That's right, when Nuokang was handed over in 2012, people's impression of the Golden Triangle was just that the place was poisonous and chaotic. Although the country has always been shrouded in the haze of 'fraud', at this time, this news has not ignited the entire network.
In other words, not many people in the country know that northern Myanmar is a hotbed of fraud parks, so it is so effortless to bother people here these days.
Under my instruction, Bujea explained: "Now the park has become a pillar industry of Meneng. Even though this park only has a few buildings and no decent machinery, its annual output value can exceed 100 million. "
"Nearly ten parks like this in Menneng have been built so far. The small Menneng County can generate more than one billion in revenue a year just by relying on this thing."
"How many!"
He Chuntian finally saw someone who spoke happily, and quickly chased after him, asking in surprise.
"A billion."
Burea said unhurriedly: "Even if it doesn't reach it, it's almost the same. After deducting what falls into the hands of those bosses, what ends up staying in Mengneng County is likely to be more than half."
He Chuntian looked at Burea in shock: "Isn't this almost the same as the income in the village?"
"Yeah, that's basically it."
“But the park can bring more than just that.”
"In all the nightclubs, shopping malls, and supermarkets in the bustling Meneng you just saw, who do you think the most people visit?"
"Let's take a look at the 570s we occasionally see on the street. Do you think we, the Wa people, can afford to drive one?"
“It’s all those park owners!”
"Some of them are working together as a family to build a park, and some are supporting a park with several companies. When they have money, they start to buy land and build buildings here, continue to operate the next park, or buy luxury cars or build villas. .”
"Mr. He, do you know that the first villa area in Mengneng has been built?"
"We, the boss of 729 Park, have already moved in."
He Chuntian looked at Burea and asked eagerly: "Where is the boss of Park 729?"
Burea pointed back: "That's the little mute standing behind you."
"It's you!"
He Chuntian's eyes almost fell out!
He had heard that the park made money, but the expression on his face said that he had no idea that the park could make so much money!
"This fraud..."
"Fraud?" Burea was finally able to show his wits for once. He actually looked at He Chuntian with the eyes of a countryman and said, "It's okay to say fraud, but it's not just fraud here."
He led He Chuntian into the connecting building. As he slowly walked through the live broadcast rooms, he opened the door. Inside, the girls wrapped in stuffed toys were twisting their bodies hard;
He led He Chuntian past the 'gambling board' again. The beautiful female dealer was smiling at the screen. There was not a single customer in the entire casino, but he saw the dealer constantly dealing and collecting cards;
Immediately afterwards, we went to Building 4. As soon as we entered the corridor, we heard a buzzing sound. In the work area, young people with headsets on were chatting with customers through virtual numbers;
Then we moved to Building 7, where the "order plate" was also continuing. Everyone was busy replying to various messages with their mobile phones equipped with "cat pool".
When we returned to Building 2, the entire work area was filled with the sound of keyboards. The pig-killing trays here were in order, and a thick book of 'talking skills' secrets was placed on each Gouti's computer desk. Sometimes we were halfway through chatting. Goutui will pick up the secret book and excerpt it page by page.
After visiting all the areas in the park, this time, we led He Chuntian back to the office on the second floor.
Fortunately, none of the people who greeted me along the way dared to come forward after seeing my indifferent expression, and no one came to discuss work issues with me.
Afterwards, I sat on the main seat in the office as usual and handed He Chuntian a cigarette. Only then did Burea introduce him and said: "He is the leader here."
While talking, he also gave He Chuntian a glass of water from the water dispenser.
He Chuntian has not yet woken up from the shock. He really can't see how a place like this can have an annual income of over 100 million.
In 2014, who are the people with an annual income of over 100 million? That's called a billionaire!
Rich man!
A little mute turned out to be a billionaire? He didn't believe it anyway.
I also saw that he didn't believe it.
At this time, I took out my phone, slid open the screen lock, found an app at random, and started typing on it: "What does Mr. He usually like to eat? If he has any taboos, I will ask someone to arrange it."
He Chuntian took the phone, took a look at it, and immediately typed a line on it and said: "It doesn't matter what you eat, can you tell me about the park?"
The two of us were either sending typed chat messages, or we were simply opening a notepad-like software and typing on it, and I was very careful that after typing a line, I would delete it all.
When I saw the text that He Chuntian brought over, I didn't delete it this time. Instead, I randomly typed a few words on it, such as 'crocodile, pangolin, monkey brain' and other things that are not common in daily life, and gave it to Boureia. Finally, he raised his chin at him.
Bujea understood it and said: "You guys talk, I will make arrangements."
Just as he was about to leave, I quickly grabbed Burea's arm, pointed upstairs, waved my hand, and then pointed downstairs.
Bujea understood and asked: "Not upstairs, but in the newly opened restaurant downstairs?"
I nodded.
Brea went out.
The next second he went out, I was still typing text on my phone with a normal expression, but the content of the text completely changed!
"Be mentally prepared first."
When I handed this line of writing to He Chuntian to read, he raised his head and looked at me in surprise while holding his cell phone.
I took my phone back, deleted the text, and continued typing: "I know what you are here to do."
"I can help you."
I held this type of text in my hand for a long time, until He Chuntian's eyes started to flicker when he looked at me, and then he handed the phone over.
He Chuntian froze there. When I went to get the phone again, He Chuntian held it tightly and did not let go.
Then, he slowly let go of his hand, waited for me to take the phone out of his hand, and typed again: "There are cameras and monitors everywhere here, so I can't say too much to you."
"It's okay downstairs. There's a newly opened restaurant downstairs."
"90%."
When I brought the phone to He Chuntian, as soon as he took it in his hand, he immediately turned back and looked at the door.
He fears!
(End of chapter)
