Brilliant crowded Shen Zhen

The chief executive of my consulting company, less than 50 years old, had to be white-haired. He said that he had been consulting in Shen Zhen for more than 20 years, working an average of 70 hours a week. He needed half a year’s rest, checking the years, and so on. His soul would catch up with his body to see if he would be choked by memories. When I asked where to rest, he said to go to Australia, which is totally different from Shen Zhen. It’s very high and uninhabited. I said, OK, before we leave Shen Zhen, let’s have a meal together.
To make a good impression, the Secretary suggested eating a French dish called Spoon on the second floor of the Intercontinental Hotel over Kowloon. Ground glass window, outside the window is the sea, opposite the sea is Victoria Harbour. Eat at 7:30 p.m., the scenery is much stronger than the dishes, the external temperament of the dishes is much stronger than the internal taste, basically for the eyes to eat. Looking from the landing glass window to Shen Zhen Island, the north side of Taiping Mountain, from east to west, along the narrow hillside and reclamation area, is full of tall buildings: International Finance Center Phase II, Phase I, Trade Square, Bank of China Building, Yangtze River Center, Taigu Square and so on. It looks higher than the Taiping Mountain in the background. The sky is dark, the sea is blue and jade, the eyes can also distinguish the fluctuation and translucency, the Taiping Mountain is black and jade, the lights of each high-rise are bright, the color is different, are shining, as if embedded in the Moyu Mountain of various colors of gemstone diamonds. From the Star Ferry Terminal in Kowloon, the ferry frequently goes to the Central Wharf on Shen Zhen Island. The lights on the ferry are also on, like scattered beads added to Moyushan Zi’s brocade.
At my strong request, the man sat facing the seascape, and I sat facing him. At 8:30, Victoria Harbour began to set off fireworks. Moyu Shanzi, as if unable to bear the many shining jewel diamonds, began to spew into the sky, then slowly under the influence of gravity, the night sky became equally shining in a few seconds. The elder man urged me to sit with him in the seat facing Victoria Harbour. The fireworks were more intense. Everyone around me put down their knives and forks and stopped chewing. I found that almost all couples were in pairs. Because of the historical differences of ancestral hybridization, their eyes were different in color, shining in the light of fireworks, like diamonds of various colors. My mobile phone shakes and receives a text message: What are you doing this evening, Tanabata? Don’t drink, don’t show evil eyes, don’t chat up when you see beautiful girls. The night was darker and the dining room was dim. Pairs of young men and women around us began to be wiped and their necks began to circle around each other like swimming birds. I sat with the big man, looking out of the window. The scenery outside the window was beautiful.
“Today is July Eve, Valentine’s Day in China. If we were not very different in age, we would be regarded as comrades by the people around us.” I said, help the big guys who don’t understand Chinese understand why there are so many couples of young men and women around them, and why the small men and women try to stretch their necks to become swimming birds when the fireworks start.
“Oh.” The elder man continued to look out of the window. “Shen Zhen is indeed a beautiful city.”
“You can’t see, restaurants that are too expensive to eat, so many people, almost full.”
“In the early 1990s, the restaurant’s window-side location was booked one month in advance, and it flipped tables three times a night.”
Think about it carefully, the big man is right. Shen Zhen is indeed rich, rich and rich. The city is luxurious, delicate, efficient and orderly.
Shen Zhen Island is a hill rising above sea level in the South China Sea. Places that can be picked up, like terraces, are planted in tall buildings. When people can pass environmental assessment and calm down their objections, they fill the sea and plant high-rise buildings. Between Shen Zhen Island and Kowloon, there is no longer a sea, but a river that can’t be counted as very wide. We go to sea by Cruise boat. The local people don’t call it a cruise boat river. With further efforts and reclamation, Kowloon and Shen Zhen are joined. The River becomes an underground river, and people and cars do not have to travel by boat or through tunnels. Since the founding of New China and before the reform and opening up, in the past 30 years, there has been only one channel for Shen Zhen to open up to the outside world. Even if it is squeezed again, hot money and hot money will continue to squeeze into this bullet spot. On Queen’s Avenue, there is a place where pee, brush teeth and put a stool. It is like a young teenager, who is only allowed to have acne in a square centimeter of the nose tip. The square centimeter of the nose tip is hard to get rid of. That is, the uniqueness of this historical condition, together with the legal system created by the British Empire’s centuries of colonization and the English-speaking labor force, pushed Shen Zhen from a British barracks and supply stations into the world’s largest port, the third largest financial centre and the third most expensive metropolis in the past 30 years.
