“Why did Mr. Hu run off to Hong Kong too? What a waste of your hukou!”
Chen Qi kept puzzling all the way.
Most people fleeing the mainland to Hong Kong were from poor families in Guangdong.
Shanghai people usually tried for the U.
S. — they’d go on business trips, competitions, performances, any excuse to get to America, then not come back.
So Chen Qi couldn’t quite make sense of it.
A staffer at Shanghai Film Studio, with a wife and kids — he shouldn’t be the sort to run off.
He hurried to the Silver City dormitory.
Everyone was gathered on the ground floor.
Shi Hui explained the situation: “A lighting tech named Sun Changrong. His roommates woke up this morning and found him gone. They thought maybe he was visiting upstairs or downstairs, but when it was time to set off he still hadn’t come back. Looks like he slipped out on his own.”
“Wasn’t the old man downstairs watching him?”