Record of northern Myanmar

The little fat man is really a genius, but he is only obsessed with the software he designed to maximize profits.

As for whether it was a lie or something else, there was almost no difference in his eyes.

The website he designed is just a phishing website, and it is bilingual in Chinese and English.

"Ayang, you are like this!" I thought for a while, "You can design it and divide the piglets in the workshop into groups, those who play games, those who make friends and fish, and others. In short, you can separate the ones you think can be listed separately. Come in groups. From now on, piggies will be divided into various groups according to their own conditions. What do you think?"

The little fat man lay down on the table, glanced back and forth with his little eyes, tilted his head and asked in a low voice: "Are you talking about here?"

I was stunned, "Isn't it?"

He blinked, "I prepared this specially for that side, that side!"

He emphasized that side and moved his mouth hard to the other end.

It suddenly dawned on me that he was talking about the place in the south that I wanted to do.

I quickly shut up, leaned down on the table, and spoke to him in a low voice.

"I'm going to find Ah Hao and try to get you there first. When we get there, what computers, phones, and other messy equipment do you need? Hurry up and prepare them. Then we can start!"

"Don't we need to decorate it over there first?"

"You go, just take a look! If you need anything from Mao Mao Ni Ni, just let them do it! You stay here first, I'll go find Ah Hao!"

I stood up, cleared my throat guiltily, took a look at the situation in the workshop, and left.

Since Ahu asked Ahao to take people to the south, it means that Ahao is his, not Paul's.

As for whether Ah Hao plays Mission: Impossible in the end, that's none of my business. That's because Ah Hao doesn't know people well.

However, I do admire Ahu's vision. This situation almost never happens.

Just because he doesn't trust anyone's character easily, when he uses everyone, he will definitely go through long-term inspection and testing.

When Ah Hao had nothing to do, he would rest in the office building. When he was bored, he would go to the gate to chat with Alai and the others.

Alai sat in the same car with the little fat man last night and returned to the park first, so he didn't encounter what happened last night.

But when I came back, he didn't show up. Maybe he went home.

When I arrived at the gate, I saw the two of them huddled together, smoking and talking.

I walked over slowly, and the two of them turned their heads, seeming a little surprised.

"What's wrong?" I asked funny.

Alai hugged me and patted me hard on the back, "It's okay! It's okay!" He let me go and looked up and down, "I just heard Ahao talk about it yesterday. Why didn’t I ride in the same car with you?”

"Can I blame you? Who would have thought of this! It's okay, it's okay!" I said politely to him and looked at Ahao.

Ah Hao, using his smoking posture, whispered: "The people I brought went to the south first. Ah Feng came back with Ah Juan, and I asked him to go there directly!"

I nodded, "Alai, can you go away?"

"It's no problem for a day or two."

"Okay, you take Ahao for a trip, and come back after you have settled the people!"

"No problem. Do you want to bring Sister Jiao with you?"

I nodded, "Bring it on, just expect her to spend money!"

Ahao smiled and cursed "Fuck!"

Alai also smiled, "Understood!"

I also think this is a bit untrue, but it is the truth, and Zhang Jiao said it herself.

"You think of a way to get A Yang away. It's best to make Brother Song think that there will be no such person in the future. Can you do it?"

The two looked at each other and nodded.

Ah Hao said: "Just make it an accident."

Alai added: "I'll find someone to make arrangements."

"Okay, you can decide when. Then you can have a good relationship with A Yang. I can't go out, so everything depends on you."

After I finished speaking, I was going back. Since I had nothing to do, I went to see Brother Song for tea and a chat.

When I'm with him, if something happens to anyone outside, it won't be blamed on me!

Besides, I still want to cause some trouble for that pig brother. If I don’t trouble him for a while, I will feel uncomfortable all over.

By the way, what happened last night must also be blamed on him. Who told him not to mess with me?

I don’t care if it has anything to do with you or not, I’m happy with it, but I just don’t like it!

I feel quite happy today, not at all affected by the incident where I met the killer last night.

When I arrived at the small building, I greeted the guard with a smile and walked upstairs.

Brother Zu was sitting inside. Brother Song was busy in front of the computer for a while, put away the materials and put them in the bookcase behind him. When he turned around, he saw me.

"Ah Meng? Didn't you sleep a little longer? How is the injury on your hand?" he asked with a smile.

I raised my gauze-tied hand, looked at it, said, "It's okay!" and walked in with a smile, glancing at the bald head.

"Come and sit!" Brother Song greeted me.

I wandered over and said, "Good morning, Brother Zu!"

I deliberately said the word "Brother Zuzao" very hard, just to make him feel that I did it on purpose.

Sure enough, he glanced at me, snorted coldly, and said to Brother Song with a sullen face: "A Song, you must give me an explanation for this matter, otherwise how can I still hang out in the future? After all, I am also famous in this circle. Someone with a surname. You were tricked by a little brat. If you tell me, people will say that you, Asong, can't control the piglets under your hands!"

He spoke to Brother Song in a tone of voice, and from time to time he snorted and glanced at me with great disdain and contempt.

The way he looks is really not good enough in front of me.

Especially her tone of voice was like coquettishness, but it was a pity that she was a man.

She might as well be the woman he made pregnant!

I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"You still have the nerve to laugh? If you don't kowtow and apologize to me for what happened yesterday and compensate me for my mental losses, you will be thrown into the sea to feed the fish with just one word from me!"

After hearing this, I laughed even louder.

Brother Song quickly glanced at Chen Yaozu and lectured me with a smile: "Ah Meng, what happened yesterday was a bit too much! After all, Brother Zu is also one of our own, not a piggy. You put him on the big screen to open the market, and let so many people Everyone can see...there's something bad about it!"

This was said without any pain, which made Chen Yaozu very dissatisfied.

"A Song!" he shouted, "You can't do this, how can you convince the public?"

"Oh!" Brother Song raised a gentle smile, "Brother Zu, how about you teach me how to do things?"

When I heard this sentence, I knew that Brother Song was very impatient.

Although there were some hints before, everyone knew that he was still hesitating and would at most go hide outside for a few days to be clean.

Chen Yaozu didn't realize anything and said: "If it were me, I would skin him and show him his cramps to see who would dare to commit the same crime in the future! Hmph!"

He snorted coldly at me, and I looked at him with a half-smile, leaning on the side of the sofa.

Before he could speak, he spoke again.

"Look at how he looks, he's so unruly! He doesn't sit well and is arrogant. He's just a little hooligan!"

I put away my smile, sat down, and looked up at him, "Brother Zu, is this okay?"

He snorted again.

I said slowly: "I'm giving you face, so you have to keep it! If you don't want it, just say it, no one is willing to put their hot face on your cold ass! If you have the ability, go out and do it alone." Don't stay here and eat free rice! Brother Song doesn't want to talk to you, he is giving you face. If you don't want it..." I also snorted coldly, "That would be so shameless!"