Chapter 892: Hong Kong Side Story 6: Immigrant Old Zhou Returns to Hong Kong: Anti-Chicken Soup

High-latitude London, October had already started to become cold.

Old Zhou's hair was messy and stuck to his forehead, his face full of beard stubble was thick and hard, and the jacket he didn't know how many years he had worn had several holes.

Having been in the UK for a full 8 years, he had changed from a bus driver with a monthly salary of more than 10,000 to a homeless man relying on picking up trash to survive...

Today he detoured to this rental apartment in Manchester, half because he heard his ex-wife Xiao Fei lived here and wanted to see how she and the children were doing; half was also because he was really at the end of his rope and wanted to ask if she could help out.

The paint on the outer wall of the apartment building had fallen off a large piece, the corner of the wall was piled with trash that no one cleaned up, and several black teenagers in hoodies were leaning against the door smoking...

Old Zhou waited for a while...

And then saw a bloated figure walk out of the building.

Old Zhou squinted his eyes and looked for a long time before hesitantly recognizing—it was Xiao Fei.

The "young" her from before now actually felt like she was already 50 years old.

The moment their eyes met,

A flash of surprise first appeared in Xiao Fei's eyes.

She recognized him!

"It's you?" Xiao Fei frowned and glanced at the clothes on him, "How could you come here?"

Old Zhou was embarrassed: "I... I heard you were here, so I came over to take a look. Recently... have you been doing well recently?"

Xiao Fei sneered, her tone full of sarcasm: "Well? Thanks to you, can it be anything but well? If it weren't for the fact that we had to immigrate back then, would I have to live in this kind of place and worry about making a living every day?"

Old Zhou's face flushed red, and he hurriedly defended: "How can it all be blamed on me? Didn't you also think that the education in the UK was good and the environment was good, and agree to immigrate? I was also thinking about letting you live a better life back then, so I was in a hurry to apply."

"Thinking about living a better life?" Xiao Fei's voice rose a bit.

Angry like a lioness.

"Your so-called good life is letting me change from a private school teacher to a biscuit factory worker, and then to an odd-job worker at an intermediary company? Is it letting the children learn bad things in a school full of thugs? And then the dividend distribution of Hong Kong shares was all taken back?"

"I was also cheated by the ghosts back then!" Old Zhou definitely wouldn't admit his mistake, "Who knew the UK was so bad, couldn't even find a job, I also..."

Xiao Fei directly interrupted, cursing Old Zhou: "If it weren't for you instigating me to come to the UK, would I need to suffer this kind of hardship? Isn't it good for me to enjoy dividends in Hong Kong?"

"Do you know what kind of life I'm living now? I go to work early and return late every day just to earn tuition for the children, but the eldest daughter? She follows the thugs in the school and messes around, changing boyfriends one after another, and now even her high school diploma is hanging; the younger son follows the sister's style, skipping school, stealing things, I can't manage him, and finding the police is useless; they say 'children don't understand things' and don't care!"

"I'm really desperate!"

"I feel like my whole life has been ruined!"

"It's all your fault!"

Old Zhou also got angry: "Blame me? Wasn't I doing it for this family? Do you think I'm willing to be like this?"

Then the two cursed each other on the street.

The two had accumulated 8 years of anger, and at this moment, they were all looking for a vent.

4 minutes later...

"I don't want to stay in this broken place anymore..." Old Zhou's voice suddenly lowered, "I've long wanted to return to Hong Kong; even if I'm a homeless man in Hong Kong, it's better than being a homeless man here..."

Xiao Fei froze for a moment upon hearing this.

Return to Hong Kong... without even an ID card, how to return to Hong Kong?

However,

She was tempted.

Because the UK (slum) was too chaotic, she was already desperate.

Even if she was a homeless man in Hong Kong, it was better than being here.

But what about the ID card?

……

Xiao Fei's execution ability was much stronger than Old Zhou's.

That night,

When the son brought his "girlfriend" and the daughter brought her "boyfriend" home to mess around, Xiao Fei told the daughter and son her decision.

"What? Return to Hong Kong?"

"I don't want to!"

"I'm not going!"

"Hong Kong is so chaotic, so backward, I'm not going!"

"It's so good in the UK."

The concept that Xiao Fei had been instilling in her daughter and son all along was "Hong Kong is too bad," "Come to the UK to seek dreams," "Hong Kong is very chaotic," "Hong Kong..."...

In their concepts, Hong Kong was just a remote and backward place.

It wasn't even their hometown.

The UK was their motherland.

Xiao Fei looked at her daughter and son like this, and for some reason, she felt a sense of relief.

"Okay, don't go, don't go."

Daughter: "That's more like it, anyway, I won't go to Hong Kong."

Son: "That's right, the UK is my motherland."

Daughter: "By the way, Mom, give me 100 pounds..."

Son: "Right, give me 100 too..."

Xiao Fei looked at the two bloodsuckers in front of her who took it for granted, and felt a chill in her heart.

The next day, after making breakfast for her daughter and son and sending them to school, Xiao Fei didn't say a word, took all the money, dragged her suitcase, went to the airport, and bought a ticket to Hong Kong.

2 hours later, the plane took off, heading to Hong Kong.

Daughter, son, go to hell!

Old lady is going to be free!

And at this time, Old Zhou was still hesitating in the UK whether to return to Hong Kong.

……

Three days later,

Xiao Fei came to the Hong Kong Immigration Department again and received a reply from the staff.

"Sorry, Ms. Zhang, your situation is quite special; you can't apply for a residence permit now; you can only apply for a visa, valid for half a year; three months later you have to come over to continue the renewal procedure..."

"Really can't?"

"Can't, sorry..."

Although Xiao Fei had some expectations, she was still very disappointed.

Without a residence permit, she wasn't a Hong Konger, and couldn't enjoy the shares and dividends of many Five-Star Group projects, which were tens of thousands every year, and sometimes eleven or twelve thousand.

Regretted to death!

Was she put under some kind of spell by Old Zhou back then? Actually wanting to give up shares and dividends and immigrate to the UK?

These three days in Hong Kong, she truly felt the changes in Hong Kong.

Public security was super good, much stronger than the chaotic streets of the UK. ===== CHAPTER 893 =====