Chapter 482 Kowloon Walled City
The three of them entered the dance hall and sat down in a booth. Without waiting for Xia Zhizhi to speak, Ah Ju first asked Zhu Qingle about his taste. Zhu Qingle naturally had no requirements, so Ah Ju quickly placed the order.
This was Zhu Qingle's first time in a nightclub. The noisy place with bright lights and wine made him feel a little restrained.
He did not pay close attention to the surrounding environment, but instead carefully observed Ah Ju's every move.
Ah Ju only ordered a few snacks but no drinks, and said to the waiter, "Let's leave it like this for now. You have a guy named Ah Qing here, please ask him to come over."
Zhu Qing'an was serving at another table and only came over when all the snacks were served.
Ah Ju ordered a few drinks from Zhu Qing'an, which was considered as taking care of him. Waiters in nightclubs get commissions for taking orders.
The waiter brought another hot towel. Ah Ju took it and handed it to Xia Zhizhi, asking her to wipe her hands.
Soon, after the snacks and drinks were served, Xia Zhizhi asked Zhu Qingan to sit down: "I just happened to meet your brother, sit down and have a drink together. The alcohol content of the wine I ordered is not high, so it is not easy to get drunk, and it will not affect your work."
The two brothers sat facing each other, and Zhu Qingan secretly glared at Zhu Qingle.
Zhu Qingle was not so reserved. He pretended not to see his elder brother's expression and took a sip from the wine glass in front of him.
Xia Zhizhi sat next to him and asked with a smile: "Do you like this taste? If you are not used to it, you can order something else?"
"It tastes good!" Zhu Qingle's eyes widened. "It tastes a bit sweet, not as bitter as the white wine I used to drink at home."
Xia Zhizhi pushed the cup in front of her over and said, "Try this one."
Zhu Qingle obediently picked it up and took a sip, then answered truthfully: "Yours is a bit astringent, not as good as mine."
Zhu Qingan worked in a nightclub for a while and developed a habit that service staff cannot comment on the taste of food. Even if they don’t like the food, they have to find a way to compliment it.
Afraid that Zhu Qingle's nonsense would upset Xia Zhizhi, he whispered, "Ah Le, you just can't handle high-end stuff, stop talking nonsense!"
Xia Zhizhi didn't care about this. Everyone has their own taste. Besides, what she said was the truth. She smiled and said, "This one does taste a little astringent."
It's not surprising that Zhu Qing'an couldn't relax. After all, this was his workplace, so Xia Zhizhi let him take care of his own things first.
Zhu Qingle drank some wine to build up his courage and started chatting with Xia Zhizhi.
Xia Zhizhi doesn't like to talk about her life with others. After all, there is a large part of her real life that she cannot tell others. Zhu Qingle is also sensible and doesn't pester her to ask about her background.
Zhu Qingle observed carefully and felt that Xia Zhizhi seemed to like him to be more lively, cheerful and talkative.
So I started talking about my own life.
“After we moved to the new house, although we had to queue up for water, it was better than our previous home. Before, the house would leak whenever it rained, and the beds and clothes were always damp, and there was a smell of moldy wood everywhere.
Later we moved here. We were lucky and rented a very good house with windows facing the street. When they were open, the wind blew in. With a fan facing the window, it was very cool. Although the floor was a bit high, there were fewer mosquitoes than downstairs. It was just not so convenient to go to the toilet.
Fortunately, clothes are not as easy to lose as those living downstairs. Sister Zhen downstairs lost a new skirt that had been washed once, and she scolded people for half a month. During that time, whenever she had free time, she would stand in the corridor and scold people..."
Xia Zhizhi held her face with one hand and fiddled with the snacks with the other hand. Occasionally, when she came across something that interested her, she would open her mouth and ask.
She had heard of the lawless place of Kowloon Walled City and had passed by it from a distance several times, but she had never gotten off the car to visit it in person.
After all, it is a well-known dirty and chaotic place. When you go there, apart from experiencing garbage all over the floor, excrement everywhere in the corners, and occasionally encountering a few thugs, what other benefits can there be?
She is such a realistic person and doesn't have any Young and Dangerous complex. She doesn't fantasize about picking up a nice guy from the garbage dump and having a romance with him. Unless there is a good reason, she doesn't want to go there and suffer that.
As long as she is not allowed to experience it herself, it would be interesting for her to just hear about the current situation in that place.
Xia Zhizhi continued, "Ah Zhen is very persistent. She can scold a skirt for half a month."
"Well, according to her personality, half a month is considered light. If it weren't for her boyfriend Allen's smoking cessation..." Zhu Qingle's voice unconsciously softened when he spoke here. He looked at Xia Zhizhi hesitantly, not knowing whether he could say the next sentence.
Xia Zhizhi motioned for him to continue, and he spoke again.
Xia Zhizhi learned from him that this Ah Zhen worked in a massage parlor and supported her smoker boyfriend Alan by receiving customers.
Some time ago, Alan was a heavy smoker and didn't come home all night. After work in the morning, Zhen went outside to look for him and found him lying next to a garbage dump. He was still breathing. If he had been sent to the hospital, he might have survived.
Ah-Jen works as a receptionist in a massage parlor. Logically, her income should be higher than that of an office worker, but she has to support her smoker boyfriend, so she doesn't have any spare money.
She was in such a situation, and so were the people around her. No one would lend her money, and she could only watch Allen die.
Zhu Qingle was very young, but he was very confused: "If you ask me, Alan is a rotten person. He drinks and smokes every day. When Zhen's business is not doing well, he would beat people up. There is no point in him being alive. It would be better for him to die.
After he died, Sister Zhen could still save some money. Once she had enough, she could do something else in the future. But her job wouldn't last long anyway, so she stopped going to work and felt like she was dying every day.
I thought she was going to change her career, but after a while, she found a lousy gambler boyfriend and went back to work to support him. I really don’t know what she was thinking.”
As he spoke, Zhu Qingle felt a little embarrassed again: "Ms. Xia probably doesn't know about these things. Anyway, there are many such things there.
Even though they are dating someone, they don't live a good life and even let their partner do such things.
I lived in a daze every day, often seeing people lying on the roadside. I thought they were drunk and passed out, but later I heard from others that they were dead.
Some died of drunkenness, some died of beatings, some died of illness, and some were hacked to death in fights.
Oh, how can people live like this? "