Record of northern Myanmar

I go on dating sites solely to chat.

There used to be dedicated chat rooms online.

But it was a messy place, and everyone was hooking up. I just watched the excitement and never chatted.

Ahu just said that I was not the one who killed Sun Qiang.

This turned the questions I had always had into more questions.

If I wasn't the one who killed him, then who was he?

Why did he say I was the one who killed him?

In any case, Sun Qiang tricked me, but I just said harsh words and really didn't want to beat him to death.

But he is indeed dead.

I can't describe how I felt when I got the news.

I feel like a maggot in a vat of sauce. I hate myself and hate myself.

Later, killing two guards didn't seem so hard to accept.

Only Cao Bin, there is always a hole in my heart, air-conditioning is blowing out, no matter how hard I try, I can't stop it.

Now he says that I did not kill Sun Qiang.

I really don’t know which words from Ahu and the others are true and which are false.

In short, I don’t even believe in myself now.

While chatting, my mind was so confused that I couldn't work calmly at all.

I can only relieve myself by chatting with others, because there are many words and many things that no one can say.

Unexpectedly, after I finished chatting, I suddenly realized.

When talking to these people, I have unconsciously used words such as temptation.

I closed my eyes and cursed myself, Damn it, this is all it has to offer?

When I opened my eyes again, I was completely calm.

Looking at the chat history, I mentally designed the next plan.

After a while, the little fat man would go to the front to take a look, and then return to his seat.

He asked ten of them to operate the online gambling software with him, while the others continued to catch piglets in the game.

At noon, Ahu came back and asked the guard to take the others to dinner.

He followed me slowly toward the cafeteria.

Today everyone is in the dormitory, and the entire factory area seems very quiet. There are only about 20 of us walking on the road.

If you forget that this is a fraud gang and it is in Myanmar, this living environment is still very pleasant.

"How do you feel?" Ahu asked me.

"It's okay! This method won't work quickly." I said honestly.

"Well, that's true!" Ahu nodded, "Starting from tomorrow, other workshops will continue with the previous methods, but your workshop will adopt new methods."

He has transformed the working group into a workshop, which is smooth and silky, without any excessive discomfort at all.

The piglets brought this time were not as many as in northern Myanmar, and most of them were new faces.

I estimate that Brother Song may have arranged this because it is easier for newcomers to arrange and train in a new place.

Those skilled piglets, like me, will arrange some small tasks to manage other piglets.

Some of them may be directly disposed of due to mediocre results.

"How do you feel knowing that you didn't kill your friend?"

Ahu suddenly asked this question, which made me break out in a cold sweat.

I squinted my eyes and looked up at the sky, feeling a little dizzy.

"How can you feel?" I snorted, "If you deserve to die, you will die. Living is a waste of food."

Ahu didn't ask any more questions.

After going to the canteen, I saw that only the guards were eating there, and there were no other piggies.

I didn't ask. After dinner, I went back to the workshop.

The next day, there were more people.

Just looking around, there are not even half of the people in the entire workshop, and the other three workshops are probably about the same.

No wonder Brother Song is not in a hurry to make money now, but lets everyone catch piglets first.

"Brother Meng!" A very young piggy called me.

We don’t even remember his name, we all call him kid.

I walked over and he immediately said to me like he was offering a treasure: "Brother Meng, there are three people here, and they all want to come here to make money."

I bent down to read their chat history.

The chat group is called "Universe Crazy Cool Handsome", which is actually a gaming group.

There are more than 300 group members.

He said in it that he was a power trainer for a game company, earning 8,800 yuan a month, including food and accommodation.

Some people in the group said he boasted about not paying taxes, and some were interested and kept asking.

The most recent chat record is from a small group he created temporarily, with only four people in it.

The three people he mentioned were the other three members.

Those three were almost all people who dropped out of school before finishing middle school or high school and hung out in Internet cafes all day doing nothing.

When they heard that there were jobs where you could make money by playing games, they almost didn't consider the authenticity, so they chose to believe it, and urged the kid to recommend them to the company.

I patted his head and said, "Well done! Tell them to ask the recruiter now and ask them to wait for a while while I recruit Brother Tiger!"

"Okay! Got it!" The kid smiled, still childishly.

He is only fifteen years old.

I walked out of the workshop and looked at the guard at the door, "Do you know where Brother Hu is?"

The guard shook his head, "I didn't see it."

I nodded and walked to my residence.

Brother Hu is not here, that means he is still discussing things with Brother Song at his residence.

If not, then he must have gone out to do some errands.

When I arrived at the small building, I went directly to the second floor and knocked on Ahu's door, but no one responded.

I looked at the stairs leading to the third floor, thought about it, and walked up.

When I went up the steps, the door was open, and I saw Brother Song sitting on the sofa reading a book.

Zhang Jiao was wearing a light pink silk nightgown, sitting on the boss's chair and using a computer.

Ahu is not here.

I was about to turn around and leave when Brother Song saw me.

"Ah Meng!" He stopped me, "Is something wrong?"

I replied: "I have something to do with Brother Hu."

"Come in and talk!" Brother Song put down the book, "I asked him to do something. If you have anything, just tell me."

I walked in and glanced at Zhang Jiao. She also looked at me, with a feeling of hesitation in her eyes.

"Brother Song, the kid caught three piglets. I want to ask Brother Hu what the current contact number is in Yunnan."

"Oh? Kid?" Brother Song thought for a while, "Is that the fifteen-year-old kid?"

He also knew it was a child!

"Correct!"

"Not bad!" He nodded appreciatively and looked at Zhang Jiao, "Gillian, have you made arrangements over there?"

I looked at Zhang Jiao in surprise.

Sure enough, she got involved!

"It's arranged!" Zhang Jiao said, took a note, wrote a number, stood up and walked over to hand it to me, "Call this number and we will have our own company in Yunnan in the future. This is the name of the company. "

I looked down at the note and reached out to take it.

"Brother Song, I'll go back, they are still waiting for news."

"okay!"

I turned around and walked out without saying a word to Zhang Jiao.

I heard her saying to Brother Song behind me, "He's still blaming me!"

"It doesn't matter, Ah Meng knows in his heart that you are good to him, and I won't blame you!"

"But he doesn't even look at me now."

"Can't I just look you in the eye?"

Listening to their ambiguous chatter and laughter behind them, I quickly went downstairs.

When I got outside, I took a deep breath and trotted back to the workshop.

"Kid, give them this phone number. This is the company name that can be provided now. You can all take a look at it later!" I said to everyone, "Also, ask them to provide their address, phone number, real name and ID number. Just say that if you come to the company for an interview, you will buy a ticket!"

After I said this, the wild horse parted his mane and was stunned, suddenly turning back to look at me.