Record of northern Myanmar

After two hours, our discussion was over.

I also got what I wanted.

This Alang is indeed of mixed Chinese and Indian descent. His mother is Chinese and his father is Indian. He is also of a high caste.

He is a computer expert, and to use a mysterious term that we find more mysterious, he is a hacker.

Because while in the United States, he hacked into the banking system and changed the amount of deposits.

A pauper who couldn't find a hundred dollars in his pocket suddenly became a millionaire.

The funniest thing is that when he was eating, drinking and having fun, he squandered one million and wanted to repeat his same tricks, but the bank's security system alerted him and blocked his IP address.

Then, he fled back to India overnight, and because his father's family was dominated by his uncle's family, his parents had a very difficult life.

After he tasted the sweetness of a rich life, he ran to Thailand and wanted to continue his old tricks.

However, this time he was not so lucky. He was caught by Ahu.

It would be nice if he only changed the amount in his own account. He should never touch Brother Song's account out of curiosity, which was receiving money every second.

He transferred the money to his account, and before he could warm himself up, Ahu led someone, put on a hood and brought him to Brother Song.

As soon as he heard that what Brother Song and the others were doing was much safer than hacking into the banking system at such a huge risk, he immediately expressed that he wanted to do it with him.

Then I have been in the technical team.

Almost all of the technical tasks such as domestic and overseas account transfers and the hiding of IP addresses in meat machines were performed by him.

I am a person who generally does not hold grudges against others.

But now, when I am free, I also write down Alang in the little notebook in my heart that I must avenge.

"You bitch, I'll make those eyes of yours bubble sooner or later!"

I have a deep memory of his bull eyes.

When I returned to the workshop, I looked at the time and saw that it was time to have dinner again in a blink of an eye.

Unexpectedly, after changing places, I could eat three meals a day normally. This is incredible.

Moreover, I also found that the guards would not attack the piglets easily.

As a result, these piglets have become much happier than before, and they work harder.

While eating, I heard someone whispering next to me.

"This month, the supervisor said that everyone's commission will be based on performance and will be deposited in the card. When five million is saved, you can leave here and go home!"

When I heard this, my ears pricked up.

This news is really new.

If you save five million, you can go home.

There seems to be more than three million in my card, but I have never heard Ahu and Brother Song say this.

What supervisor would say that to them?

I turned my head and looked not far away. The supervisor of their workshop was a stranger.

He was eating with his head down. He looked ordinary and had a stocky figure. He didn't seem like someone who could say such a thing!

Did I miss something?

I wanted to hear if anyone in other workshops had said this, so I stood up with the dinner plate and walked towards the middle.

Someone recognized me and called me "Brother Meng". I nodded to him and continued to look for familiar faces.

Suddenly, a bearded man appeared in my field of vision.

I still remember this person.

At first, he was complacent because he completed 300,000 yuan, won first place, and was rewarded with a fruit. Before the fruit was warmed, I came out with 500,000 yuan.

At that time, he looked at me with clear jealousy in his eyes.

He was stunned when he saw me, then quickly looked away and lowered his head to eat.

I ignored him, but walked not far from him and sat down next to another familiar person.

This is a man wearing glasses who looks like a college student.

This person has always been inconspicuous, but I know him. He was sitting next to the little fat man and Cao Bin before.

After I sat next to him, he seemed a little nervous and stammered "Brother Meng!"

"Glasses!" I called his nickname. "How do you feel about being here?"

"It's... not bad!"

"How much have you saved? When can you go back?"

He was stunned and looked at me in surprise, and the food in his mouth dropped.

"What did you say?"

Judging from his performance, their group did not receive the same message at all.

Why did the supervisor say that?

Could it be that Brother Song has different requirements for different groups?

"Nothing!" I said, "I'm just bored. Come and chat with you." I looked at the little fat man not far away and waved to him.

The little fat man ran over with a dinner plate, "You are here! Why didn't I see you! Huh? Glasses? You are here!"

"A Yang!" The glasses finally showed a smile, and the body seemed to relax a lot.

"Don't be nervous!" The little fat man looked back and forth and said in a low voice: "We are all our own people!"

After saying that, he also made a reassuring gesture.

Glasses exhaled, looked at me again, hesitated for a moment and said, "We heard that Brother Meng..."

"Huh? What about me?" I wondered, what could they hear about me, how much money or how many people did they defraud?

Glasses hesitated again, and didn't say the second half of the sentence for a long time.

The little fat man was a little dissatisfied, "Just say whatever you have to say. I've already said that I'm one of my own. You're half-talking like you're half-pooping. It's uncomfortable!"

The glasses glanced at me again, glanced to the side twice, and drew us closer before continuing to finish the second half of the sentence.

"I heard that it was Brother Meng who killed Cao Bin...that one!"

"What?" The little fat man's voice was a bit high. He quickly looked around and saw that no one was paying attention, so he lowered his voice again, "Glasses, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense!"

I didn't say anything, but I was so shocked by these words that my palms became sweaty.

The glasses may think that me being so calm must have nothing to do with Cao Bin.

He continued: "I heard them say that Cao Bin was caught by Brother Hu and the others in order to save us. Because he blocked Brother Meng's way, Brother Meng killed him!"

"Damn! Can you believe this?" The little fat man was filled with indignation, "Don't you have any brains? He, me, you, and everyone else are all piglets, piglets! Do you understand? How to kill people? If he killed someone, would he still be alive today?"

"Isn't he promoted now? He's still following Brother Hu all day long..." Glasses' voice became lower and lower, and finally he felt that what he said was a bit too nonsense, so he fell silent.

"Fuck!" the little fat man cursed again, "Tell me who said that? He must be jealous that Ah Meng earns more money than him! He was promoted because of his ability! Let's compare our abilities! Grandma, I'm so angry. Got it!"

The glasses looked at me, as if seeking answers from me.

I calmly finished the last bite of the meal and threw the spoon on the plate.

"Tell me who said it, and I'll ask you to join our group!"

The little fat man immediately followed up, "There are only about twenty people in our team, don't be too comfortable, and there are no assessment requirements. They are all long-term jobs. Think carefully!"

For glasses, I should trust those of us who got to know them first.

He bit his lip and moved closer, "Then don't tell others that I said it."

"You don't need to tell me? Tell me quickly, who farts?" the little fat man urged.

Glasses took a deep breath and looked back.

We followed his gaze and saw a man looking back at us.

It was him!

I looked at him and smiled!

I feel that at this moment, my smile must look like a vampire!