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

I stared at Ren, with a hint of inquiry in my eyes: "You came to me just to ask about this?"

My voice was calm, but there were waves in my heart.

Today's trip was not originally initiated by me, but Aren suddenly asked me to come here because he wanted to discuss something.

This location, this topic, seemed to point to something he desperately wanted to discuss.

He took out a puff of smoke leisurely, and the smoke slowly spread between us, as if he was setting the stage for the next topic: "Actually, I think Sister Hong worries too much about things sometimes."

His tone was somewhat introspective, as if he had his own deep thoughts on the current situation.

I asked curiously: "Oh? How do you say this?" At the same time, I took out my Yuxi cigarette from my pocket and lit it. The faint scent of tobacco immediately joined the smell mixing battle in the room.

He spoke slowly and at a leisurely pace: "When Viagra was diagnosed, I told her that Xintai Group does not necessarily have to focus all its attention on the piglet business. With the group's resources and channels, It’s completely possible to expand in other ways…”

Before he finished speaking, I laughed softly: "Like drugs?"

A Ren was stunned for a moment, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he nodded thoughtfully: "That's right! I know that Tang Zhilong has already started doing business in this area, and it's a huge profit."

His attitude was firm, as if he had regarded all this as an inevitable trend.

I nodded and looked thoughtful: "Yes, the drug business is indeed profitable, but have you ever thought that there are already many people working in this market. Once Xintai Group joins this market, will other forces remain indifferent? "

My questions were not random, but I was trying to make him aware of the underlying risks and complexities.

Aren smiled nonchalantly: "What's the point? What kind of business has the group not grown from scratch in the past few years? As long as you have this idea, it's not difficult to do it!"

His tone was full of confidence and ease, as if all difficulties were insignificant in his eyes.

After hearing his remarks, I roughly guessed why Liu Yun asked me to help her deal with Aren.

His ambition and rashness have obviously touched certain boundaries that should not be touched. I am afraid that Liu Yun's concerns are precisely because of this reason...

Although Aren's plan is tempting, the danger is also obvious.

Although Xintai Group is powerful, the drug market is far more complex than imagined. This is not only a business competition, but also a game involving life and death.

For example, the same goes for the electronic fraud business in Lao Cai. It is still a profitable business, but not everyone can do it if they want to.

Large resources are basically controlled by the four major families. Once anyone tries to change the situation, they will attack them in groups.

This principle is the same for today's Xintai Group.

Xintai Group has finally stabilized its human smuggling business over the years. Once the battlefield changes, it will easily touch other people's cakes, and it will inevitably take advantage of the accumulation over the years.

I believe that Liu Yun must have thought of this, so she did not cooperate with Tang Zhilong.

As for Aren, he only saw the benefits and ignored the dangers.

I took a deep drag on the cigarette, letting the taste of tobacco fill my mouth, as if this would make me think more clearly.

My eyes inadvertently slipped to Aren's throat, where all his ambitions and strategies seemed to pulse.

Deep in my heart, a dangerous thought involuntarily arose, but I quickly suppressed the impulse and continued the conversation with a calmer attitude.

I slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, and the faint smoke danced between us, as if conveying some kind of secret message: "Have you talked to Sister Hong about the idea of ​​​​drug business?"

Aren was silent for a moment, and then replied softly: "Not yet."

I asked with a little curiosity: "Why didn't you tell her?"

A wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if he was laughing at his helplessness: "Because I know it's useless even if I tell her, she won't agree."

I smiled softly and tried to explore his true intention: "Since you know the result, why do you want to tell me?"

Aren took a deep drag on the cigarette, as if to sort out his thoughts in this short period of time: "You are different... Judging from Sister Hong's attitude towards you, she seems to trust you. I have been with her for so many years, except After she has such an attitude towards Viagra, you are the second one."

His words revealed a high regard for me and his expectations for me.

I smiled softly and concealed my attitude even more unfathomably: "So, you want me to be a lobbyist? To convince Sister Hong?"

There was a hint of ridicule in my words, but I knew in my heart that Aren's request was by no means simple.

"Not bad!" Ah Ren's body leaned forward involuntarily, with a glimmer of hope and determination in his eyes, "If you are willing to do me this favor and wait until the internal affairs of Xintai Group are resolved, I can let you get More benefits!”

There was an unconcealable urgency in his voice.

I raised my eyebrows and asked half curiously and half jokingly: "For example?"

My eyes were sharp, trying to see the deeper intention behind his words.

"Like more money?" He suddenly laughed loudly, and the laughter echoed in the box, as if it contained some kind of release pleasure.

At this moment, I realized that Aren's ambition was far more than that. His goal was to realize his plan through me, the person he thought could influence Liu Yun's decision-making.

I pretended to be thoughtful, pursed my lips, stood up and walked to the massage bed nearby: "What else can you do at this place besides massage?"

"What do you want?" Aren asked with a smile.

"Are there no other services?"

"Of course."

I smiled, and there was a bit of elusive cunning in that smile.

My eyes glanced around casually, finally stopping on the slender pajama belt beside me.

I reached out and pulled it off inadvertently, spinning it lightly in my hand. The belt swayed gently with my movements, making an inaudible rustling sound.

Seeing this, Aren raised his brows slightly, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes, but he did not ask any questions, he just stared at me quietly, as if waiting for something.

I approached him gently, taking every step calmly and slowly, as if I was enjoying the coming murderous intention. As I walked, I said slowly: "If you want me to mention this matter to Sister Hong, it's actually not wrong." Okay. Just..."

My voice was drawn out, full of hints.

Before I finished speaking, I suddenly wrapped the belt around Ren's neck like a snake, and then pulled back suddenly.

This action was swift and powerful, full of unquestionable determination.

This sudden turn of events caught Aren by surprise, and his expression instantly changed from surprise to panic.

But soon, he struggled like a trapped animal, his eyes shining with eagerness and ferocity.