nese in South Africa to learn more and become familiar with South African laws and enhance their self-protection capabilities so that they can be confident when encountering illegal police. , respond calmly, or call the police to protect your legitimate rights and interests.
Just when Han Bo was heading to the South African National Police Headquarters, West Loding Street in Johannesburg, more than 50 kilometers away, was as usual, with more and more local pedestrians and foreign tourists, and it was a lively scene.
This is a street with a total length of less than one kilometer, relatively close to the city center.
There are shops in the front and residential areas in the back.
There are many Chinese supermarkets, shops and restaurants facing the street. The signs are all in Chinese and English. You can buy all kinds of Chinese goods here. The products on the supermarket shelves are the same as those in China. You can taste different flavors of Chinese food, including sweet from the south and salty from the north, spicy seafood from Sichuan, Cantonese dishes, and snacks.
There’s even a karaoke room, a Chinese medicine clinic and several beauty salons!
Since the abolition of apartheid in South Africa, Joburg Chinese and later Chinese immigrants have gradually gathered here, naturally forming a “Chinatown”.
Different from Chinatown in the Chinese labor era, the Chinese are now the masters of West Loding Street, and their social status is not what it used to be. However, it is also different from the Chinese gathering places in other countries. Residents of other ethnic groups and skin colors also live here.
Many shop owners hire local black employees due to cost considerations.
Walking on this street, Yu Qingfang seemed to have returned to her hometown in the 1990s. As she approached the supermarket she often visited, she saw a group of black young men surrounding the fruit stall. The person who received them was also a black man, a local clerk hired by the Chinese supermarket owner. .
Almost all the locals who frequent this street, especially those who live on this street, can speak a few words in Chinese and can even bargain in Chinese. Before the customer could ask about the price, the black clerk was reminded by the boss and went up to sell the food: “Sweet, eat it. If it’s not sweet, it doesn’t cost any money!”
Yu Qingfang was so amused that he actually spoke broken Chinese to his compatriots.
Although the security situation in Chinatown was better than that in the city center and it was relatively safe during the day, Yu Qingfang still didn’t want to stay here for a long time. She went into the small supermarket to pick out a few daily necessities and bought some vegetables. She looked back behind her to make sure no one was paying attention to her, and took out her wallet. He took out his wallet to pay the bill and hurried back with his things.
“Well done, welcome back next time.”
The proprietress was very enthusiastic and walked right to the door.
Yu Qingfang didn’t want to acce
