Record of northern Myanmar

Since he is Brother Song's teacher, why should he work under Brother Song?

You can be considered an equal to Brother Song, so why do you continue to do this?

Could it be that he was in trouble?

Sure enough, the answer came in the next sentence.

"If those idiots hadn't alerted the domestic police, I would have been fine in Spain, but the Chinese and Spanish police jointly attacked me and I almost couldn't escape! Now I have to shamelessly come to you!"

Brother Song also quickly became polite, "Brother Zu, you are the most polite. Once you join, my place will be completely different. Look at the piglets in the workshop. In just two weeks, you have brought in so many piglets!"

"Hey! You can't call me piggies anymore!" Chen Yaozu said, "The people here are called wage earners. They are all voluntary! Who makes so many people want to get rich?"

"Yes, yes! Brother Zu is right! Haha..." Brother Song laughed along with his words and said to me again: "Ah Meng, you must learn from Brother Zu. I can see his model. That’s right, I’m not afraid of those people running away! As long as you have money, I’m willing to let them lie to his parents!”

I always feel that there is something else in the way this brother-in-law looks at me.

But I was still too young to see through the heart of such an old fox, so I could only smile and nod, "Okay Brother Song, I will definitely learn from Brother Zu!"

"That's right!" Chen Yaozu said again, "The method you used is time-consuming and labor-intensive. You have to chase the piggy when it escapes. And if a policeman sneaks in, it will be even worse than the gain! It's better to use my method. It’s just part-time work and hierarchical management. The more you earn, the more money you get. No one can live with money!”

I smiled, but in my heart I had scolded this pretender for eighteen generations of his ancestors.

Whether the method is effective or not, whether it is effortless or not, still depends on who makes more money in the end.

What's the point of telling me this now, apart from putting on airs and showing off?

"Brother Song, if there is nothing else, I will go do something first." I stood up and prepared to leave.

Brother Song nodded, "Yeah, okay! Don't forget to go around the workshop, just in time to see how the people at Brother Zu's side do things!"

"Okay, I get it!" I agreed, and just as I was about to leave, I suddenly remembered Ahu's words, "By the way, Brother Song! Brother Hu said that the situation in northern Myanmar is unstable now, and he asked you not to go back for the time being."

Brother Song looked up at me, "Did he tell you, or did you see it yourself?"

This question almost revealed what I already suspected about Ahu.

I think it’s easier for Brother Song to believe it if it’s a mixture of truth and falsehood, “Brother Hu took me on a few trips to carry goods, and I ran into trouble several times! Oh, we also caught a Kokang policeman who said he was sent by the Song family to keep an eye on him. He was after me and wanted to take the opportunity to get rid of me, so Brother Hu asked me to come back first to avoid the limelight."

"Guokang police?" Brother Song really straightened his face, "What else is there? How to deal with it?"

I laughed and said, "I just threw it right at the door of the Song family!"

While I was on the road, I received photos and videos from Li Kun.

I took out my phone and forwarded the photos and videos to Brother Song.

"I received this on the way back!"

Brother Song lowered his head to look at his phone, came over for a while and then smiled and said: "Well, good job! The Song family didn't like me from the beginning, so good job! You tell Ahu later... Forget it, I'll call him myself later Call me!”

"Then I'll leave first!" I said quickly.

"Okay, go ahead!" This time he agreed.

I nodded to Chen Yaozu again before leaving. I went downstairs and found Qin Feng, who was already having a lively chat with the guard.

"Brother Meng!" They all stopped chatting when they saw me coming downstairs.

I smiled and nodded, "Are you ready?"

The guard quickly said: "It's done! I didn't expect Ah Feng to be a black boxer before, so I asked him to teach the brothers a few moves."

"You can discuss it yourself later!" I said, "Ah Feng, follow me to the workshop."

Qin Feng greeted the guards and trotted to follow me, "Brother Meng, they said that all important people live in this small building."

I suddenly became happy, "That's right!"

"What kind of important person am I?"

"He's my brother, so he's an important person! Okay, don't think about these useless things, I'll introduce you to another brother!"

Qin Feng naturally has his own interpretation of the word "brother" that I told him.

For example, if I tell him about the guards, he will think that they are "brothers" or "subordinates" who are not familiar with each other and use each other.

And what I told him in private was to introduce him to another "brother", who was one of my own who had a similar relationship with him and me.

He didn't tell me, but I could tell from his habit of talking to these people.

Chatting with the guards without any serious words.

And in front of important people, don't speak.

Only with people close to me, such as me, would I ask some questions or express my innermost thoughts.

Sometimes I feel that he is more thoughtful than me.

When I arrived at the workshop, I first went to the two workshops managed by Chen Yaozu.

The guards at the door all knew each other and greeted each other, and then complained to me in a low voice, "That piece of shit Brother Zu, with his nostrils turned up in the sky, looks down on people so much, but he is so kind to these piggies, but to us? Humph, he is just like a dog. Like! Brother Meng, Brother Song brought such a thing to replace you?"

I didn't know that they would actually have such an idea. It seems that this Chen Yaozu is a liar, a liar who even deceives his own people.

Brother Song trusted him because he was the one who brought him here, so I listened to him, but didn’t he notice when he did this to the people below?

"Just tell me these words, and if they reach Brother Song's ears later, you will feel better!"

The guard immediately laughed and said, "Shouldn't I just talk to your brother Meng? If it's someone else, I'll say good things to him even if you beat him to death!"

"I'll go in and take a look!" I said, "This is Ah Feng, my brother. If I'm not around from now on, you can look for him! Also, I brought cigarettes back. When you go back, go to the small building and find someone to take them to!"

"Thank you, Brother Meng!"

When I entered the workshop, I saw that it really looked like a scene in a large factory.

These people spoke loudly on the phone with thick southern accents.

"I said, don't you understand? I am your leader, and I asked you to come to my office right away. Why do you have so many problems? If something goes wrong, think about it yourself, what will be the consequences?"

"Your account is suspected of money laundering and has been noticed by Interpol. You should immediately transfer all the money in your account to our safe account..."

"Ouch! Can't you even recognize my voice..."

"...There is something that needs to be modified in the contract your company signed with us...If you don't want to cause trouble, don't you mind? Just say it, and I'll just pretend I didn't see it..."

When I hear their tone of voice, there is a black line in their mouth.

Just like this, how much money can be defrauded?

It won’t work if it’s a province other than the south.

I turned back to the door and asked the guard: "How much do these people earn every day?"

The guard suddenly couldn't hold back and burst into laughter. He pulled me away a few steps and said, "Haha...Brother Meng, let me tell you, haha...there are hundreds of people in their two workshops, haha...they can't make enough money every day." 100,000 yuan, haha...that brother Zu said he did a good job, haha..."

I couldn't help but laugh, "How about the remaining two workshops?"

The guard suddenly laughed even harder, "Just the game A Yang played, he made more than one million every day!"