"Brother Qi, when do you plan to go abroad?" asked the Plastic Brothers.
"the day after tomorrow."
"How long will it take!"
"have no idea."
"I want to join you."
"It really won't work this time. The place I'm going to is very dangerous." Zeng Qi did not lie.
The place he was going to was northern Myanmar, the same northern Myanmar that was rumored to be the city of sin on the Internet.
His idea was simple: to occupy a position, recruit a group of ruthless people, and use his own means to rescue Lao Zeng.
This idea was thanks to Xiao Hai who gave him the inspiration.
He wanted to form a gang and build his own power to rescue Lao Zeng, but doing so in the country would be courting death, so he could only go to a suitable place.
There are so many ways to get to northern Myanmar.
Their deceptive advertisements are everywhere, but you won't be fooled as long as you pay attention.
All Zeng Qi has to do is to be deceived.
I opened WeChat on my phone and saw an attractive high-salary advertisement in my circle of friends. The publisher was a weekly newspaper.
Zhou Bao, a junior high school classmate, had extorted money from him and Chu Hai.
He was also the first classmate he treated rudely and was later punished by Zeng Qi with platinum black and methanol.
There are still burn marks on my neck.
I haven't heard from him since he dropped out of school in the second year of junior high school. I haven't heard from him for three years, but he has been very active in his circle of friends recently.
His circle of friends advertisement reads like this:
High-salary overseas recruitment, location in northern Myanmar, average daily income 1,000 yuan, including air tickets, visas, food and accommodation.
So Zeng Qi took the initiative to contact the weekly newspaper.
Facing their old classmates, the two sighed for a while.
Weekly Report: "Brother, what do you want from me?"
Zeng Qi: "Brother Bao, I'm planning to drop out of school and look for a decent job. Do you have any suggestions?"
Weekly Report: "Come hang out with me. Do you know how to play games? Come to me for game training."
Zeng Qi: "Where did you make your fortune?"
Weekly: "I'm out of the country."
Zeng Qi: "Does leveling games earn money?"
Weekly Report: "The base salary is 8,000, and many people can earn 20,000."
Zeng Qi: "Is there a better job?"
Zhou Bao: "Then come and work on the project with me. I just need a smart guy around me."
Zeng Qi: "How's the salary?"
Weekly Report: "Daily payment, how about 1,000 a day?"
Zeng Qi: "Is it true that they provide visas and air tickets?"
Zhou Bao: "Brother, don't you know who I am? When have I ever lied to you?"
Zeng Qi: "Take a video call and see how you are doing over there."
The person on the other end of the phone was obviously stunned. After hesitating for ten minutes, Zhou Bao took the initiative to initiate a video chat.
The Zhoubao in my memory has long lost his childish face. Now he has rough features, a crew cut, and a big gold chain around his neck.
His office was luxuriously decorated, and two female secretaries from northern Myanmar greeted Zeng Qi in a fancy way.
In order to dispel Zeng Qi's doubts, Zhou Bao showed him the construction site where several high-rise buildings were under construction.
Zeng Qi: "Then I'll go there the day after tomorrow!"
Hearing this, Zhou Baoxi said with joy: "Don't worry, if you hang out with Brother Bao, I won't treat you badly."
After hanging up the phone, Zeng Qi started searching for northern Myanmar on Baidu. He found that in northern Myanmar, even breathing costs money to survive.
This reminded him of what Lao Zeng had said before: Anyone who wants to help you make money only wants to make money from you.
Holding Ao Ge in his hand, Zeng Qi was not afraid of any swords and fires, and said calmly: "Northern Myanmar, here I come!"
Instead of flying abroad, he took a carpool to the border because he was worried that his personal belongings wouldn't be able to pass security checks.
I paid a human snakehead and successfully shipped the equipment out of the country.
Before leaving the country, he encountered many kind reminders from border police, who told him not to think about making a fortune in Cambodia and northern Myanmar.
The high paying jobs out there are all scams.
He was also asked to download an anti-fraud app on the spot.
Zeng Qi was deeply moved by such a dedicated police officer.
I have no regrets about joining China in this life, and I will be a Chinese in the next life!
But he still had to leave the country.
For Lao Zeng...
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