armed belt on the ground, stood at the intersection and watched the rushing pedestrians leisurely.
　　 This year, Chow Yun-fat has not yet become famous, Andy Lau is still a newcomer, Stephen Chow is still a dead end, this year, Weng Meiling has not committed suicide, Maggie Cheung has just chosen Miss Hong Kong, and Cecilia Cheung is just a four-year-old baby.
　　 Liu Yanzhi was sighing, suddenly the police across the street came over, as if the target was himself.
　　 "Sir, ID card." The policeman said politely.
Liu Yanzhi’s heart was beating wildly. He stayed silent, and slowly went to take out his ID. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the point 38 weighted barrel revolver on the police belt. The holster has not been unlocked, indicating that the police did not. Entering the alert state is just a routine check.
　　He Changrong's ID card was taken out, and the policeman took a glance and returned it to him: "Thank you."
　　 Liu Yan nodded straight, sweating all over.
After the police left, Guan Lu vomited viciously: "80% of you are treated as a Vietnamese boat people who fled. Look at your dress, the dirt is falling out, fill your stomach first, and then go with your sister, and keep you dressed. It’s both foreign and harbor."
　　 After eating a bowl of wonton noodles at a street shop, Guan Lu decided to go shopping in Causeway Bay across the sea. She stopped a taxi and took her attendant Liu Yan straight through the undersea tunnel to the prosperous business district of Causeway Bay on Hong Kong Island.
　　 Causeway Bay is feasting and feasting, department stores are lined up, Daimaru, Mitsukoshi, Sogo and other Japanese-owned shopping malls occupy a dominant position, and the goods are dazzling. Guan Lu is picky, buying and buying all the way, Liu Yanzhi is reduced to helping her carry the handbag.
Guan Lu could not help but slip out of Mandarin when he bought it. Liu Yanzhi couldn't help but feel nervous. For fear that others would discriminate against mainland tourists, even though the salesperson didn't dare to neglect at all, she almost smiled: "The lady is from Taiwan. Right?"
　　 "Yes, Jiang Jingguo is my uncle." Guan Lu lied without blushing, she didn't forget the little attendant, and pointed to Liu Yanzhi: "Help him choose a suit."
　　 The salesperson smiled nicely: "Sir, you can take a look at the ready-to-wear brands of Goldlion."
　　 After a shopping spree, it was time to find a hotel to stay. Guan Lu asked, "Where to live?"
　　 "Lijing Hotel." Liu Yan thought for a while and gave an answer.
Guan Lu pointed at him, with an expression of unspeakable contempt, stopped a taxi, instructed the driver to open the trunk and let Liu Yan put the big and small shopping bags in, and then got in the car, and said with anger:" Sheraton　Hong　Kong　Hotel."
　　 Sheraton Hotel front desk, Guan Lu negotiated with the hotel receptionist and spoke fluent English throughout. This time, he opened two suites, one of which was a sea-view suite facing Victoria Bay.
The big bed was filled with new clothes wrapped in plastic paper, and the floor was filled with shopping bags. Guan Lu bought three sets of evening dresses, skirts, jeans, various coats, shoes, underwear, and even swimwear. Liu Yanzhi only had two. A shirt, a suit, and a pair of leather shoes are all Hong Kong real estate brands.
　　 "How to get to the United States?" Liu Yanzhi posed the most difficult problem.
　　 "Spend money to go illegally." Guan Lu gestured to her evening dress in front of the full-length mirror, "How do you think I am wearing this?"
"Whose family are you going to attend the dinner?" Liu Yanzhi said unceremoniously, "We are unidentified black households, and we have to be deported if caught by the police... No, we don't even have a nationality, so we don't belong to this era at all. They think There is no place for repatriation. You say smuggling. You think the Pacific Ocean is Shenzhen Bay. You can't find a way to spend money. Even if you find a channel, 80% of it will go by freighter, and you will bump into the sea for ten and a half days, and you will lose time. ..."
