Hong Kong Real Estate Market: A Look at Properties and Immigration Trends

I don’t know how many years have passed since I neither looked at nor bought a building in Hong Kong. Since the beginning of this year, newspapers and websites have reported non-stop news every day. Real estate prices are declining every day. Buildings and real estate properties have been inserted until no one cares about them. I have developed an interest in looking at properties to see what will happen after the explosion of the real estate market. Are there any dead chickens or dead ducks, cheap goods that jump off the building?

WhatsApped the Wenlao agent and told him that I wanted to see garden units and rooftop units. After that, I received my WhatsApp, and a lot of information popped up on the phone screen. There was endless information, and my eyes were so tired and bruised that I almost needed eye drops. I request properties in the area. First, I chose the inner street of Fau Yip Estate where I once lived. Second, I chose No. 1 Beacon Hill Garden. Third, I chose Lung King Lung Cheung Garden on the Peak of Beacon Hill.

I went to see the self-built rooftop on the third floor of Youyi Village Street, which is more than 1,100 feet. The rooftop is so big, and the asking price is 2,700 million. As soon as I entered the house, I felt so warm, cozy, harmonious, and family-like. The decoration was full of Western society’s technology, but it was not cold at all, because it was covered with photo frames and hung with family photos, all of which were young and talented couples hugging each other. There are innocent children living here, and there are many cardboard boxes stuffed with items on the floor. My mind immediately remembered that I was a young man again, selling real estate and immigrating to the city. After looking at the third room, I strolled onto the rooftop, saw the Mediterranean decoration atmosphere, and looked at the huge Lion Rock. I immediately thought that today, under the Lion Rock, many young people have left for other places. I lazily asked the broker, Mr. Wen, how much silver he was selling. Agent Wen replied, 27 million, and 5 million was spent on renovations a few years ago. I muttered to myself, “My parents spent money to buy a house and decorate it, hoping to keep their children at home, but they left again today.” I was speechless and went downstairs alone. , I thought, “As a young man, you have some talents. How can you have nearly 30 million real estate if you don’t rely on your parents?”

When we got to Mount Beacon, I told Mr. Wen that we should first go to the top of the mountain to see the dragon scene, and see if it could be renamed. It had to be renamed all the way to see the Dragon King. What scene should we see first? The elevator rushes to the top 12th floor, opens the door, and walks into the master room from the outside. The Dragon View is the Dragon King View, with a panoramic view of the vast Victoria Harbor. No bragging, no wrong name. This scene is not about social violence, economic recession, or jumping off buildings. There is rarely a market. I asked what the price was, and Mr. Wen replied, the price is 17,000 per square foot. I think that today’s political war between China and the United States has made the world economy so miserable that it may fall by 10,000 feet next year. Go up the stairs from the house to the rooftop. The huge Lion Rock is real and unobstructed. It is right in front of you. There is Victoria Harbor in front of you and Lion Rock in the back. There is a front and a back, with the mountain on your back and the sea on your back. What a beautiful view. , 17,000. The old and American are engaged in small and medium-sized enterprises, and the old and American gangsters are added to engage in Hong Kong gang violence. When you go to such a place, you don’t dare to buy it. The man and woman in the house are less than 30 years old, and their 3-year-old child is jumping around in the living room. Cardboard boxes are filling the living room. They are young talents and children, and they are immigrating. On that day, parents were filled with joy when they saw their children getting married, so they emptied their pockets to help their children buy a house and start a family. Today, I sold my house, pocketed tens of millions, moved away to another country, and immigrated to another country, which broke my parents’ hearts. Today’s young people ignore their roots, don’t love their relatives, don’t want their parents, and don’t regret leaving. My heart bleeds when I hear this. Young people are being deceived, destroying Hong Kong and destroying the community. If they can’t get the so-called ideal today, they just slap their butts, sell their properties to cash in, go to a foreign country, and leave their loved ones behind. They leave their roots and go far away. Some young people before the age of 40, do not Responsible, but I worry about these young people. When their temples turn white, they grow older, and their love grows stronger. When they think of their deceased relatives, the tree wants to be still but the wind does not stop, the child wants to see but the relative is not there, they will regret it so much. Wrong, I hate how time flies and it can be said to be too late.

