The Divine Eye for Appreciating Treasures: Starting from Escape from Northern Myanmar

I don’t know what these four photolithography machines are used for. They are not the most cutting-edge, but they are not bad either.

This time they didn't ask for a ransom, but for goods. And the whole plan was very successful without any delays.

It seems that Akbang’s success is no accident. These people are not just warriors.

I came here to report on my work today. The two of us were far apart, and there were other people around, otherwise we would be really afraid of rolling into bed again.

After the work report, Xue Lingqiong saw the man walking out of here. Akbang made a lot of money in this exchange. Only a few people knew the whole plan.

A few hours later.

Mandalay International Airport.

The Air China plane flew to the south of Xia Kingdom.

Zhou Xiran appeared here. She was going to Hong Kong to deal with some things.

She was sitting in the first class cabin and glanced at the back from the corner of her eye. There was someone going with her on this trip, but he had personal matters and he was extremely low-key and did not buy a first class ticket.

The two people went back together, and it was a temporary decision, so no one knew which one left.

And he left alone.

A few hours later, the flight landed at a seaside airport in Xia State.

Zhou Xiran was very curious and wondered what the man came back for.

Of course there is no problem in returning to Xia Country, and no one knows his identity, so it is very safe.

And it is very difficult to deal with him.

After getting off the plane, Zhou Xiran got on a special car, which started driving towards Hong Kong.

As for that one, Zhou Xiran didn't dare to inquire about it. When the time was over, he would see if he wanted to go back to Akbang together.

In this prosperous city on the seaside, there is a five-star luxury hotel, which is like a bright pearl inlaid on the blue coastline.

The golden sunlight shines on the hotel's glass walls, reflecting dazzling light, making the building stand out among the many skyscrapers.

At the entrance of the hotel, there are all kinds of luxury cars parked. The license plates of these vehicles come from all over the country, and they seem to tell the stories of their owners.

Every luxury car represents an identity, a status, and also represents success and glory.

Today is the day of high school reunion, and for many people, this is an important day.

Some successful people in the class have achieved remarkable achievements in their respective fields through their own efforts and talents.

Not only did they have a successful career, they also took the initiative to bear all the expenses of the party, invited the whole class to participate, and provided full reimbursement.

The students arrived at the hotel one after another, their faces filled with excitement and anticipation.

Some wore stylish suits, some wore elegant dresses, and everyone dressed up carefully, hoping to show their best selves on this important day.

At this moment, Zhang Fan also appeared.

No mask, just a simple outfit of jeans and a white shirt, very ordinary attire.

Zhang Fan's arrival attracted attention at the hotel entrance, and one old classmate who particularly attracted attention was Huang Zhijun.

Huang Zhijun has a sly look and always seems to be a bit cunning.

At the moment, he was leisurely smoking a Huazi cigarette. His suit and tie formed a sharp contrast with his image, giving people a feeling of incongruity.

Huang Zhijun recognized Zhang Fan at a glance. His eyes were wide open, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

He threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and walked quickly towards Zhang Fan. His voice became louder unconsciously, for fear that the people next to him wouldn't hear: "Zhang Fan? You? Didn't you go to engage in telecom fraud? Why are you back? You're in jail. No?"

Huang Zhijun's words were full of surprise and questioning, as if Zhang Fan was a criminal who had just escaped from prison.

There was a hint of disdain and sarcasm in his eyes, as if he was still brooding over Zhang Fan's past.

"Zhang Fan?" Huang Zhijun's voice was like a stone, causing ripples on the calm lake.

This name is too familiar to every old classmate present.

For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Zhang Fan who had just appeared.

Zhang Fan, this name has a special place in their hearts.

Back then, he sat first in the class with his outstanding grades, and was admitted to the coveted Shangjing University with the best results in the local area.

However, after graduating from college, the news about Zhang Fan became vague and contradictory.

There were rumors that he was involved in the electronic fraud industry, and he gradually lost contact with his classmates.

This once dazzling academic leader seemed to have disappeared from everyone's sight overnight.

At this moment, his appearance was like a new chapter in an unfinished story.

The images and emotions that had faded out of memory resurfaced in everyone's minds.

Many female classmates couldn't help but cast their eyes on him, because Zhang Fan was once their idol in their youth.

His every move and every word made their hearts flutter.

Today, although the years have left traces on everyone's face, those youthful and beautiful memories are still as clear as yesterday.

Zhang Fan felt the gazes coming from all around him, filled with curiosity, surprise, and a hint of nostalgia.

He smiled and greeted his classmates one by one, as if he had returned to that innocent time.

And those complicated emotions and rumors seem so insignificant at this moment.

This time I came to attend the class reunion because there was no problem with my identity. Of course, there were still some things to deal with.

Telephone fraud?

There are quite a lot of rumors. I have indeed disappeared for many years and there has been no news about me.

Because I have been in Akbang and developing in Akbang over the years.

Zhang Fan looked at the two people who walked out of an old Rolls-Royce Phantom in front of him, a perfect match.

The man is handsome and charming, and the woman is elegant.

This is also the most enviable couple in the class, and the goddess in front of them once wrote a love letter to Zhang Fan.

Now two people walked over step by step.

Everyone also looked at Zhang Fan. The former male god had not changed at all. If there was any change, it was that he became taller, more handsome and charming, and had a fascinating temperament.

It’s just that everyone has grown up and become mature. We no longer judge people by their appearance, but still look at their hard power.

"I'm sorry. My father has just been promoted. The family celebrated him. He is now a minister. Everyone will see it when the time comes. It's too late."

This person is Huang Yongsheng, the monitor of the class.

The one next to her is the goddess of our class, Huang Linmei.

"Congratulations, Mr. Huang, Minister, if you take one more step, you will have to go to that side."

The classmates started to fawn over me.

Huang Linmei just swept her eyes over Zhang Fan from head to toe, and nodded slightly as a greeting.