Lu's Days ...

Still sick. Saw the doctor today. He gave me some anti-biotic. Hopefully I'll get better during the weekend. If not, I'll have to go for a blood test, a thing I wanna avoid.

So, the story that you all have been waiting for .......

HK Movie Star #2 - East Asia Strategic Development CM


One Sunday, me and Rohit was walking along the street, going back home after getting our haircut. We were walking along the street, probably talking about stuff. Suddenly, a guy pulled up from behind and tapped our shoulders.

"Heeellooo". He said.

We were a bit stunned cuz we didn't senses his presence when he approached. When we turned around, we saw a guy, mid to late 20s with mustache, who was carrying a pink backpack on his back.

"Hi". We responsed politely, and proceed on walking.

We are getting so used to being stopped by people by now. People who wants to sell you stuff; people who asks you for money without selling any stuff; people who shouts "HEY THERE, CHINESE GUY!". We usually just walk quickly away from these people.

But this guy was different. He was persistent. Annoyingly persistent.

"Where are you from, sir ?" The question that we've been asked 2349028402309 times.

"Canada." Rohit said. We kept walking.

"And you, sir ?"

"Hong Kong," with my usual nice-guy smile.

"Where are you heading ?"

WTF. People usually don't ask that kinda question. But I guessed he was just curious.

"Home."

"How long will you be staying in India ?"

"Well, we dunno, it depends on our travel schedule." We walked faster.

"What do you do ?"

"We work in the entertainment industry in Hong Kong." Yup, why not ?

"Where will you be going after India ?"

"We dunno yet, probably Europe."

"Can you take me with you ?"

You read it right, we heard it right. We got the same reaction as you do, WTF. Now this is getting scary. Maybe we are too good-looking ?

"Well, we don't really know where exactly and when are we going yet." Trying not to look surprised.

"It doesn't matter. I'll follow you wherever you go, whenever you go. Just bring me along with you."

The next 10 mins of the conversation was basically a repeat of the previous two sentences but put into different forms. We tried not to be rude and kept throwing him BS reasons, reasons that even a naive 10 yrs old would get. But he pushed on. He is a fighter. He is not going to go down that easily.

10 mins later, it has reached a point where we couldn't take it anymore. Our emotions has transformed from surprise, to confusion, to fustration, and eventually, to anger. We had to let it out.

"Look. We've only met you for 15 mins, so we are not going to bring you along with us to anywhere."

We thought he would be pissed. But so were we. We also thought that he would get away, but we underestimated his urge to tag along us two Canadians. He looked straight into our eyes, and said,

"No problem, sir. We can start with a small friendship. And we can develop that into a bigger friendship."

Ouuu~~~ yeah, I still shiver from that even until now. When a guy with a mustache wearing a pink backpack is saying this to you with his eyes onto yours, you get nightmares at night.

"So can you take me with you ?"

"NO." Rohit fought back directly.

"I will do anything. Just bring me along with you."

"No, I'm sorry." I said, trying to remain calm.

"Can't you do anything to help me ?"

"Nope, sorry."

The next 5 mins is another fight. This time we kept on using direct No's with a polite, but "F-off", tone. But this guy is good. He is seriously willing to do anything. Anything to follow two guys that he've only met for 20 mins to anywhere in the world doing anything.

So we gave up. There is no way in hell we could've won this. So I switched to plan-B, or should I say, plan-BS.

"Maybe there is a way we can help. Why don't you send us your resume online and we'll have our company hook you up ? But make sure your write our names on your cover letter."

"Ding ding ding. I WON !," that guy probably thought.

He quickly got out his pen and paper from his backpack to get down our names and the company's web site. I wrote www.eeg.com for website, which really should've been www.eegmusic.com. For name, I wrote Tony Lee.

"Ahh, Tony Lee. Nice meeting you sir. Sir, what is your title ?"

Hmmmmm ....... something sounds executive like and relates to my trip to India .....

"East Asia Strategic Development CM."


You want to come with us you said ? You'll have to pay. (This picture got nothing to do with the story. Just thought it is cool to show it.)


So that was it. He finally went his own way, thinking that he met an executive of a Hong Kong music company and landed on an opportunity to get the hell out of this place.

I wonder what he would think when he goes to the www.eeg.com website ....