Yesterday I went to Hong Kong on business and deliberately chose to walk there. I passed by many places with interesting stories behind them, which was pretty exciting.
People need to get out and about; otherwise, you’ll end up thinking the world is just what you see every day. You commute to and from work every day, and your world is limited to just 10 kilometers.
In Hong Kong’s financial district, finding a place to eat is a major problem—it’s not about whether it’s expensive or not, but that there’s simply nowhere to eat. Even if you find a restaurant, there won’t be a seat for you. As soon as noon hits, too many people pour out of the office buildings.
If you order takeout, there’s nowhere to sit. Hong Kong’s streets are very clean, and no one eats while walking, so you feel awkward wolfing down your food on the go. You have no choice but to find a quiet corner and finish eating quickly.
Once you’re done, there’s nowhere to throw away your trash. Since there are no trash cans on Hong Kong’s streets or in public places—and everything is so clean—you feel bad about littering, so you have to search everywhere for a trash can to dispose of your takeout containers.
People are a product of their environment. When everyone else is quiet, you feel bad about making a lot of noise; when everyone is neatly dressed, you feel bad about looking scruffy; when everyone speaks politely, you feel too embarrassed to swear.
If you’re well-educated and have the opportunity, you should really consider working in Hong Kong—it’s a completely different experience.
Reflections aside, I still have to head back to Dongguan to buy mold steel; that’s my job, and that’s my life.
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Wu Dejian’s tool steel, the chief of staff of the user, bought everything he had used.