Northern Myanmar: Years of Dehumanization

Although I already had some guesses in my mind, I still pretended to be stupid and said:

"Brother Hu, what do you mean?"

Brother Hu looked up at me with a meaningful look in his eyes:

"I mean, since you can open an order worth 70,000 yuan in such a short period of time, I think by the end of the month, it should be more than enough for you to make an order of 150,000 yuan, right?"

Tsk, as expected, have you seen Tuqiongdagger?

"But, Brother Tiger..."

According to my point of view, of course I don’t want to agree. Even though I have the USB disk, what the hell is my performance that is directly more than 100,000 yuan more than the average dog push?

This is simply too much bullying...

But before I finished speaking, Brother Hu interrupted me:

"This is the last performance increase. How about you do 150,000 this month? Brother Tiger is not making things difficult for you. Brother Tiger also has difficulties. If I fail to meet the target by the end of the month, I will also be punished."

"Xiao Bai, Brother Tiger is in trouble now, don't you want to help me with this?"

Brother Hu said this, his eyes became sharp, and even his voice became cold.

grass.

I cursed inwardly.

This bastard is obviously ready to intimidate.

Where is the tone of discussion here?

But what I'm a little curious about is, if the performance is not up to standard, why not rely on A Bin?

Logically speaking, since he is the performance king, he naturally has to take care of the team?

Faced with the current situation, I had no choice but to grit my teeth and agree.

Since he has said that this is the last performance increase this month, he probably won't make things difficult for me in the future.

"Haha, it's great. You are my right-hand man. If you treat Brother Tiger like this, Brother Tiger will not treat you badly."

Brother Hu said this, took out a chip with a face value of 10,000 and a face value of 5,000 from his drawer, and threw them directly to me.

I took it and looked at him with some confusion in my eyes.

"These commissions were supposed to be paid to you at the end of the month. I gave them to you first at my own expense. Brother Hu, I trust you very much. Work hard."

Brother Hu explained it this way, and I understood in my heart. It turns out that this is the so-called commission.

Damn it, come to think of it, no wonder you gave me this money in advance. It turns out that it was money to buy your life.

If I hadn't been given the money at that time, I wouldn't have gotten it at all.

Now that I think about it, Brother Hu seems to be pretty good?

At least, he gave me money to buy my life, which is really ironic.

When I wanted to leave, Brother Hu stopped me and reminded me quietly:

"Although time is tight and the tasks are heavy, don't treat yourself badly. With this money, if you want to have sex, just give her a few more rounds. She is the woman you fell in love with last time. Do you still want it? Yes. if......"

"No, Brother Hu, I want to leave..."

I raised my eyebrows and left here.

His words did remind me of a person, but it was the person who helped me to be liberated with his mouth.

Men all have nostalgia, and it is still difficult to forget the woman who took away my first time.

How about taking care of her business?

After getting the money, I first went downstairs and bought a box of Huazi.

Needless to say, the price premium here is really serious. A box of Huazi cost me three thousand yuan.

TM is really just about making money in the park. If you say goodbye to the park, don’t even think about keeping a cent.

In fact, there is no use in keeping the money. The key is that you can't get out...

I bought a pair of Huazi myself and gave the whole pair to Brother Bin.

Brother Bin looked at a piece of flower on the table, and then at me, with a complicated look in his eyes.

"I'm kidding you, but you really believe it. When you get the money, you have to treat yourself well."

Brother Bin lowered his head and stretched out his hand to rub Hua Zi.

"What's wrong with you? This isn't like you. It sounds so similar to Brother Tiger? You've helped me so much. Of course I have to thank you."

I smiled, said jokingly, took out a huazi, lit it, and started smoking.

"Boy, how are you going to spend the rest of the money?"

A Bin didn't say that much, he accepted Hua Zi, his eyes flickered, and he asked this question.

"Gunlou, do you want to go together?"

I didn't hide it, I blurted it out and extended an invitation to A Bin.

I still miss the last service quite a bit.

The strange thing is that the lustful A Binji actually rejected me.

"I won't go. You have fun and order more."

Abin took out a cigarette, took a puff, and shook his head at me.

"Huh? You really don't want to go?"

I was surprised and asked again.

"I really don't want to go. I'm tired. I'm having a good time."

Abin clearly rejected me.

Although it was strange, I still respected his choice, and after chatting with him for a few words, I returned to my workstation.

At night, before I got off work, I slipped to the turret.

In our group, as long as there is performance, there is still a lot of free space.

However, if the performance cannot be achieved by the end of the month, there will be good fruits to be eaten.

When I came to the turret, it seemed more familiar to me than the first time.

I asked for a private room and several girls came.

One of them was that woman.

I recognized her immediately and kept her.

When she came to me, the corners of her mouth were a little blue, obviously she had been beaten like this.

"It is you?"

The woman skillfully moved to my side and took off her already thin clothes.

Exposing her body more to the air.

The snow-white skin even reflects light under the ambiguous light.

However, there were some burns on his arms, which seemed to be caused by cigarette butts.

The woman picked up the wine on the table and drank by herself.

"As promised, I'll take care of your business."

I looked at her and said, also picked up a bottle of beer and drank it.

"Then you are interested."

The woman pushed back her hair in front of her face and smiled with the corners of her mouth raised.

Then he crossed his long black legs and sat on my lap, stretched out his arms and put his arms around my neck.

She took a sip of the wine in her hand, then kissed me on my mouth under my surprised gaze, and then put the wine in her mouth into my mouth.

Is it okay to import alcohol?

My hands were not very honest, supporting her small waist.

Since I was lying down, her huge breasts were directly pressed against my face.

I was so full of blood that I couldn't bear it anymore.

As if sensing my change, the woman smiled, straightened her waist, and stretched out her hand to tie up her hair.