my fiancee

Galaye is 52 years old this year. He is a member of the upper house of Thailand. There are 150 people in the upper house of Thailand. The first term is three years, and the term of office is six years thereafter.

The parliament has the legislative power to supervise and approve the budget. It can be said that it is the highest authority in Thailand, so a member of parliament is quite valuable.

Galaye is a member of the Democratic Party. He has been a member for the fourth year. Considering his age, he is relatively young, and he also has a bright future.His personal hobbies are flowers and plants. In his large manor, he has planted many precious flowers and trees and hired professionals to manage them.

"Mr. Galaye, good morning, this is really a wonderful morning." A handsome young man from Thailand walked up from the garden and said in a salute.

He is Mr. Galaye's driver named Wala. He has some mixed blood, so his skin is very fair, looks shy and handsome, and is deeply loved by Mr. Galaye.

"Wala, this is indeed a wonderful morning. Look at the new camellias I bought. They were bought from the East at a high price." Mr. Galaye said proudly, pointing to the blooming camellias in the garden, his favorite One of the most famous flowers is the camellia, which is often purchased from the East at great cost.

"They are so beautiful, they are a gift from nature," Vala praised, "I have a friend who happens to be an oriental man in the flower and tree business, and he told me that there is a kind of top-quality camellia called 'Seven Star Camellia' The petals seem to be two, but actually there is only one, with different colors, very beautiful. There is also a kind called 'Wu Cai Chi Dan' which can produce colorful petals. The petals are in the shape of colorful jets, with colorful spots. 'Phnom Penh Colorful Leaves Dongfangliang' The colorful Phnom Penh shines golden in the sun..."

Mr. Galaye opened his eyes wide in surprise and said, "Wala, I never thought that you have good driving skills and know so much about camellias. What a talent!"

"Hehe, Mr. Galaye, I just heard it from him when I was chatting with my friend," Wala said with a smile, "My oriental friend heard that Mr. Galaye likes camellias, so he specially selected some rare ones. Variety wanted to add a little color to Mr Gulaye's garden..."

Galaye smiled slightly. He has been in the political arena for so long, and he knew that his driver must have received a lot of benefits from others, otherwise he would not have recommended him so hard in the early morning.

"I guess your friend must be outside?" Mr. Gulaye said with a smile.

"You are really a man of great wisdom..." Wala said with a smile, "He is indeed waiting for your summoning outside the door."

"Let your oriental friend come in, I also want to see those rare camellias." Galaye didn't have much dislike for these little tricks, he was in a good mood today, and he could see it for the driver's sake Orientals who want to ask for something.

Old Shen in a suit and leather shoes came in with a trolley. The suit he wore this time was tailor-made overnight, with a neat hairstyle and gold-rimmed glasses, which made his wretched demeanor fade away a lot. Looks more like a successful businessman.

"Mr. Galaye, it is a great honor for me to meet you." After seeing Galaye, Mr. Shen clasped his hands and saluted.

Galaye really likes flowers and trees. When he saw the beautifully decorated float pushed in by the servant behind Shen Laotan, he was instantly attracted.

To get close to a big shot is to do what they like. If the other person blindly gives gifts without knowing their hobbies, it is very likely that they will be flattered.

Therefore, the subordinates around the big man are usually the first target of the raiders. With the relationship of Sarah, Shen Laoqian's ability can be used to the limit.

With a warm smile, he introduced various rare varieties of camellia to Mr. Galaye. Mr. Shen learned a lot of things, including astronomy, geography, flowers, plants, insects and birds. His extravagant explanation surprised Mr. Galaye.

Seeing that the timing was almost up, Mr. Shen took out a pot of beautiful camellias made of gold from the bottom of the float, which caught the eyes of Councilor Galaye.

Shen Laocoan originally wanted to make a camellia made of gold, but time was too tight, so he had to buy a gold flowerpot. All of this was prepared by him in one night. In fact, he did not wait until six o'clock this morning. , still busy preparing.

This is already an unbelievable speed, but he can't do it too hastily, so that being too utilitarian will make the congressman feel uncomfortable. Shen Laotan is a master in this regard.

Sure enough, when Congressman Galayer saw the golden flowerpot, his smile became even more intense. He glanced at Old Covetous Shen and said, "The camellias in the east are really beautiful. I still have an hour to go to work. How about Mr. Shen and I have a morning tea together?"

"It's a great honor..." Old Covetous Shen clasped his hands together and said sincerely.

……

In the Warsaw Prison, the Cold-Blooded Demon still had a zombie-like expression in the dark office, and in front of him sat Iron Fist, who was visibly disturbed.

Iron Fist was secretly brought to the office by the Cold-Blood Demon early in the morning. There have been many horror stories here, and Iron Fist is full of fear. Although he has a lot of power in the prison, he is a prisoner after all, and the Cold-Blood Demon is like He is the emperor here, with the power of life and death, and his boss is just a joke in his eyes.

