Baru feigned surprise and said, "Major Generals, it's a pleasure to meet you."
"Along," Zhan Peng said again, "the two major generals hold the treasures of northern Myanmar in their hands. The actual control of the Songmil Hydropower Station and the Qingshui River Port lies in their hands."
Baru raised his eyebrows and raised his hand. Biaozi understood and put the two suitcases in his hands on the table and opened them.
The two people sitting opposite were stunned. There were two large boxes full of gold.
In northern Myanmar, gold, weapons, magic powder and beautiful women are all hard currencies, sometimes more popular than the US dollar.
The two looked at each other, raised their heads,
"What does this mean?"
Baru smiled calmly and dusted off his cigarette ash. "I don't like beating around the bush. Commander Zhan Peng said, 'We're all friends, let's make money together.'"
Two things. First, regarding the Qingshui River Port, I want you to ensure its smooth opening, ensuring that my business can pass through the port normally. Furthermore, I want the people from Zhanpeng to join you in garrisoning. Second, regarding the Songmil Hydropower Station, I want you to arrange for my people to enter.”
"No," the man named Nuomin refused decisively. "The hydropower station is confidential. No one can take over it."
Balu glanced at Zhanpeng.
"Alas, no one wants to take over the hydropower station." Zhan Peng raised his hand and patted Nuomin on the shoulder. "Along is a businessman. He just wants someone to go in and take a look. He heard that there is a Chinese expert named Li inside. He wants to meet him and invite him to go to Yangon to give him guidance on the project he has contracted."
"That's even more impossible. The cooperation with China has been stopped, and the experts will return home in two days." Nuomin said coldly.
"Go back to China? The hydroelectric power station hasn't been built yet, and you're just going to leave it like this? Not going to build it anymore?" Baru's face immediately darkened.
"This is a matter from above. We soldiers are only responsible for security and guarding. How could we know so much? Thank you both for your hospitality today. I have other matters to attend to in the army, so I'll be leaving first."
After Nuomin finished speaking, he picked up the beer on the table, took a big gulp, then stood up and walked towards the door.
"Major General Nuomin." Baru's voice was filled with murderous intent. "Is there no room for negotiation?"
Nuomin's dark eyes darkened, and he touched his lower back calmly, "There's nothing to talk about."
The man's hand was already on the gun handle.
"Are you from Angsu?" Baru asked suddenly.
Nuomin's face changed instantly. He pulled out a gun and wanted to shoot Baru.
Bang--
Someone was faster than him. Almost at the moment he raised his hand, Balu had completed the entire action of pulling out the gun, killing the person, and putting the gun away. The speed was so fast that almost no one around him could react, and Nuomin had already fallen at the door.
The man named Chayi was so shocked by the abnormal speed that he was almost speechless. He was a soldier, and no one knew better than him that facing such a speed of pulling out a gun, no one could survive under his hands as long as he wanted.
"Major General Chayi, what do you choose?" Zhan Peng leaned against the sofa, looking at the man whose face had turned pale with fear with a half-smile.
"You are not a businessman." Chayi said firmly, looking at the man opposite who was too young and difficult to distinguish between good and evil.
"Are you a soldier? Whose soldier?"
"Have you heard of the 'Evil Dragon Balu' that disappeared in northern Myanmar a few years ago?" Zhan Peng still spoke in a lazy tone of understatement.
"Are you Balu?" The man broke out in sweat on his forehead.
He had heard of Balu since he was a soldier. He always thought he was a fierce-looking, old and ruthless character. He didn't expect that he was so young and had such a face that was so pleasing to women.
If he had this face, he would have gone to Thailand to live off rich women. Who would still be working so hard here?
"What are you thinking about?" Zhan Peng patted him. "What? Are you stupid?"
"No." Chayi came back to his senses, his Adam's apple moving. "I can make the decisions at the port, but the hydropower station is under the actual control of the Karen United Army. Although we appear to be fighting alongside them, in reality, whoever conquers the territory gets it. I have no say in the hydropower station."
Baru raised his eyelids and said, "I don't really need to go into the hydropower station. I just want to investigate something. If Major General Chayi can do it, his money will be yours."
Chayi looked at the two boxes of gold on the table, thought for a moment, and nodded. "Although we have cooperated with the Karen United Army for many years, I have long been fed up with their faces. If there is an opportunity, we can contact the allied forces. This is my sincerity."
"I just like dealing with smart people." Baru smiled slightly and raised his glass. "Then, happy cooperation."
After finishing the business, Biaozi asked someone to clean up the scene, and the few of them moved to another private room.
Chayi called several officers he was on good terms with on the spot and introduced them to Zhan Peng and Balu. Although he did not mention Balu's specific identity and only introduced him as "Brother Long", they knew from Chayi's respectful attitude that this person was no ordinary person and that he knew how to speak and act in a measured way.
Mama-san called in the prettiest girl.
When a group of men saw the beautiful woman with a curvy figure and cool clothes, their true natures were exposed and each of them picked one to accompany them for drinks.
Two of them were so impatient that they took a few sips and then took the other person to the bathroom.
Balu and Zhanpeng kept smiling throughout the whole process and told them to have fun and that "Brother Long" would cover all the expenses.
There was a very well-behaved girl sitting next to Zhan Peng. She toasted him from time to time. He was a man who had been to many brothels and would drink a few sips of wine considerately every time. She would also generously give tips to each girl.
There was also a timid girl sitting next to Balu, who was obviously a newbie. All the other girls had been selected, and she was the only one standing there awkwardly. Just when she thought she would be rejected today, Zhan Peng winked at her and asked her to sit next to the most handsome man in the audience.
She was willing in her heart, but seeing the expressionless and cold face of the man, she felt a little uneasy. She picked up the wine on the table and poured it into his glass.
"Boss, I'll have a drink with you."
Baru said nothing, lit a cigarette and smoked quietly.
Her heart tightened. Even though she had only been working for a few days, she knew that the customer was not interested in her and did not want to order other girls. He was just trying to get by.
The hand holding the cup froze in mid-air. After a pause, he put it down on the table again. He lowered his head and dared not speak again.
"Along, what's wrong with you? You're like a demon. Look how scared you are of that girl. Do you know how to be gentle with women?" Zhan Peng teased him with a wicked smile.
"I don't understand. How about I give it to you and you show some pity?" Baru leaned back on the sofa, raised his chin slightly, glanced at his good brother, and then raised his hand, "Go, sit next to him."
The girl raised her eyes, looked at Balu, then at Zhanpeng, not knowing what to do.
"Look at you, you're so scared." Zhan Peng rolled his eyes at him and said, "Come here, sister, come to me."
Zhan Peng patted the spot on the other side of his body.
The girl still didn't move, looking at Baru cautiously.
"What are you looking at him for?" Zhan Peng's smile deepened as he took out a wad of US dollars and threw it on the table. "Whoever of you has the guts to let Brother Long take you out today will get this money."
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