In the sinful land of northern Myanmar, a particularly extreme phenomenon has always existed.
In other places, life is the highest, but here, it is the cheapest.
In other places freedom is the most basic, but here it is the most expensive.
In other places you might be shot, but here you live.
In other places, the colors of life may only be colorful, but here, there are at least ten more colors.
This is a hell for good people and a paradise for bad people.
The above are also my insights into northern Myanmar during this period.
I have said similar things many times, but I still have to say it again: Northern Myanmar is really the den of purgatory on earth!
Stop holding on to the dream of getting rich overnight!
When we come here, let alone business opportunities, there is no chance of life!
Although I unfortunately came to northern Myanmar, I was still glad that my first stop was not Myawaddy.
If I had come here as the first stop, and if the blood type was matched again, I might have become the meal of those crocodiles.
Like a fallen leaf sinking to the bottom of the water, no one knew that such a leaf had ever arrived in the world.
I don’t know the purpose of Masked Buddha calling me over.
Deliberately shocking me?
Let me see his cruelty and don't do anything sorry for him?
Or have other ideas.
Anyway, I know that I started vomiting after I went back.
Da Liu also curiously asked me if I had a bad stomach.
I didn't say anything. If I told the real scene, they would probably lose their appetite for two days.
The next day, I went to Tang Zhenhu’s office first.
And told him what happened to the waist last night.
Tang Zhenhu was in a bad mood today. He waved his hands and said, "Why are you telling me all this? What I want is the evidence that he betrayed the company! And the moment when the protection around him was lax!"
Of course I know that these are of little use. The point of telling him is to show my attitude and my loyalty to him.
I immediately said, "I know the supervisor, but I don't know when that opportunity will come up! I hope you won't rush me."
Tang Zhenhu naturally knows this. If he wants to know the core secret of Masked Buddha, he must first gain his trust.
If you want to gain his trust, can you do it in a day or two?
"I don't have to rush you, but you have to take care of yourself. If I know you dare to play tricks on me, hehe,"
I quickly said: "Sister Feng knows who I am! I will never do anything cheating! Besides, I still hope to follow you to live a good life!"
Tang Zhenhu felt very comfortable when he heard this, and he waved his hand to let me out.
My current goal is just one word: procrastination.
Everything is based on your own safety, with multi-party mediation and all-round care.
No matter who wins or loses in this internal fight, I feel like I won’t end well.
Think about it, how many good consequences do spies have?
The next period of time was peaceful.
Masked Buddha would call me over every three times, sometimes to play ball, sometimes to act as his medical assistant.
To be honest, I am totally unwilling to deal with Masked Buddha.
But there is no way, in the company, he is the god!
No one can disobey his wishes. Supervisors like Tang Zhenhu may not tolerate him, but I can't.
In addition, I still have a mission from Old Tang, so I have to go.
Playing billiards is a little better, but I really can't stand it when I'm a medical assistant!
Fortunately, major surgeries like Ka Yaon's surgery are not always available.
At least during this period of time, Masked Buddha has not undergone similar surgeries.
Otherwise, I would have nightmares every night.
All he did were minor surgeries on his fingers or toes.
Who are these people who are being punished?
Some failed to complete their performance, some made major mistakes, and some were new piggies who refused to obey.
In the new company, there are more smugglers, and new ones are reported almost every day.
In this era, Chinese people are not very wary of northern Myanmar.
It can be said that these two years have been the peak years of fraud in northern Myanmar!
Countless smugglers are doing good business, and countless Chinese people are rushing to foreign countries.
I also discovered a phenomenon. In Myawaddy, at least 80% of the piglets are attracted through the temptation of high salaries.
In other words, unlike me, they are not really cheated.
Since you want to get rich overnight, your character is questionable.
Anyway, they are all those unruly people. When they first came here, they even wanted to fight with the losers.
The outcome can be imagined.
In order to conquer these piglets in the shortest possible time, finger torture was naturally arranged.
Generally speaking, Masked Buddha does not participate in the work of taming new piglets.
One day he felt itchy hands and wanted to touch a scalpel, so Sijian asked Sijian to help him find a jerk to practice with.
According to him, if you want to maintain superb medical skills, the scalpel cannot be left alone for a long time, and it must be taken out frequently to see blood.
The truth is this, but when it comes from the mouth of Masked Buddha, I just feel abnormal.
Different from Lei Fei's sharp sword skills, Masked Buddha's fingers reveal a literary style.
I won’t go into the specific details, but it has a perverted elegance anyway.
Masked Buddha would soak his severed fingers in formalin. When he was free, he would walk into his exhibition hall and admire them quietly.
Just say, what is this if not a perversion?
With the contact, I feel that the impression of Masked Buddha on me is getting better and better.
To me, that’s not a fucking good sign!
Why do you say that?
First of all, the more Trust the Masked Buddha has in me, the more he will tell me some core confidential things.
Indeed, he once told me personally that he would take me out to see the world in a few days.
As for what he would take me to see, I guess it would be something that would not be on the table.
Secondly, I have to tell Tang Zhenhu these things.
Maybe it will soon trigger an internal fight between them, then I must take sides at this time!
If you are not careful, it will be a disaster!
But the time to escape is far away now. I really don’t want their fight to come so soon!
To be honest, if this time bomb hadn't reminded me at all times, I would have been addicted to the present day.
Now I am not only a popular person in front of the Masked Buddha, but also a confidant of the Living King of Hell.
Your status in the company is really not that high!
The bitch is very nice and friendly when he sees me. Do you dare to believe it if you tell me?
And the gold medalists and team leaders in the group all rushed to treat me to meals, singing, and massages.
Don’t live your little life too comfortably!
Every night I hang out in Hong Romantic until midnight before coming back.
I am always cautious and always wear a seat belt when driving.
However, I have not lost my true heart by these happy appearances. My past experience tells me that after a great rise, there must be a great fall!
How do you say that?
If God wants you to perish, it will first make you crazy.
At this time, the more I need to keep my mind stable!
It’s okay to play, that’s in agreement, but you can’t be crazy!
As long as you are crazy, you are not far from death.
I understand this, but some people don’t!
Meng Qiang is the kind of person who doesn't understand. No, he's in trouble!
And the disaster is not small!
I heard that the other party wanted to cut off his bell!
What makes me most angry is that there is Duan Lei’s shadow behind this!