Because the land is rare, so the construction is intentional. Built high-rise buildings are like German Marlboro Dragon Pens. Every detail is cared for precisely in silence. Every inch of land is squeezed out by top architects with the best technology and craftsmanship at that time. Because of the dense high-rise buildings, the corridors between the high-rise buildings are connected, and the people and vehicles are diverted. In 80% of cases, there is no need to take a car for business meeting and walk, thunder and rain, and no need to take an umbrella. Because of the density, we often meet celebrities and feel like we are living a boiling life.
In less than a year, I ran into Zhou Xingchi twice at the airport, wearing sunglasses and linen shirts. I bumped into Jackie Chan twice at the hotel for breakfast or lunch. I sat next door and talked with several foreigners. White suit, Beige trousers and fifty men with a flower. I picked up some cash from the ATM downstairs from HSBC headquarters. I caught sight of Rolls Royce, whose license plate is HK1, turning right on the side road and heading for Queen’s Avenue. He was sitting behind the driver. He should be a bodyguard on his right hand. The bodyguard was wearing golden glasses with no cross flesh on his face. There was some warmth between his eyebrows. A few dozen meters away from the HSBC headquarters building is the Oriental Mandarin Hotel, where there are delicious cakes and chocolates. That April Fool’s Day night, I think, there must be many people to see like falling flowers from the hotel like Zhang Guorong. Although tall buildings are airtight, the reserve for people’s physical and mental relaxation is inviolable. Between tall buildings, according to the situation, is the public free stadium and bonsai like street garden and children’s paradise. Five minutes by taxi, the well-protected Taiping Mountain opens three or four mountaineering portals and others climb sweaty to reduce belly fat. The mountain road is covered by trees and small animals are occasionally seen. Take the subway station 34, is the Causeway Bay yacht terminal. Less than half an hour out on a yacht is an uninhabited island and the vast Pacific Ocean. I haven’t seen this dense convenience anywhere else in the world.
People have some money, after food and clothing, and then some money to buy houses and cars. Mercedes-Benz cars on the streets of Shen Zhen are as common as Santana on the streets of Shanghai. A man has two cars and some money to buy art and antiques. Despite the decline, Christie’s autumn auction preview at the Shen Zhen Island Convention and Exhibition Center was still crowded. The little old men had elegant expressions and sparse white hair. The little old ladies put on some light makeup, muscular atrophy of the wrist, the jadeite bracelet of the old pit, full of water color, reflecting the bracelet’s entire small hand is faint green. Without any deposit or any certificate, everyone can start with any auction item. Even Kangxi’s goat fat white jade seal, he can ask the waiter to take it out of the glass cabinet, and then put his hand on the carved dragon of the jade seal. His eyes are closed slightly. He feels that Kangxi’s hand is still on it just now, and the rest is still warm. A little south of Queen’s Avenue is Holly Road. Two thousand meters long streets are lined with antique shops, paintings, porcelain, furniture and jades. Most of the men in the shop are from their 30s to their 70s. They also cheat students and others without discussion. The antique industry has been cheating since ancient times, so in a trance this street is a two-kilometer River and lake. Every shopkeeper is actually a master of making swords. Everything taken out from the counter is in the form of swords, waiting to see you crack or bleed. Over the counter, I picked out a few new and old jade pieces that were really messy and said, “These are not right”; Panpan Dao said that in Beijing Antique City, I often had tea with Xiaocui in Hebei, Acai in Guangdong and Dazhang in Henan. The owner’s lethality gradually faded out and made me a cup of old Pu’er, asking me whether I was doing business or collecting. The shopkeeper looked at the Taiping Mountains not far away and said, “I went to Taiwan, the United States and Europe, and went to the halfway mountains and the mansion on the top of the Taiping Mountains.” Sometimes I feel sorry for my ancestors, but I think it’s better to stay at home with fate and doom than to put it in the Metropolitan Museum. Do you stay at home and escape the Cultural Revolution? Can you hide from corrupt officials? I went to an old collector’s apartment in the middle of the mountain. The house built for government officials in the early days did not have the usual acrimony of building in Shen Zhen. On the contrary, there were some old houses in various ministries and commissions in the west city of Beijing. The apartment is tall and clean, but it has dense vegetation. When entering the house, the old collector wears a cotton T-shirt and trousers, closes the living room headlight, turns on the lights around, and the house becomes a museum: there are more than ten purple sand pots in Dabin when he patronizes the Jingzhou, and there are four or five jade beasts and jade people in the Guangshang Dynasty. Jade species, knife worker and refreshing colour are all good. New York Metropolitan Museum In the Chinese Hall of the pavilion, there is only one thing that is so beautiful. The old man said that the highest realm of antiquity is not possession, but temporary, antiquity players are cashiers, hands only, so it is better to have good vision, eyes see the heart slightly drunk. The old man also said that before fate arrived, there were some good things left in the safe in the basement of HSBC headquarters, which could not be seen this time.