Speaking of young talents who are far away from home and immigrating to a foreign country, I think of last Christmas, Sister M, a good sister from Jinlan who is a real mother, full of energy and ability, working as an engineer, with a couple under 10 years old, as a single parent. Mom, report to Canada for immigration. As soon as you get off the plane, tell your real mother to help me hire a driver and add a maid. Sister M, who works as an engineer in Hong Kong, earns more than 100,000 yuan a month in Hong Kong. She sacrificed her income of more than 100,000 yuan as an engineer for her children’s passports. In the same position in Canada, after deducting taxes, she got about 40,000 Hong Kong dollars, and she plans to use it on her own. I have been saving for many years, hoping to live long enough, and then make plans after my children get their passports. How could I have told my real mother to interrupt my dream of getting a passport? What my real mother said: “Not everyone in Canada can hire workers and drivers, just like Stanley Ho, who can only afford to hire them. I immigrated to Toronto for three years.” For more than ten years, I actually don’t know how to hire people.” After hearing this, Sister M immediately asked in annoyance, “Let’s figure it out. I am a single parent with two children to immigrate, and I have to go back to work. There are no workers or drivers to help. I can live my life as a Hong Kong worker and driver, so that I can go back to work and work hard to support my family. “Sister M, I can only be desperate. After registering for immigration, I will go around Canada and have a few meals with my real mother. After dinner, I gave up the idea of ​​immigrating to Canada and returned to Hong Kong to work quietly.

Let’s talk about the old year again. Zhen’s mother lives in Canada. After sending Zhenzhen back to school, she lives in Markham City. She will go to the tea restaurant where she visits every day. She will definitely drink the “tea walk” with the flavor of Hong Kong silk stocking milk tea and eat it. When eating egg noodles, I am sure to see three regular customers at the table next to me. Three regular customers, old, middle-aged and young, including a teenager who was under 30, had cloudy eyes and hollow eyes. The teenager suddenly spoke up: “I have been here for more than half a year and I have no feeling at all. I don’t know when I fell in love with Canada.” Ah.” The old man next to him replied casually, “I have been here for more than 30 years and I still don’t love this place.” The young man asked, “You don’t love Canada, so why did you immigrate to Toronto?” The old man replied, “You think I want to come? My children and wife want to immigrate. Is there any way I can’t not come? Can I not come? I haven’t earned a penny in Canada. When I come to this place, I have to pay taxes for eating and shopping. You have to pay taxes on everything you buy in supermarkets, and you have to pay taxes on everything you do. I only have to breathe, and I haven’t paid taxes yet. I brought money to live in many cities, and put all my wealth in the bank, and I had to pay interest tax. In the past, I didn’t do anything in Hong Kong. There are drivers and maids. Now that I am in my eighties, I have to drive by myself. No matter how old I am, I will drive to a tea restaurant and drink my favorite silk stocking milk tea. I will have the luxury to die in a nursing home. “The old man also Asked, “Young man, tell me, are you leaving Hong Kong?” The young man replied, “Hong Kong has no freedom and democracy, so where are you going?” Uncle asked the young man, “What passport do you have?” The young man replied. , “I use the Hong Kong SAR passport.” Uncle immediately said angrily, “You have the SAR passport, the government has not taken it back from you, and you have freedom of entry and exit. Why don’t you have freedom? You lied to yourself that you don’t have freedom.” The old uncle said Chatting, “In the 1980s, Guangzhou was very poor and had nothing. It was difficult to eat. So I came here. Of course I fell in love with Canada. I recently returned to Guangzhou and saw the excitement in Canada. I was inspired to immigrate back to Guangzhou. . ”

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On Saturday morning, after I went to the airport to see my daughter Zhenzhen and her mother off for a trip to Taiwan, I went back to Qinglongtou from the airport via Sham Tseng to visit my sister.

Driving near the exit of Sham Tseng, there was a big traffic jam. The first thing I knew in my head was that the car had crashed or broken down. My car was on the center line. When I saw the car in front of me, I kept pulling away. I drove out of the center line, walked to the express lane, and stopped when I saw the car in front of me. The truck had a broken headlight, so I followed the car in front of me. Unexpectedly, as soon as I got out of the express lane, the police officer walked out, pointed his finger at me, and told me to park in front of the truck with a broken headlight. Of course I followed, policeman. My brother instructed me to park the car and turn off the key. Brother police officer, before I left my car, he pointed at me and asked me about the double white lines and drove across the line. I quickly said, “I’m sorry, brother police officer,” because I thought the truck was broken and could not move, so I followed other cars and crossed the line. , Mr. Policeman, asked me loudly, “How many times have you wiped the car?” I smiled bitterly and said, “More than forty years.” The policeman stood in silence and asked, “Why are you laughing? You have wiped the car for forty years.” It’s been a car for many years, how does it look like?” I immediately got angry and was about to say, if you think I made a mistake and crossed the double white line, you can take my license and sue me to court, but don’t be as generous as the leaders of the US government. He used a teacher’s tone, as if he were teaching a boy, teaching me, an old man who is nearly 70 years old, and he knew that the police officer had already turned around and left before I could react.