　　 "The color doesn't seem to match well. If you have a shawl, it's OK." Guan Lu didn't seem to hear what Liu Yanzhi was saying, and continued to scratch her head.
　　 Liu Yan had no idea, so he had to go back to his room and lower his head to meditate on how to get to the United States. Smuggling seemed to be the most convenient way, but time is limited and only by plane, so a passport is needed. But how do I get a passport? I can only buy it on the black market. Where can I find the black market for people who are not familiar with the place. Thinking about it, a very bold plan came to his mind, and he rushed to knock on Guan Lu's door.
　　 After five minutes, Guan Lu opened the door, but only opened a crack in the door. She had wet hair and a bath towel around her chest. She looked wary: "What are you doing?"
　　 "Let me in, I have something to tell you." Liu Yan pushed open the door and walked in.
　　 "You, you, you." Guan Lu was furious. "It's rude, you know?"
　　 "I am He Changrong, you are Cui Manli, we are a couple, right?" Liu Yan said straight.
　　 "You took the wrong medicine, what's the bullshit?" Guan Lu stepped back and hid in the bathroom.
Liu Yanzhi continued to say outside: "Did you notice that the police did not suspect me when checking the ID. When you checked in at the lobby, the front desk did not suspect you. Let's just use these two ID cards to get a passport and then buy it. It's that simple to fly two tickets directly to the United States."
　　 "Dream you, you think the civil servants of the Hong Kong government are blind." Guan Lu's disdainful answer came from the bathroom.
　　 "Try it, no other way." Liu Yan walked back and forth excitedly.
　　 A slit opened in the bathroom: "Excuse me, pass me the jeans and the shirt."
　　……
　　 In the afternoon, Liu Yanzhi and Guan Lu got in a taxi and went straight to the address on Ho Changrong’s ID card, Nankeng Village, Yuen Long, New Territories.
Yuen Long is an authentic Hong Kong suburb, and Nankeng Village is a rural village. When the two arrived, the village was setting up a stage to sing. Cantonese opera babbled and sang on the stage, and the audience was full of villagers. Liu Yanzhi and Guan Lu both had Cantonese skills. It was a three-legged cat. It took a lot of effort for the boss to ask. A Rong died last year.
　　 Liu Yanzhi and Guan Lu looked at each other, He Changrong was dead, who was the one who went to the mainland with his ID card?
　　 An enthusiastic aunt took them to He's house. Through the crack of the door, it was seen that there were ancestors' spiritual places in the room, and spider webs were everywhere. Obviously no one had been here for a long time.
　　 "How did A Rong die?" Liu Yan asked the aunt directly.
　　 "Those who were hacked to death will not end well." The aunt shook her head and slowly walked away.
Guan Lu took a few steps and began to analyze: "He Changrong was a stupid child in the countryside. In the 1980s, he went to the city to mix with society. He joined the club as a young and Dangerous boy. When he was fighting for the boss, he was hacked to death. Still, the community used his ID card to smuggle cultural relics to the mainland.
　　 "Is that the same with Cui Manli?" Liu Yan said straight.
　　 Guan Lu took out Cui Manli’s ID: "Sheung Shui Wai Village, Lantau Island."
　　 The two said without an appointment: "Go now."
　　Lantau Island is an outlying island of Hong Kong. You have to take a ferry from Sheung Wan Pier No. 4 to Hong Kong Island from Yuen Long, and then take a boat to Lantau Island. I’m afraid I won’t be able to return at night.
　　 Fortunately, the taxi driver gave them an idea that you can go directly to Lantau Island by boat from the Tuen Mun Ferry Pier, which is much more convenient than going to Hong Kong Island.
　　 After many twists and turns, I finally found Cui Manli's home in Sheung Shuiwei Village in the evening. Cui's family is a fisherman, and he seems reluctant to talk about this daughter.
　　 "Just consider her dead." Father Cui said bitterly.
　　 "Let's go, we don't have this daughter." Mother Cui was also cold, but when they left, she chased them out again: "Do you know where my daughter is?"
