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

When crossing the barbed wire fence at the edge of the crocodile pool, I keenly noticed the small movements of the West District security guards, and there was a hint of surprise in their eyes.

I smiled easily, took out a pack of cigarettes from my pocket, and skillfully distributed them to them, trying to ease the tense atmosphere.

My inquiry was casual and natural: "Who is in charge of the security department in the West District now?"

One of the security guards who looked like the leader had a grateful smile on his face when he took the cigarette and replied: "It's Brother Pao, Mr. Yang."

Hearing this answer, I couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

Cannon was once one of the two generals under Xue Bing, and was as famous as A Gui.

Agui is tactful and greedy for petty gains.

Cannon, on the other hand, is taciturn and decisive in his actions.

Now that Xue Bing and Xu Jiang are gone, the entire security department has been turned upside down.

A Gui now follows me and takes control of the security department of the East District, and Cannon has become the head of the Security Department of the West District. This is really beyond my expectation.

After a few words with the security guard, I headed straight to the main office building.

I'm walking on familiar ground, but the feeling in my heart is completely different from before.

When I arrived at the door of Hu Laosan's office, the doorman saw me coming and immediately opened the door for me dedicatedly.

Obviously, Hu Laosan had already heard about my visit.

Stepping into the office, Hu Laosan was sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, smoking a cigar leisurely.

He glanced sideways at me and gently motioned for me to sit on the chair next to him.

I walked over and as I sat down he handed me a cigar. I politely refused: "I'm still not used to cigars. I still prefer Yuxi."

"You haven't changed at all." He smiled, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

"Third brother, aren't you the same?" I lit a Yuxi, took a deep breath, and responded easily.

"Why are you free to come here today?" he asked, with a little curiosity in his eyes.

I blew out a wisp of smoke and replied in a joking tone: "I just came over to see Third Brother and have a chat. Third Brother won't mind, right?"

Hearing this, Hu Laosan took a puff of his cigar, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes: "You are really quite leisurely."

Then he asked: "I heard that you have been studying several new business models recently?"

I nodded slightly and tried to keep a relaxed attitude: "Well, I'm just testing the waters and messing around."

The two of us were sitting in the spacious office, chatting and looking at the park outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The decoration in the office is luxurious and elegant, with exquisite handicrafts placed on Hu Laosan's desk and several expensive paintings hanging on the wall.

The sun shines on the carpet through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and our figures seem to be elongated in the mottled light and shadow.

This conversation is not only a test between two old rivals, but also a reunion of old friends.

Although the words were mixed with caution and maneuvering, to a certain extent, there was an indescribable tacit understanding between them.

Hu Laosan gently put down the cigar in his hand and looked at me seriously: "Yang Lei, who do you think between you and me will eventually be in charge of the entire park this year?"

I smiled faintly and looked firmly: "This is hard to say. If it were before, I think Third Brother, you would have a great chance of winning, but now..."

"What's wrong now?" he asked with a slight smile.

"Third brother, do you want to hear the truth?"

He smiled softly and said nothing.

I thought about it and said, "Compared with before, the third brother now lacks one thing."

Before he could ask, I continued: "Measurement... The third brother used to be very measured, but now the third brother seems to have no measure."

After saying that, I said with a smile: "Third brother, don't be angry. I am an outspoken person. If I say something wrong, don't take it to heart."

"Yang Lei, do you really think you can win me now?" He asked with a calm look.

"Third brother, you should know better than me whether I am sure I can win you." I said calmly.

Our conversation lasted for a while, and the topics ranged from the daily management of the park, to recent business changes, to some personal trivial matters.

Although we all understood that this seemingly casual conversation actually contained our own calculations and plans, at this moment, we all chose to put aside our grudges against each other temporarily.

After leaving Hu Laosan's office, I walked leisurely through the corridors of the West District, but my heart was calm.

I did not leave the West District directly, but turned to the underground computer room, which is the technical center of the park and Zhou Yang's territory.

The door to the computer room slowly opened in front of me, and the scene inside was as it always was, filled with faint electronic sounds and flickering server lights.

Zhou Yang, sitting in front of a computer, holding a cup of hot coffee, his eyes showed a hint of surprise when he saw me.

"Why are you here?" There was a hint of caution in his voice.

I responded with a faint smile: "Can't I come and see you?"

With that said, I motioned to Datu to guard the door, and I slowly walked to the sofa and sat down.

Zhou Yang was silent for a moment, then poured me a glass of water, with complicated emotions flashing in his eyes: "Does Third Brother know that you are here?"

"Is this important?" I took the water glass, shook my head slightly, and then put a USB flash drive on the table.

He looked at the USB disk and asked doubtfully: "What is this?"

I didn't answer directly, but asked: "Did you steal my Bitcoin?"

Zhou Yang's face changed slightly, his brows furrowed, and he was silent for a moment.

I looked at him and continued: "In this park, I can't think of anyone else with this kind of technology except you."

He took a deep breath, as if looking for a suitable answer, and then spoke slowly: "Yang Lei, you also know the status of Third Brother in the park. If you fight him, the chance of winning is really low."

I raised the corners of my mouth slightly and exhaled a puff of smoke easily: "How do you know I can't fight him?"

Zhou Yang frowned and responded: "You have good business skills and a flexible mind. So what? Third brother has seen too many storms. Although you may be slightly better in performance, what about other aspects?"

I didn't answer immediately, but took a deep drag on my cigarette and stared at the computer screen in front of me in a daze.

After a moment, I said calmly: "So you think I am destined to lose this time?"

"There is at least a 70% chance." Zhou Yang said frankly.

I nodded, exhaled another puff of smoke, and said slowly: "I didn't come to you today to discuss this."

He looked at me with some doubts in his eyes.

I picked up the USB flash drive on the table and pushed it in front of him: "You haven't seen your sister for a long time, right?"

These words hit Zhou Yang's heart like a heavy hammer. His pupils shrank suddenly and his face instantly turned gloomy: "What the hell did you do to Xiaoru?"

I shrugged, with a hint of contempt in my expression, and pointed at the USB flash drive: "See for yourself."

His eyes were full of anger and fear, and he quickly picked up the USB flash drive and inserted it into the computer.