Chapter 400: Bachelor Old Hu, Local Customs and Practices_2
Old Hu, with one hand feigning resistance and the other unabashedly snatching the two hundred-dollar bills Gu Yu had handed over, stuffed them into his pocket.
Gu Yu: "..."
Was this bachelor old man really that amusing?
He verbally refused, yet his hands seemed eager to pull another two hundred-dollar bills from his pocket?
However, he could tell that Old Hu's life must be quite tight, otherwise he wouldn't be living in that shipping container at the port and doing this ferrying business.
Being driven by others, it's always uncomfortable.
He reached into his pocket, planning to give another two hundred to Old Hu, but the next second, what Old Hu said made him wish he could take back the two hundred he had just handed over.
"Ah, what's the use of money? So old, and no young, beautiful wife would want me. You are from Bodhi Island, huh? With more than a dozen buildings? Collecting rent is killing me! If only I had a lady boss!"
Old Hu suddenly looked very sentimental.
Gu Yu felt somewhat tongue-tied, "How...how...many houses?"
Old Hu smiled proudly, "Not houses! Buildings! A building! Sixty units per building! I have more than a dozen."
Gu Yu: "..."
Lin Xinyue: "..."
"Old Hu, let's discuss something," Gu Yu's expression suddenly became very serious.
Old Hu looked puzzled in the rear-view mirror, "Hmm?"
"Can you give me back those two hundred?" Gu Yu felt like he was about to cry.
This old man owns more than a dozen buildings and still wants his two hundred?
And what was he even moving by himself for just now! To think this old man was poor?
He suddenly felt like a clown, Old Hu's fortune must be at least a billion, right? And he was just pitying him!
Gu Yu now just wanted to slap himself in the face to remind himself that appearances can be deceiving.
"No way! You've already given it! There's no taking back spilt water!" Old Hu covered his pocket with his right hand, as if afraid Gu Yu would take back the money.
Gu Yu's eyes welled up, "That's my two hundred..."
Old Hu shook his head, "no no no, it's mine now."
"Pfft—hahahaha..." Lin Xinyue, watching Gu Yu's sucker-like appearance, couldn't help but burst out laughing.
This was too comical.
Pity moved him to give two hundred to billionaire Old Hu for cigarettes, and now Gu Yu looked like a complete fool.
"Damn, I have only a thousand in my wallet, and I gave you two hundred!" Gu Yu pulled out his wallet and counted the money inside.
Because he departed suddenly, he hadn't carried much cash on him.
The thousand dollars in his bag was meant for emergencies.
"You still want to give me money? No cash, no problem! I can swipe cards here!"
Seeing Gu Yu counting money, Old Hu's eyes lit up and he pulled out a scratched-up POS machine from under the seat.
Gu Yu immediately yelled, "Stop the car! I want to get off!"
He feared that sitting any longer in Old Hu's car could give him a heart attack.
"We're almost there, you definitely need to get off! I'm just escorting you out! I see you two didn't prepare Hong Kong, Macao, and Taiwan Passports."
Old Hu glanced at Gu Yu, who was crying out, then twisted the throttle and sped towards the port checkpoint.
"Fuck, you aren't going to crash through, are you?"
Gu Yu was alarmed; this was how Old Hu intended to "show them out"?
"Screech—" Fortunately, his worries were unnecessary.
Old Hu slammed on the brakes less than ten meters from the checkpoint, then drifted, parking the ferry car right in front of the inspector.
What happened next was almost enough to give Gu Yu a brain hemorrhage.
Old Hu got out of the car, reached into his left pocket, and pulled out a pack of cigarettes, which he offered to the inspector.
Clearly familiar with Old Hu, the inspector quickly waved him off, "I'm working, can't smoke."
Then the inspector's gaze fell on Gu Yu and Lin Xinyue.
But Gu Yu ignored the inspector's look, staring blankly at the red cigarette pack in Old Hu's hand, "Old man…you actually, you had cigarettes?"
This old man! He had been playing with him from the start!
But Old Hu just shrugged, stuffed the pack back into his pocket, then pointed at the inspector with an innocent look and said, "It's for him to smoke! Ten yuan's Special Blessing, too cheap for me to smoke."
Gu Yu: "..."
Inspector: "..."
This old man is so infuriating!