"I came to you because I want you to do something for me." The cold-blooded demon said straightforwardly without going around in circles.

Tie Fist's heart skipped a beat, with a smile still on his face, he said, "Just give me an order if you want me to do something, why bother to ask me to come over..."

The cold-blooded demon ignored him, but opened the drawer, took out a black pistol from it, and threw it on the table.

"Kill that Easterner." The cold-blooded demon's voice was cold.

Iron Fist scolded the Cold-Blooded Devil countless times in his heart, if you want to kill yourself or him, you won't do it, let us criminals do it, it's obvious that we are going to take the blame!Iron Fist has already seen this point, that Mr. Su from the east is definitely not an ordinary person, otherwise he would disappear at night when he came in that day.

They didn't want to get into trouble, so they left this matter to themselves and the buffalo, and they would definitely push themselves out as a scapegoat without hesitation in the future.

Although he understands this, Iron Fist still has no way to resist. Stretching his head and retracting his head is a stab. Even if he is pushed out to take the blame in the future, it is better than offending the cold-blooded demon now. Don't go, I'm not that oriental, I'm dying, cold-blooded demons don't care about anything!
"Understood, don't worry, I will definitely solve this matter beautifully!" Tie Fist still picked up the gun with a smile on his face even though his heart was full of grass and mud horses.

This is a big black star from the former Soviet Union, with 7 bullets, powerful, short barrel, light weight, easy to carry, and very flexible to use.

Iron Fist gritted his teeth, checked the firearm, the magazine was full, and then stuck the big black star behind his waist.

The cold-blooded demon nodded and said: "If this matter is done well, I will take care of you in the prison in the future, but if you mess it up, you will see what happens to that bastard buffalo!"

Iron Fist's heart twitched again. After the buffalo was kicked by Su Xinyuan and his arms were broken, the cold-blooded demon threw him into the private room without treating him, and let him suffer from the pain. Even if he saved his life, his arms would be useless in the future. Now, become a useless person!
The Cold-Blooded Demon really lived up to his nickname, he was completely inhuman.

With an iron fist on his face, he walked out of the cold-blooded demon's office under the leadership of the prison guards. He had no choice. This Mr. Su from the east must die!

……

During the noon break, Su Xinyuan was led by the Chaozhou guys to a remote prison cell, where a tall foreign old man with gray hair was lying alone.

The foreign old man curled up on the bed, trembling all over, and groaned in pain.

"Because they were afraid that it was an infectious disease, so they threw it in a private room. I asked someone who is knowledgeable in medicine to look at it and got some medicine for him. However, it is said that he is very sick and may need treatment in a large hospital. If he continues here, I'm afraid it won't last long." The Chaozhou guy said.

"I'll go in and have a look." Su Xinyuan said.

The Chaozhou guy signaled the younger brother to use the electronic card to open the cage, and Su Xinyuan and Fatty Wang walked in.

"I gave him painkillers and some morphine last night, and he should be more conscious today," the Chaozhou man added outside, "but don't take too long, otherwise the prison guards will have a hard time doing it."

"Understood, thank you." Su Xinyuan said.

The grey-haired foreigner heard someone talking, barely propped up his body and leaned against the head of the bed, looked at Su Xinyuan with some doubts and asked, "Who are you? I don't know you."

"Are you Professor Evans? A linguist?" Su Xinyuan asked.

"Oh God, someone finally knows who I am. These bastards gave me a random name and threw me here. They are not the police at all. They are scarier than the most evil gangsters!" Evans The professor said angrily, followed by a series of coughing, he may have a lung problem.

"Who are you? Are you here to save me?" Professor Evans asked Su Xinyuan expectantly as if he had caught a life-saving straw.

"I'm also a prisoner, but I really came to Thailand to find you. Did someone from the East contact you before?" Su Xinyuan asked.

"Oh, yes, is it Mr. Shen? He seems to say that there are important aboriginal texts that he hopes I can help to unravel, but I am almost dying in this state, and I need treatment!" Professor Evans said.

"I'll get you out as soon as possible, you hang on for a while." Su Xinyuan said.

"God bless, thank you!" Professor Evans said excitedly, "You must be sent by God to save me."

"Maybe," Su Xinyuan said, "You are really lucky. Someone will bring you medicine, but I'm not sure when I'll be able to go out. I hope you can hold on."

Su Xinyuan has confirmed that this old foreigner is indeed the target he is looking for, Professor Evans, because he has not discussed the matter with Fatty Wang in prison about the aboriginal characters, so it is impossible for the Chaozhou guy to cheat in advance, this guy It really is that hapless romantic professor Evans.

It is said that he was unlucky because he went to a black prison for no reason while on vacation, but fortunately Su Xinyuan found him. If we use an old oriental saying to describe him, it would be luck among misfortunes.