　　 "I'm sorry, we are also looking for her, if there is news, we will notify you." Guan Lu apologized, she guessed there must be a sad story here.
On the way back, Guan Lu analyzed again: "This girl Manli was born in a poor fishing village. She was unwilling to be lonely and went to the flower world. She had to do embarrassing deeds for her livelihood. She broke off the relationship. According to my estimation, this girl is probably no longer alive, so her identity was fraudulently used."
　　 The two were silent for a while.
　　……
　　 Autumn Rain, Hilton Hotel ocean view room, two Hong Kong ID cards are on the table, three incense sticks are inserted in the incense burner behind, Liu Yanzhi and Guan Lu bow to the ID cards.
　　 "If there is any blame, blame it on those who killed you."
After burning two pieces of paper money, the feudal superstition activity proposed by Guan Lu finally ended. The two re-examined the ID card. Both of the ID cards are the third-generation Hong Kong ID cards from 1973, black and white photos, and printers in Chinese and English. The font and the black endorsement indicate that the holder is a permanent resident. Like most ID documents, the photo is ugly, and it has been a long time since the issuance of the document. Appropriate changes in appearance are acceptable.
　　 Smuggling with someone else’s ID is a very technical job. After discussion, the two decided to use a unique trick. They first went to the municipal center to go through the marriage procedures and apply for a passport on the grounds of their newlyweds and honeymoon.
　　 Marriage registration is very simple. After the oath was taken, the staff did not carefully check their documents before issuing the certification documents. Since then, He Changrong and Miss Cui Manli are legal couples.
The two of them kept dripping, carrying their unwarmed marriage certificate and ran to the Hong Kong Immigration Administration, 　 presented their ID cards and a freshly baked marriage certificate, and offered a handful of wedding candy, saying that we are going to the UK for our honeymoon and we need to apply. Passports, the young couple quarreled from time to time, saying that Guan Lu even beat people with anxious eyes, making the staff dumbfounded.
This trick worked really well. The people at the immigration department were so upset by the happy couple that their identities were fake. In fact, it’s not uncommon for the ID photo to differ from them, especially in such rural and fishing villages. It is reasonable for the children who came out to have a huge change in their mental outlook.
　　The application form and photos were submitted smoothly, but it takes ten working days for the passport to be processed. After getting the passport, I have to go to the US consulate in Hong Kong to apply for a visa. The calculation time is very tight.
　　 Liu Yan directly checked the time, first went to buy two tickets to San Francisco, and then began a long wait. During the period, he turned Hong Kong all over, which was a worthwhile trip.
　　 Ten working days later, the two got their new passports as they wished~EbookFREE.me~ Guan Lu held the red passport with the British national emblem and read the words on the cover, looking strange.
　　 "What do you mean?" Liu Yan asked her directly.
　　 "British Empire Dependent Territories Citizen Passports, we are second-class citizens and do not have the right of abode in the UK." Guan Lu smiled contemptuously.
　　 Liu Yan was puzzled: "However, the Hong Kong people who got the hometown permit are first-class citizens on the mainland."
　　 This question is too profound, and it is a historical issue. Both of them didn't think about it and went directly to the US Consulate to apply for a tourist visa to the United States.
They provided identification documents, round-trip air tickets, bank passbook, marriage certificate and passport. They were asked face to face by the visa officer. Unexpectedly, the process went smoothly. The visa officer looked at the numbers on their bank passbook and passed immediately. Said I wish you a happy wedding.
　　 A few days later, at Hong Kong’s Kai Tak International Airport, "He Changrong" and "Cui Manli" boarded a British Airways Boeing 747 from Hong Kong to San Francisco.
Kai Tak Airport is one of the most difficult airports in the world to take off and land. It is located on the south bank of the Kowloon Peninsula and surrounded by mountains on three sides. Next to the airport is a dense residential area. It's densely packed TV antennas and clothes to dry.
　　 On the roof clearing, the three-year-old immigrant descendant Liang Xiao yelled in the roar of the plane.
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