Chapter 13: Full of Rage (Please collect and recommend)
After knowing that his nephew was in a difficult situation, Song Zijie prepared to use his connections in the police academy.

As the saying goes, it takes three heroes to make a hero. Although Song Zijie has a strong and stubborn personality.

But he also has some like-minded friends in the police station, such as Liu Jiehui, the current assistant director of the Internal Affairs Department.

We can use his connections to see if we can recruit Song Tianen into this year’s police academy!

Song Tianen waited for this sentence, but deliberately frowned and said: "Uncle, if you are taking advantage of the situation and using the back door, I don't want it!"

"Tian'en, you are very good, very good!" Song Zijie was not angry because of Song Tian'en's seemingly ungrateful words. Instead, he recognized Song Tian'en even more.

This is a young man with principles!

"Tian En, I'm glad you think this way, but this is not a backdoor. It's just that outsiders don't know that the police academy has this additional enrollment method. After you get in, you will participate in a more rigorous assessment. If you make a mistake, you will be eliminated. Do you still have confidence?"

At this time, Song Tianen pretended to be happy and said, "Uncle, if you say so, I will feel relieved! Then I am willing!"

Song Zijie clapped his hands and said, "Great! Just wait for my news and don't run around during this time."

Ma Jieqi on the other side was also very happy: "Great, great, then you two uncle and nephew will be together in the police station and can take care of each other."

The three of them chatted for a while.

"Uncle, it's getting late. I should go back, or I will miss the bus to work."

"Enzi, since it's getting late, how about you spend the night here?" Song Zijie tried to persuade him to stay.

Today's meal and heart-to-heart talk about his values ​​and ambitions completely made Song Zijie accept his nephew!
I would invite him to stay overnight and talk with him till midnight.

Even the uncle and aunt Ma Jieqi, who have always been inhospitable, wanted to keep Song Tianen for the first time in their hearts.

Unfortunately, Song Tianen had something to do and couldn't stay; Song Zijie could only say regretfully: "Tianen, your uncle's house is your home, you have to come back often for dinner."

"Haha, uncle, don't be disgusted by my big appetite when the time comes!"

"welcome any time!"

As they were about to leave, the three of them were silent for a long time.

It was Song Zijie who took the initiative to speak: "Tian En, let me see you off."

After saying that, he picked up the coat on the table and winked at Tian'en.

Of course Song Tianen knew what Song Zijie meant.

He didn't want to hand over the money to himself in front of his aunt.

After all, when a nephew goes to his uncle's house and says he wants to borrow money, it is basically poverty alleviation. This is not only the case in Hong Kong, but also in the entire Chinese community.

Song Zijie also didn't want Song Tianen to leave a bad impression on Ma Jieqi.
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Outside the building, Song Zijie took out a thick stack of envelopes from his jacket. No need to guess what was inside, it was filled with Hong Kong dollars.

"Tian En, here are 30,000 yuan. If it's not enough, you can always ask for it."

It was clear on the phone that he only wanted to borrow 20,000 yuan, but Song Zijie was afraid that it would not be enough so he prepared more. He did not even ask about the repayment period or the other party's purpose of use.

A warm current flowed through Song Tianen's heart.

There was no need to say extra words of thanks. I took the envelope silently and said, "Uncle, I will definitely pay you back the money with interest in a week at the earliest and a month at the latest."

Song Zijie never thought about the other party paying back the money when he lent it, although 30,000 yuan was quite a stretch for a Western District SIR like him. He currently earns more than 10,000 yuan a month, but in Hong Kong, a place with high consumption, it is difficult to save money without making extra money.

Taking out this 30,000 yuan means that Song Zijie will have to live on sandwiches for breakfast for a period of time in the future.

As for what Song Tianen said about being able to pay back the money within a week, to be honest, Song Zijie thought that he was just letting his self-esteem get the better of him and was just trying to show off.

Perhaps considering the other party's self-esteem, he said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Okay, the interest will be calculated according to HSBC Bank."

"HSBC? That won't work! According to the rules of our city, nine out of 13 return."

"Hahaha, little brat, I'm going to take it seriously if you say that."

The two chatted for a while and unknowingly walked to the outside of the building. Before leaving, Song Tianen seemed to think of something: "Oh, this building feels very gloomy. It's not comfortable to stay in it for a long time. I learned some Feng Shui from an old master in the city. This place looks like the Blood Blade Bridge. Even my uncle can't suppress it with his royal aura."

Song Tianen immediately started to argue.

Song Zijie, who was originally careless, couldn't help but become suspicious when he heard his nephew talking about Feng Shui.

"Ah, now that you mention it, I do understand. No wonder the bathroom keeps making dripping noises at night, my shoulders are always sore, and my career is not going well. So the feng shui here is not good for me."

Of course Song Tianen made up the story that he knew Feng Shui, but how could he convince Song Zijie if he didn't say so? After all, Hong Kong people are superstitious about Feng Shui.

As for the dripping sound in the bathroom, it is purely due to the aging of the building's water pipes.

As for the sore shoulders, the south wind in Hong Kong is quite severe, and the sore shoulders are definitely caused by the heavy moisture in the body.

As for his career, it would be strange if the police station could promote a big gangster who was imprisoned in Stanley.

This could be considered a white lie. After all, Song Zijie and his wife were so good to him, there was no reason for him not to repay them.

Although "The Dead" is a comedy, in Song Tianen's opinion, if it weren't for the neurotic ghost-catching expert Leo who cheated all the way, there would probably be few survivors in the entire building.

Moreover, giving Aunt Zhou the flashlight and some hints could be considered as interference. No one could predict whether the plot would take a different direction from now on.

At this point, it would be a good idea to ask my uncle and aunt to move out in advance.

Giving him a reasonable excuse, Song Zijie really began to believe it: "Hey, Tian Enzi, wait for me to find a house and help me move my things."

"No problem! See you later, uncle."

"Enzi, be careful on the road."
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When Song Tianen returned to Kowloon Walled City, the moon and stars were already in the sky.

Walking in the narrow alleys, neighbors used to play mahjong or chat together at the door.

But today is a little different. The alley is especially quiet.

Even if someone opened the window, they would quickly close it after seeing Song Tianen.

Moreover, the public housing estate where he lived was pitch black, which was not right. You know, Ruan Hong (Chen Ali has changed back to her real name) would never turn off the lights at this time. She would always use her spare time to help the neighbors with sewing and mending to earn some money for the family, and she had been doing this day after day for several years without interruption.

But today is so abnormal, this is not right! Is someone targeting Ruan Hong? After a vague and uneasy guess in his heart, Song Tianen took two steps at a time and quickly rushed to the fifth floor like a cat.

Sure enough! Ruan Hong's room showed signs of being pried open.

When Song Tianen turned on the light bulb, he saw the whole room was in a mess! But Ruan Hong was not in the room.

(End of this chapter)