The storm of electronic fraud, the day I was deceived into northern Myanmar

"Red Brother Hainanese Chicken Rice is very famous in Bangkok. You can try it later." Lin Ya introduced it eloquently.

As for eating, I didn't care. I just ordered a set meal and started eating.

During the dinner, Lin Ya asked with a smile: "Manager Yang, what are you doing in Bangkok?"

"It's nothing, I just came to see an old friend." I said perfunctorily.

"Then do you have any specific plans? For example, do you want to go shopping soon? Or where will you go tomorrow?"

I took a sip of chicken soup and said, "After dinner, we will go back to the hotel to rest. You can go wherever you want. Anyway, when I want to go out, you have to be there when I call."

She grinned: "In that case, I will stay in the hotel and wait for your orders."

I nodded and continued eating.

After dinner, when I returned to the hotel, I called Wang Feiyu.

Who would have thought that when I called, no one picked up.

This makes me a little puzzled.

Before departure, I contacted him and agreed that I would call him as soon as I arrived in Bangkok.

What's going on with this guy?

I threw my phone on the bed and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

After taking a shower, I felt much more relaxed.

The water droplets slid down my skin. I dried it gently with a towel and put on clean clothes.

Just when I was about to lie on the bed and rest, thinking about why Wang Feiyu didn't answer the phone, the doorbell suddenly rang.

I walked over and opened the door and found Lin Ya standing outside.

She wore a black lace suspender dress with simple yet sexy lines that outlined her figure.

Her hair was gently spread over her shoulders, with a mysterious smile on her lips.

"Manager Yang, I want to talk to you." She smiled softly.

I was slightly startled, but quickly regained my composure.

I gestured for her to come in, but I was thinking about her purpose at the moment.

Lin Ya walked into the room and sat elegantly on the sofa, crossing her legs, her posture relaxed but showing an unusual tension.

"What's the matter?" I asked.

She chuckled lightly, and then said slowly: "I know you didn't come to Bangkok casually. I just wanted to say that if you need help, or if there is anything I can do..."

As she said that, she stood up lightly, with a gentle but seductive gait, and slowly walked to me.

There was a deliberate intimacy in his demeanor, and he immediately sat on my lap with a teasing glint in his eyes.

Her approach filled the air with a subtle aura.

I smiled slightly and gently helped her up: "I appreciate your kindness. But I do have business to do when I come to Bangkok, and I don't want other things to distract me."

She seemed a little surprised by my rejection, but she quickly regained her composure and sat back on the sofa.

I could tell she was slightly disappointed by my reaction, but she quickly regained her composure and returned to normal.

She picked up the cigarette on my table, lit one and said, "Do you think I'm too old?"

I shook my head and said: "You are thinking too much. I am here to do business. I hope you understand. If you are really short of money, I will give you more travel expenses later. If you want to find someone to be happy For a moment, I can only say sorry."

As soon as these words came out, she burst out laughing, with a strange look in her eyes: "I understand."

Exhaling a puff of smoke, she stood up slowly: "Okay, I won't disturb your rest. If you need anything, call me anytime."

I was a little confused. After she left, I was still wondering what the look in his face just now meant.

Suddenly, I was stunned for a moment, and then I realized it!

Doesn’t this woman think I like men?

I didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but I didn't bother to explain too much. Even if she misunderstood me like this, at least she wouldn't bother me again.

In the next two days, I couldn't contact Wang Feiyu. At first, no one answered his phone calls, and then his phone was turned off.

I don't know if his phone battery is out of battery.

Nothing will happen to him, right?

Thinking of this suddenly made me a little uneasy.

It's not that I'm worried about his safety, but the purpose of my coming here is to expand my new business through his channels.

If something happened to him, my new business would be greatly compromised.

On the third day, I continued to try to call him, but the phone was still turned off.

I thought about it and decided that continuing to waste time like this was not an option. I decided to wait for another day. If I still couldn't get in touch tomorrow, I would go home directly.

After dinner, I was in the room. As soon as I finished talking on the phone with Zhao Yuan, Lin Ya came over.

She walked into the room, concern evident in her expression.

I had just ended the call with Zhao Yuan, and with a look of exhaustion on my face, I asked her, "What do you want from me?"

"Manager Yang, why did you come to Bangkok?" Lin Ya got straight to the point, with a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

I sighed and didn't hide it anymore: "I'm here to find someone, but I can't contact him."

Lin Ya frowned slightly, as if thinking: "Is the person you are looking for Chinese?"

I nodded.

She asked again: "What's his name?"

I looked at her with some confusion: "Bangkok is so big, do you think you can find him?"

Lin Ya chuckled lightly: "Although Bangkok is big, the Chinese community here is actually quite close and has its own circle. I also know some people here who can inquire about information."

"Really?" I couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"Yes." She affirmed with a smile, "If Manager Yang needs help, I can take you to my friend."

I hesitated for a while, then nodded and said, "Okay, take me there and ask."

Anyway, I'm here, so I'm going to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

After coming out of the hotel, Lin Ya drove the vehicle skillfully through the streets of Bangkok.

As night falls, the city lights begin to flash, and the shops and neon lights on both sides of the streets add a touch of charming color to the city.

The car drove through the streets of Bangkok, and finally we came to an area that looked relatively chaotic.

After the car stopped, Lin Ya took Datu and I into a small bar with an inconspicuous appearance.

There are flashing neon lights hanging at the door of the bar. Although the facade is old, it exudes a unique flavor.

Walking into the bar, the lights inside are dim and the tables and chairs are furnished in a Thai style.

The music was low and rhythmic, and the customers were sitting or standing, chatting and laughing.

Lin Ya led us across the bar and straight into the depths of the bar.

At this time, a middle-aged man noticed our arrival and immediately greeted Lin Ya.

He has a resolute face, a tall figure, and is dressed casually, but his eyes reveal a sharpness.

"Sister Lin, why are you here?" the man asked in fluent Mandarin with a friendly attitude.

"I have something I want to talk to Brother Jin about," Lin Ya said with a smile.

The man glanced at Datu and me, a trace of scrutiny flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled and said, "Who are these two?"

"My friend from Mae Sot."

The man nodded, then took out a mobile phone and called someone. He still spoke in Thai, which I couldn't understand at all.

After a while, he hung up the phone and said to Lin Ya: "Brother Jin is upstairs, let you go."

"Okay, I'll go there first." Lin Ya waved her hand and led Datu and I towards the stairs.