No wonder he's been single his whole life!
Gu Yu seethed internally, more irritated by Old Hu's playing tricks on him than by the loss of two hundred Xiangjiang Coins.
"The two of you, please show your Hong Kong, Macao, and Taiwan Passports."
The inspector, seemingly accustomed to Old Hu's behavior, walked towards Gu Yu and saluted him before asking.
Gu Yu and Lin Xinyue looked at Old Hu, bewildered.
Wasn't Old Hu supposed to help them through customs?
But at that moment, Old Hu was like nothing was the matter, picking out the stones embedded in his shoe sole.
The inspector's brow furrowed slightly, beginning to suspect these two might be smugglers.
"The two of you, please show your passports!" The inspector repeated, this time much louder.
Even the other staff members behind him and the officers in police uniforms took notice and started walking towards them.
"Hey, what are you two staring at? Didn't Yang Hua give you a pass when you disembarked?"
Old Hu finally managed to remove the tiny stone from under his slipper, looked up, and sensed the tense atmosphere.
"Oh! Oh!" Gu Yu then remembered that when they had disembarked from the Ark, Yang Hua had given them a sheet of paper signed and stamped with an official seal.
He took it out from the inner pocket and handed it to the inspector: "Is this it?"
He was somewhat nervous because the inspector mentioned the Hong Kong, Macao, and Taiwan Passports, but his was a crew exit permit from the Ark.
The inspector took the paper, carefully unfolded it, and upon seeing a corner of the red seal, his expression immediately turned serious.
The exit permit was fully unfolded, featuring Yang Hua's certification and his handwritten signature.
However, to the inspector, only the official seal mattered.
The Ark's shield-shaped Red Cross seal was very prominent, instantly recognizable as authentic.
Not to mention, he had seen this paper and signature several times before; they had been advised that when encountering such an exit permit, they should not ask any questions and allow passage directly.
And if the bearer had any requests, they must try to accommodate them!
"Inspection complete, please take good care of it! Welcome to Xiangjiang City! I wish you a pleasant journey!"
The inspector bowed his legs, saluting Gu Yu and Lin Xinyue again, his demeanor more grave than before, his tone bearing additional reverence and respect.
"Thank you," Gu Yu took back the exit permit, carefully placing it in a compartment of his wallet.
His expression slightly astonished, not so much by the change in the inspector's attitude but by Old Hu knowing Captain Yang and even being able to address him by name.
It seemed Old Hu was quite something in his younger days...
Just as this thought crossed his mind, Gu Yu felt like slapping himself.
Could someone who owns dozens of buildings in Xiangjiang be simple?
"Inspection over? You can go directly out now. Turn left out the door to take a bus or taxi, turning right will bring you to the subway; either way can get you to Wangjiao and Tsim Sha Tsui."
Old Hu stomped his foot, half his body already on the ferry car, ready to leave.
"Okay, thank you." Gu Yu nodded, firmly remembering Old Hu's instructions. Discover more content at My Virtual Library Empire
Lin Xinyue was on her phone, continuously recording and optimizing her travel plan.
The ferry car started again, Old Hu turned his head and reminded, "Don't exchange for Xiangjiang Coin at the exchange shops at either checkpoint! The rate isn't worth it, ya know. On the left side of New Century Square, there's an exchange shop called Old Soldier's exchange. Mention my name, Fu Jun, and you'll get a much better rate!"
"Okay, okay! Just go!" Gu Yu kept turning his head, urging Old Hu to leave quickly, really not wanting to see the old man any longer.
Wait, Fu Jun!? Was it not Old Hu but Old Fu!?
Gu Yu then realized that what he had always thought was Old Hu was actually a misunderstanding due to the accent...
But the old man had already run off.
"Sir Fu is really a nice person..." Lin Xinyue watched as the ferry car moved farther away, saying with a giggly smile.
Gu Yu nodded slightly, indeed.
After all, Old Fu's teasing along the way was probably to lift the spirits.
"Let's go, we are quite pressed for time today!"
He hurriedly grabbed Lin Xinyue's hand and left the checkpoint.
Meanwhile, on the ferry car, Old Fu, looking smug, patted his pocket: "Usually a ferry ride costs just twenty, but this time I got two hundred! Foreigners really are easier to fleece!"
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