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

Hu Laosan's escape became a hot topic in the Moai River Park.

Among the many versions of rumors, there is a widely accepted theory: Jia Wenmin betrayed Hu Laosan and took me to Chiang Mai to capture him. On that chaotic night, Dog King died while covering Hu Laosan's escape, and I was also shot and injured in the melee.

I did not make any refutation of this rumor and never explained it, as if I acquiesced in the authenticity of this version.

Agui was full of doubts about this matter, but because he was outside the villa at the time, he had no idea about the real situation inside.

In addition, he is now my subordinate, so naturally he does not dare to say anything.

Even if he has doubts, he understands that raising questions at this time is not only useless, but may even cause dissatisfaction from me and bring trouble to himself.

Although he is not particularly smart, he at least knows what to say and what not to say.

As for Zhao Min's actions that night, I already had my own judgment in my mind.

That night she shot the dog king, seemingly to save me, but I vaguely felt that it was more out of her personal revenge.

The Dog King's brother once insulted her, and although the latter paid the price with his life, the Dog King's constant pursuit made the matter intensify.

Therefore, it is self-evident that Zhao Min has a deep hatred for the Dog King.

That shot was not only for me, but also for her own personal hatred.

I was well aware of Zhao Min's actions, but I never mentioned it to anyone.

After all, there are some things that require silence, no matter how close the relationship is.

Because talking too much leads to mistakes, and silence is often the best choice.

Everyone has their secrets. If you don't tell some things, once you tell them, it will be counterproductive in many cases.

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A week later, the sun penetrated the gaps in the curtains and shone on my face mottledly.

Zhou Ying carefully pushed the wheelchair I was sitting in through the bustling corridor and came to my office.

In the past few days, under Jia Wenmin's careful care, the entire park seems to be rejuvenated, although it is far from returning to its former prosperity.

In the office, the breeze was blowing the curtains. Jia Wenmin was sitting opposite me, her brows furrowed, and her expression showed a bit of uneasiness.

"Lao Yang, are you really not going to take part in the market?"

I smiled slightly: "Why should we divide it?"

Jia Wenmin sighed, helplessness and anxiety flashing in his eyes.

"You asked me to take care of the entire marketing department by myself. To be honest, I'm really powerless." There was a deep sense of powerlessness in his words.

I gently stroked the tabletop, with my own plans in mind.

"Since I asked you to take care of it, just go ahead and do it without any worries."

I know that he is worried not only about the heavy pressure at work, but also about the bad guys under Wang Meng and Toad in the marketing department.

They are unique, loyal and difficult to handle.

Not to mention the existence of Deng Xiaohua. She is He Hong's person after all, and the forces in the park are complicated.

Jia Wenmin seemed a little more relaxed, but still a little worried: "Okay, I'll try my best."

He stood up and walked out of the office slowly.

As the door slowly closed, Zhou Ying walked over softly and made me a cup of hot tea, the aroma was overflowing.

She knelt down and began to squeeze my injured leg gently.

"You really don't want to go to Mae Sot?" I couldn't help but ask.

I know the environment there will be better and safer for her.

She raised her head and looked at me with her clear eyes, with a slight smile on her lips: "Brother Lei, I'm used to staying in the park. I don't know what I can do when I go to Mae Sot..."

I nodded and understood her choice: "Okay, if you change your mind one day, you can tell me."

"Okay." Her answer was simple and firm.

Watching Zhou Ying carefully treat my injured leg, I felt warm in my heart.

In this park full of undercurrents and crises, it is a rare comfort to have people like Zhou Ying by your side.

For Zhou Ying, maybe there's only so much I can do.

The afternoon sun shines through the curtains, casting mottled shadows in the office.

I am concentrating on planning the personnel scheduling of the park, my fingers are sliding lightly on the mouse, my thoughts are delicate and far-reaching.

Suddenly, the door opened slightly, and Zhao Yuan came back from the old street and walked into my office.

When I saw her, I immediately put down the mouse and gently waved my hand, signaling Zhou Ying to leave temporarily.

Zhou Ying understood, quietly exited and closed the door gently.

At this time, Zhao Yuan had already walked up to me and sat on the chair opposite me, with a warm smile on her face.

The antique little wooden box in her hand aroused my curiosity.

This small wooden box is only two fingers wide and looks like a decoration or some kind of pendant.

"What is this?" I asked, a hint of confusion in my voice.

Zhao Yuan handed the small wooden box to me: "This is the peace charm I went to the old street temple to pray for you."

I took it and played with it gently in my hands.

Just when I was about to open the box and take a closer look, Zhao Yuan reminded me softly: "Don't open it. There is a peace charm inside. It won't work if you open it."

"Do you still believe this?" I smiled bitterly, put the pendant on the table, and looked at her in confusion.

She smiled softly, with a deep light shining in her eyes: "People have to have some faith."

Her words seemed to touch a chord deep in my heart.

I paused and changed the subject, "What did you say this time?"

"It's done. The Wei family asked me to ask you if you want to go to Lao Cai to develop?" Zhao Yuan said with a hint of inquiry in her tone.

I took a deep breath, thought for a moment and then said, "What do you think?"

"I think if you really want to make money, you'll have more opportunities in the old streets. But if you just want stability, it's better to stay here." She analyzed clearly.

I nodded and decided: "Then let's stay on the Moai River side for now. As for the Wei family side, try to have as little contact as possible in the future and keep a distance."

"Yeah, I think so too." She answered simply.

I lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and then said, "Now I'll hand over the marketing department to Jia Wenmin, and I'm going to let you take care of the logistics, how about that?"

"I can do it all." She smiled easily and continued, "Anyway, except for business, I have no problem with anything else."

Our conversation gradually deepened in a relaxed manner, and I asked her: "Then do you want to return to China?"

"What are you going to do back home? Now is not the time." Her tone revealed a deep understanding.

"What about going to Mae Sot?" I continued to ask.

She smiled, with a cunning light in her eyes: "I think it's better to stay in the park. Your concubine is over there in Mei Suo. She doesn't know what to think when I go there."

I shook my head dumbfounded, Zhao Yuan could always reveal my little secrets easily.

"Concubine?" I pretended to be surprised.

"Isn't it true? When we were in Mae Sot, you and that Lin Ya were flirting. Do you think I didn't see it?" She seemed to have read through my mind.

Then, she suddenly asked: "By the way, you have no contact with Li Yan?"

I was silent for a moment, not knowing how to answer, so I just responded lightly: "Well..."

Zhao Yuan shook her head, with a hint of helplessness: "You men are really ruthless sometimes."

Faced with her words, I did not refute or say anything more.