When it was time to leave, I kept thinking in my head. I felt that police officers, civil servants, protect people and maintain law and order. They work on the streets, their lives are in danger at any time, and they are exposed to the sun and rain. If this kind of job was not full of ideals, there would not be many people. , willing to devote himself as a police officer. For most of my life, I have been friends with the police. I have had quarrels with the police. I have been detained by the police and taken to court. I have also been shocked and intimidated by the police and had their guns pointed at me. But I feel that many conflicts are meaningless squabbles and unnecessary quarrels. The lesson I received from the police this time reminded me of the time more than ten years ago when I was driving with my pregnant wife in the car. A young police officer stopped me and taught me for nearly 5 minutes that if I didn’t tell my wife to put on a seat belt, I would One corpse and two lives. I could only summon up the courage and tell policewoman Shao Ai, please call the police radio and find out whether the pregnant woman needs to wear a seat belt. When the radio station responded that pregnant women did not need to wear seat belts, the female police officer blushed and her ears were red. She walked without shaking and did not dare to look at us again.

The third time I had an argument with a police officer was when I was crossing the road in Pitt Street, Mong Kok. I saw a green doll blinking its lights. He walked a third of the way and then immediately stepped back to the pavement. I gave the police officer a lesson and taught him a lesson. For several minutes, I don’t know why the police officers love teaching children so much, love being teachers so much, but love scolding me, an old man who is nearly 70 years old. In the past ten years or so, not counting the past, I have argued and argued with the police uncle three times. I am really scratching my head. I have evidence and sufficient reasons. If you don’t take me to court, you want to insult me, you want to reprimand me loudly, and you want to humiliate a white-haired old man on the road. Are there any individual police officers who like to teach others and appear to be police officers who can do it? So high above the citizens.

Born in Hong Kong, works in Hong Kong, driving for food. In the past fifty years, he has committed numerous traffic violations, so severe that his license plate was suspended for many months. He also had to spend so much money on a thousand-year-old banquet from morning to night, and attend the middle-aged and elderly driver class every day. , was fined to take a traffic driving improvement course. Thinking about it, around 2000, suddenly Mr. Jimmy Lai and his right-hand man, the senior management, held a weekly meeting with me. After Mr. Li left, the executives said, “Zhan Meili”, decided to Don’t drive. Let me ask for an explanation. They said that with the passing of a new law, anyone who kills someone in a car accident can be sentenced to jail, so Mr. Li decided not to enjoy the fun of driving anymore.

Before 2000, I saw Mr. Li driving a Honda freely, enjoying the wind and the wind blowing freely. However, due to the pressure of the law, he could give up the driving pleasure at once and enjoy the driving pleasure for decades. As an employee and fan of Mr. Lai at that time, I must have thought about every move Jimmy Lai made, how to learn from him and how to imitate him. I think about it day and night. As a wise man, full of knowledge, and full of experience, Boss Li has done great things. He founded Giordano, and his clothes have successfully covered half of the earth, and Next Media has shaken the whole universe. This kind of Successful people’s big business decisions must be good.

But around 2010, Apple Daily’s own news reports made me worry, would these news be illegal? Will Next Media be shut down by the government? Fat guy Li, will he be arrested? I was constantly worried about Boss Li and Next Media, but one day, my Qinli publishing company was fired by Boss Li. At that time, I was in a very contradictory mood, my mind was filled with anger, but at the same time, my mind suddenly became enlightened, as if I was walking out of the darkness, out of the valley.

Mr. Li is afraid of breaking the law by driving, but is he not afraid of being jailed for incitement? For many years, I couldn’t explain it, and I was filled with doubts. Recently, I had lunch with the media godfather, and I finally got the answer to a question that I had been searching for for more than ten years. Because the godfather of media recently flew to Taiwan to visit Next Media Chairman Ye Yijian. He learned from Brother Yip that Jimmy Lai personally told him that he had received a guarantee from then US President Trump that if anything happened, Trump would definitely do it. save him. He was exhausted just like that.

Since 2014, U.S. officials and politicians have used fat guy Lai and others to divide Hong Kong people, and then seize the clock, set fire to demonstrations, destroy the community, and even want to turn the violence that burned Hong Kong into burning our motherland. We have wise leadership and a prosperous national destiny. We have learned about the conspiracy of politicians in the United States and some Western countries, strategized, controlled the problem, and solved all conspiracy to undermine Hong Kong and our country. Today, when American politicians and congressmen see that their conspiracy cannot succeed, they resort to imposing sanctions on officials who enforce the national security law in Hong Kong. They may confiscate it. It is scary to think that the property of investors who have invested in the United States will be lost.

2023-11-12 02:31:32
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