Northern Myanmar: Years of Dehumanization

"Tomorrow? Okay, but you have to be here at eight o'clock tomorrow night..."

Hearing Zhang Liang's words, surprise appeared in my eyes.

Logically speaking, these things have nothing to do with me.

As for whether I can get the one million out, it has nothing to do with me.

But Zhang Liang actually asked me to be there tomorrow night, which would cause some problems.

Is it possible that if he can’t get out a million dollars’ worth of information, he’s going to find something to do with me?

In that case, I would be at a loss, right?

"What? Don't you want to? Don't worry, I won't do anything to you tomorrow night. I just want you to help me."

Zhang Liang seemed to see through my thoughts and put his hand on my shoulder.

And the force used was very great.

"Brother Liang said this. If I refuse again, I won't give you face. I will come when the time comes."

Indeed, for this reason, if I refuse again, it may be counterproductive.

After saying that, Brother Liang asked Brother Qing to send me out.

"You can come here with peace of mind tomorrow night. Brother Liang won't do anything to you. Maybe there will be an unexpected surprise."

Brother Qing patted my shoulder and winked at me.

"As long as it's not a shock, I can still do the rest."

I shrugged, I didn't care about surprises, as long as I wasn't frightened.

"You kid, by the way, you are so brave, did you really fall in love with that female student?"

Brother Qing took out a special cigarette from his cigarette case and stuffed it into his mouth.

I asked this matter very casually.

"Yes or no, that's all in the past, and it's not that important anymore."

"If you said it wasn't me and you could compensate, I might even make some excuses."

I glanced at Brother Qing with a teasing tone in my tone.

"You kid, what a beautiful thought!"

Brother Qing punched me in the chest, but he stopped punching me.

Just like it was before the incident with Xiao Xun happened.

But I understand in my heart that there will always be a gap in our hearts.

At least that's how it looks in my mind.

After chatting with Brother Qing for a few words, I left here.

On the way back, I couldn't help but secretly thought, this time, I really suffered a big loss!

Is it equivalent to Brother Qiang just providing evidence, but in the end it was me who ran the show?

I was still thinking about using this matter to get rid of Brother Qiang.

But now it seems a bit unrealistic.

When I returned to my house, as soon as I opened the door, I saw Liu Mengyun packing things in my house.

Only then did I think that today is the time to give her a fixed reward.

"How are you getting along with Leng Feng?"

I closed the door and took the whip from Liu Mengyun's hand.

"Very good, but he is a bit boring. He only pays attention to me when I talk to him."

Liu Mengyun took up the posture very skillfully and looked at me expectantly.

I could see Liu Mengyun frowning and showing no interest when he said these words.

It dawned on him that Leng Feng only regarded Liu Mengyun as the object of atonement.

He didn't do anything extraordinary.

Also, for a man, there is a substitute for his beloved wife.

Talking to yourself every day is also a happy thing.

In fact, the current state of the two people is exactly what I want to see.

If the two of them are colluding, I don't want to see such a scene.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little heavier on my hands.

The injuries on my body were all superficial injuries, and my left hand was injured.

Therefore, it is still a bit... beyond my ability to satisfy Liu Mengyun.

The key is that Xiao Xun was killed last night.

A few minutes later, Liu Mengyun walked out of my room with a dark face.

This was only after I promised her that I would replenish her twice when I was ready.

Xiao Xun, this little girl, hasn’t come to see me since we played tonight.

I breathed a sigh of relief, after all, there was still something to do tomorrow.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Xun ran into my room in the middle of the night.

I held her, and for the first time I didn't let my lower body dictate my behavior.

"Brother Bai, I have made more than 600,000 yuan in sales these days. If I kill a pig once, I will probably make one million."

I told Xiao Xun that from now on just call me Brother Bai, otherwise it will be too conspicuous.

Xiao Xun in his arms looked up at me, his big eyes flickering.

"Well, sure, you should be able to get the money back if you make one million."

I patted her on the back. If she made a performance of one million yuan, then the commission would be almost one hundred thousand yuan.

An operation was more than enough at that time.

Xiao Xun shrank into my arms and pressed closer to me.

"On the count of three, stay away from me. I suspect you want to heat me to death."

If it was cold, I might accept it, but the nights now are in the teens!

It’s so hot!

After Xiao Xun cast a faint look at me, he left here.

Looking at Xiao Xun's back, I scratched my head:

"Woman, how strange!"

......

The next day everything was relatively quiet.

There was no sudden knock on the door, and I finally had a good sleep.

It was four o'clock in the afternoon when I fell asleep.

When I got up, I found that the food on the table was already cold, and even the flies inside were full.

It was obviously noon. I glanced at my mouth and saw that these flies were better at taking advantage of the loopholes than I was.

I got up to get ready and looked at their chat history on the computer.

Finding nothing unusual, I went down to finish my meal and then went to my appointment.

There is nothing wrong with being earlier.

When I came to the Human Resources Department, I saw that there was a space for a mahjong table on the first floor of the Human Resources Department.

There are four stools, which should be for four-person mahjong.

The current HR department looks very clean, as if it has been deliberately divided.

At around seven o'clock, Zhang Liangcai and Brother Qing showed up.

When he saw me, he invited me over to play mahjong.

"Brother Liang, I can't."

I came to the mahjong table, sat down, and shook my head to express that I didn't know how to do this.

"I know you don't know how to do it. Isn't this just for you to make up the numbers?"

Zhang Liang glanced at me and started playing mahjong.

I have a black face and am a good guy.

Of course, the following situation was a unilateral massacre by me. I finally understood that I have some talent in mahjong.

Fortunately, we didn't gamble.

At eight o'clock, a voice came from behind me:

"Hey, it's time to play, why don't you wait for me?"