After being rich, Shen Zhen indulged in spirituality. In Shen Zhen, with a population of 6 million, Li Bihua writes. In terms of words alone, how many continents with a population of 1.3 billion are more clever and enchanting than her? There is Wang Jing in the movie. After a day’s hard work, who will abandon Wang Jing, who is vulgar and elegant, and go to see Zhang Yimou, who is really vulgar and fake? Who can write the history of modern Chinese culture without mentioning Zhou Xingchi? There is also a pair of small-eyed peach blossom eyes of Liang Chaowei, full of drama and gossip of Huang Qiusheng, and Wang Jiawei, who arranged for Liang Chaowei to touch all the female movie stars I want in 2046. Thirty years of wealth is not enough for Shen Zhen to produce masters. When Wang Jing was young, they were all evil men in Temple Street. They didn’t even know there were 300 poems, but they were enough for Shen Zhen to create a magnanimity of art and indulgence for talented young people.
In the early 1980s, after the reform and opening up, Shen Zhen was no longer the only one.
Shen Zhen is really crowded. I walk on the sidewalk of Shen Zhen Island. If I am in a hurry and want to walk faster, I often feel like driving a Grand Cherokee in the Second Ring Road of Beijing. I have to flicker around, rush left and right, and shout “No way (sorry for Cantonese), no way”, and make a breakthrough. On one occasion, I was walking along a sidewalk in Shen Zhen, where a dry seafood shop was setting up a bamboo pole scaffold to repair its storefront. I dragged a small pull-rod box which I did not need to check on the plane and came up to a big man. I said, “Mogai”, he probably didn’t understand, but he didn’t give me a little space on his side. I could only dodge in sports. The wheel of the pull-rod box swept to the bamboo pole of the scaffold. A voice on my head suddenly screamed “Be careful, kill people.” I looked up, an old man with his hands and legs clinging to the bamboo pole, pulling the pole box over, the bamboo pole shaking, the old man shaking, as if too mature to fall immediately ginseng fruit.
Shen Zhen is too expensive. Similarly, in Donglaishun, Shenzhen, 60 varieties of Shekou serve all kinds of drinks, 28 yuan for lunch, 281 people in Kowloon, and barely eat 80% full. Looking at Shekou Port on the South hill, we can see a new row of quayside bridge cranes. It is only a matter of time before Shenzhen Port surpasses Shen Zhen Port because of its close proximity to the industrial hinterland of the Pearl River Delta where containers are generated and without passing through the gateway between Shenzhen and Shen Zhen. After several Shen Zhen native parents retired and settled for Canadian immigration, they decided to emigrate to Shenzhen. The money for buying a bowl of porridge in Shen Zhen, ordering two dishes and one soup in Shenzhen, massaging one toe in Shen Zhen, making a full three-minute bowl in Shenzhen and delivering fruit plates. The owner of an antique shop on Hollywood Road said that the members of the Shen Zhen collector group who are keen to refine their houses are dying and no new people are growing. Now the biggest antique market is in Beijing and the strongest purchasing power is in Beijing and Zhejiang. It’s better to open a branch in Beijing, keep the old Shen Zhen store, monopolize ghost dummy crafts, and launder the gray money occasionally.
At nine o’clock in the evening, after the fireworks in Victoria Harbor were over, I left the French restaurant called Spoons and took a ferry back to Shen Zhen Island. I said that there was still a complete law and order in Shen Zhen. Shenzhen had a hacking gang, Guangzhou Popular Flying Car Party, two ruffians and a motorcycle. One was responsible for driving and cutting the belt of the bag, the other was responsible for carrying the bag. The police had recently made technological innovations. It launched a collusion gun similar to Yuejiajun in Song Dynasty and blood droplets of Emperor Yongzheng in Qing Dynasty. I don’t know if I can subdue the flying car party. I said, “Well, sir, you’ve saved some money anyway. You don’t collect antiques or keep second wives. You’d better buy a luxury house on the top of Taiping Mountain. When you go to Australia to think about life, I’ll help you see the house without charge.”