Northern Myanmar: Years of Dehumanization

"Fuck you, Nana, your conscience finally found out. I'm going to kill you today..."

When I heard the voice on the other end of the phone, I shook my head and twitched the corner of my mouth. It still smelled the same, that's right.

"Okay, come on then."

I put a smile on my lips and asked him to come to the tower.

What do you say to Brother Qing? There must be gratitude and hatred, when he was about to cut off my second brother.

But for now, it seems that they can be used as temporary partners.

If he can become a supervisor, I'm afraid there are traces of Xu Bing's intervention...

In fact, I didn't mean to take advantage of this. At worst, I could pay some money to Hou San after today.

I am a very reasonable person.

Go to the workshop and call Leng Feng, then head to the turret.

Although I know that there should be no danger today, it is still good to be cautious.

When they arrived at the turret, they saw Hou San and Cyclops waiting outside.

As for the group leaders, they should have already arranged them into private rooms.

I can't wait for them in the private room, right?

I wonder, don’t the most important characters often appear at the end? Only in this way can I highlight my grade.

Hou San and Cyclops saw me, came to me and said hello:

"Brother Bai!"

"Well, how many team leaders are here?"

I nodded and asked both of them this question.

"There are more than twenty group leaders in total. Twenty came, and the rest said they had something to do and couldn't come. But when choosing a supervisor, they said they would support you."

Hou San heard me ask this question and reported the situation to me.

Ah.

I sneered in my heart, who knows if the remaining group leaders will support me?

But it doesn’t matter. The minority obeys the majority.

Those who can come this time are those who support me. Even if there are some individuals who have any ideas, they have to be hidden by me. This is the general trend.

"By the way, the team leader of Aqiang's team before, is he here?"

Somehow I thought of Aqiang and asked Hou San.

"Well, not really."

Hou San shook his head and said that A Qiang, the group leader before, did not come.

"Nana, no wonder you want to invite me, it turns out you're not holding back anything good!"

Hou San's voice just fell and he didn't wait for me to say anything more.

A strong arm wrapped around my neck, and then a teasing voice sounded.

Leng Feng next to me wanted to make a move, but I waved my hand to stop Leng Feng.

"Brother Qing, what are you talking about? You've become rich, can't I borrow your power? Besides, you just said you didn't invite me, right?"

I turned around and saw Brother Qing next to me, who had gained some weight.

It seems that people are really happy when happy events happen, and you can see it from their faces.

Brother Qing is wearing a black T-shirt and combat pants. The pants have not changed. After all, they are more convenient for fighting.

There is a gold necklace around his neck, which also confirms his current identity.

In his right hand, he held a cigar. I wonder if it was left by Zhang Liang.

However, the cigar was not lit.

Seeing that there was some white powder on it, I knew that smoking cigars was just Brother Qing's lie.

Gee, why does it feel like Brother Qing is like a nouveau riche? He suddenly rose to power, which made him feel a little dizzy.

However, his attitude towards me has not changed. Maybe there is Xu Bing's factor in it.

"You kid, you are still so good at talking. No wonder you can have both sides."

Brother Qing took his arm away from my neck, stood a little further away, patted my shoulder with his hand and said.

"Brother Qing, are you praising me or hurting me? If I reach a higher level, I will only be the same as you. I will have to rely on you to take care of me in the future!"

A wry smile appeared on my lips, I glanced at Brother Qing and said.

Of course, I can't stick my tail up. To be honest, if I have the opportunity, I would like to be the head of the human resources department.

Of course it's nice to have weapons in your hands. If someone makes you unhappy, just let your brothers do it.

Of course, there won't be that many people who don't have the foresight to mess with the head of the HR department.

This is also the reason why Zhang Liang can live such a nourishing life.

"Your boy, stop talking nonsense, we are already at the door, let's go."

Brother Qing gave me a meaningful look, and then pulled me towards the turret.

The one we entered was private room 201. There were six or seven people inside, sitting on the sofa, chatting intentionally or unintentionally.

When we came in, they all stood up consciously:

"Brother Bai is here, Brother Qing is here too!"

There were complicated looks in their eyes, obviously they knew Brother Qing's identity.

"Thank you brothers for coming to support me. I am lucky enough to be respected by Manager Xu. Thank you brothers for your support."

"When I become a supervisor, I will definitely lead my brothers to become bigger and stronger and create greater glory."

I glanced at them and said politely.

There’s no need to pay for painting a cake, and there’s no need to fulfill your promise. It’s not just about painting as big as you can!

I have become a supervisor. With their status, is it possible that they can come to my office and point their noses at me?

At that time, I was just a big dick and said to them:

"What do you want?"

Are you kidding me? Do you really take it seriously when you make a joke?

Of course, being able to be a team leader in this park also requires some emotional intelligence.

You won't take my words seriously either.

There is a saying that goes like this: Be polite before fighting.

It's one thing if they agree now, it's another thing if they don't agree.

Do you think I would easily let go of those group leaders who didn’t come over?

"What did Brother Bai say? Isn't it our duty to support you? If you don't want to be a supervisor, I will be the first one not to agree!"

One of the group leaders rolled his eyes, patted his chest and said something like this.

This brother knows how to adapt to the wind.

The one-eyed bug glanced at the team leader with his remaining eye, as if he was in danger, and couldn't help but murmured:

"Lick it, just lick it, who can lick you?"

However, no one paid attention to this complaint.

With the good lick from the group leader at the beginning, the rest of the group also responded one after another.

"Okay, thank you brothers, let's have fun tonight and the blame will be placed on me."

I waved my hand to silence them and said to them.

Then he walked out of this private room and went to the next private room.

It's the same familiar process, and there's also a team leader who can take the lead.

With the previous beatings and Brother Qing beside me, the whole process went very smoothly, and the team leaders fully agreed.

In this case, there is nothing you can do if you don't agree. It's inevitable that your arms can't twist your thighs.

After greeting the group leaders, a few of us came to a private room.