Chapter 573 Xiba, are they showing off their wealth? (Third update, please subscribe)


Chapter 573 Xiba, are they showing off their wealth? (Third update, please subscribe)

The neon lights at night render the streets red, turning the night into a nightless sky, and you are in this world of feasting and feasting.

A group of people appeared out of nowhere, standing there like country bumpkins, staring at everything in front of them in stunned silence.

What is this?

Is this true?

Seeing the pedestrians passing by on the street, listening to their joyful words, and feeling everything around them, Yin Tongshan and others were extremely shocked.

The reason they were shocked was not just that everything here was built in less than five years, but what was more shocking?

It is the wealthy and peaceful life displayed by the people here. For people who come from Seoul, a place full of poverty, how can they not be shocked?

“How could this happen?”

Kim Zhengde murmured,

"There are no shoeshine children, no newspaper boys, no poor people living in thatched huts, just..."

Only what?

Are they thousands of rich people?

Obviously not, there are just thousands of ordinary people.

Once upon a time, they thought that the rows of high-rise buildings, the feasting billboards and the spacious avenues were just gorgeous appearances and should only exist in the main urban areas, especially in wealthy areas - such as In areas where Westerners live, just like in Shanghai, the most prosperous area is the concession, which has nothing to do with ordinary people.

In their imagination, after leaving the rich areas, there are civilian courtyards and shantytowns on the dark side of the moon. Thousands of poor people are crowded in harsh environments and earning extremely low salaries to contribute to the city. It operates with blood and sweat, and the working people at the bottom should live like this.

After all, that is the most real world.

However, they have been here for two days, and what confuses them is that there are no poor people here at all!

“Xiba, have all the poor people here died?”

Jin Zhengde couldn’t help but cursed. Now he really couldn’t accept it. How could there be no poor people here? ?

What the hell is this place? There are no poor people!

Is this possible?

Perhaps because he was a little excited, his voice was a little loud, which aroused the attention of those around him. Some people even looked at these foreigners with strange eyes.

But a middle-aged man standing on the roadside looked at them, as if he understood something, walked forward and asked.

“Are you coming from South Korea?”

This person actually spoke Korean. Although he was not fluent, Yin Tongshan still asked expectantly.

“Yes, is it possible that Mr. is also from South Korea?”

“No, my wife is Korean,”

“Ah, she is also half Korean. Ah! "

Yin Tushan said quickly.

"It's not easy to meet a Korean here."

Now he forgot that the other person was not Korean.

“It’s not difficult. There are Koreans in many factories, but mainly in the south. The factory in Chang’an was built earlier and has more Japanese trainees.”

Zhang Guoxun again Sorry.

“Do you speak Chinese? My Korean is not very good either.”

Of course Yin Zhushan, who had lived in Shanghai, could speak Chinese, so he quickly changed to speak Chinese, perhaps unwillingly, Kim Jongde asked.

"Mr. Zhang, are there really no poor people here?"

"Poor people?"

Zhang Guoxun was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

“They are all poor here!”

"What?"

Yin Tongshan and others were all stunned.

“Before we came to Nanyang, we were all poor. To be honest, before we came to Nanyang, I was too poor to get a wife. But now I not only have a wife and children, but also a house. The days passed and I didn’t even dare to think about it, right!”

Looking at these Korean sticks and thinking about what the man said before, Zhang Guoxun took the initiative to invite.

"If you don't mind, you can come and sit at my house for a while. I think Shanmei will be very happy to know that friends from her hometown are coming over."

"Ah, that's really disturbing!"

Yin Tongshan said it was disturbing, but his heart was full of expectations. After all, this is a very rare opportunity to enter the homes of ordinary people, and it is also an opportunity to understand their lives. ah!

After learning that his home was five or six kilometers away from here, Yin Tongshan stopped a taxi, and soon the car drove into a community.

The community under the street lights is quiet. Two-and-a-half-story small Western-style buildings that look the same are scattered on both sides of the road. Through the windows and the light inside, you can see that many people are using their homes. They were having dinner, looking so happy, but only a few people were silent for a while. After getting off the car, Yin Tongshan looked at the house in front of him in surprise and asked.

"Mr. Zhang, is this your home?" "Yes."

"What did you say you were doing in the company?"

"Security officer."

Zhang Guoxun did not hide his job, it was just a very ordinary job That’s all.

But...why can an ordinary security guard live in such a house?

Soon, after entering Zhang Guoxun's home, Yin Yushan, Kim Jongde and Park Zhizheng all looked at the living room with surprised eyes. Although the decoration in the living room was very simple, how could such a large Mingtang house be a house for ordinary people to live in?

Just here, a young woman walked out of the house,

"You are back...ah, are there any guests?"

The woman bowed quickly and said .

“Ah, I’m very sorry, I didn’t know you were here.”

"Shanmei, they are all from South Korea."

Zhang Guoxun introduced.

“Ah, is it true?”

Shanmei asked quickly.

“Are you all from Korea?”

"Yes, we can speak Korean."

As soon as Yin Tongshan finished speaking, Shanmei said.

“Sir, let’s speak Chinese,”

A little stunned, Yin Tongshan and the others all looked at this woman in surprise. It was different from what they expected. Why did she react like this? Calm, shouldn't she be excited and chatting with them in Korean?

However, although there was something strange, Yin Tongshan still said.

"Okay, okay, where is Miss Jin from?"

When he heard that she was from Jeolla Province, Yin Tongshan just nodded slightly, and then started chatting, not so much chatting, but talking It was a question about her life.

"...So, Miss Jin works in a textile factory? I'm afraid she is not an ordinary employee!"

There is still the last glimmer of hope in Jin Zhengde's heart. What are he looking forward to?

Of course Miss Jin is the manager, otherwise how could a gatekeeper and an ordinary female worker live in such a house?

"Just an ordinary female worker."

Jin Shanmei said.

“I can only earn more than 30 yuan a month. I heard that female workers in garment factories can earn better. It would have been better if they had joined a garment factory at that time...”

What? An ordinary female worker can earn more than thirty yuan a month!

For a moment, not to mention Kim Jong-de, even Yin Tongshan couldn't help but break his guard - the salary of the female worker was almost catching up with that of his minister.

"Are you saying that an ordinary female worker can earn thirty Nanyang dollars a month?"

Yin Tongshan asked.

"It needs a little more. This income is normal here."

Of course Jin Shanmei knows what people from her hometown are thinking.

“Even trainees can earn seven or eight yuan a month. Otherwise, why would so many people come here? Nanyang is different from South Korea.”

Looking at the compatriots from her hometown, Jin Shanmei said.

"By the way, you guys probably haven't had dinner yet, otherwise, just stay here to eat."

After saying that, she looked at the man, as if asking for his permission. , Zhang Guoxun said with a smile.

“Oh, look at me, your compatriots have come all the way, and you must treat them to a meal. Is there food at home?”

The answer is yes, not only is there food, but there is also food. There was meat. When the large pieces of braised pork were placed on the table, everyone including Yin Tongshan fell silent.

Is this, is this an ordinary day?

West bar!

How can these Nanyang people live such a good life!

(End of this chapter)

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