The storm of electronic fraud, the day I was deceived into northern Myanmar

"Do nothing?" I looked at Zhao Yuan with some confusion and asked.

She nodded and said: "Yes, if he wants to touch the Finance Department, there is absolutely nothing you can do. Rather than interfering in this matter, it is better to wait and see what happens."

"But if something goes wrong in the finance department, won't the park be paralyzed?" I asked.

"What does this have to do with you?" Zhao Yuan said, "As long as you hold on to the resources you currently have, even if the park is paralyzed, as long as you keep the people below you from causing trouble, someone will naturally come forward to deal with it."

She added: "Now you can only cope with the changes by staying the same... Hu Laosan has already made a desperate move at this point. As for what will happen next, I have no idea now..."

I sighed and said, "That's all I can do now."

……

Three days later, Jia Wenmin did not return to the park, and I couldn’t get through when I called him.

When I arrived at the office building in Area A, Agui and Wang Meng were already waiting for me.

Seeing Dadu and I arriving, Wang Meng walked up to me first: "Brother Lei..."

"What's going on inside now?"

"Everyone is basically stable, and all the supervisors have been called to the office."

I nodded, walked towards Agui, and handed him a cigarette: "Thank you for your hard work these past two days."

He took the cigarette, took out the lighter and lit it, took a puff and smiled: "What's so hard about this? Compared with the money you gave me, this little thing is nothing."

As he said that, he raised his eyebrows and asked: "I heard that you haven't been to Westport yet? I have some good brothers there. Let's go there together and have some fun."

I smiled and said, "Let's talk about it later. I'll go up and take a look first."

"Row."

Of the money Wen Dongxing gave me, I gave one million to Ah Dao, one million to Ah Gui, and gave some of the rest to Wang Meng to share with the people below.

Among them, two brothers from the Chang family each received one hundred thousand.

I have always believed that the so-called loyalty or trust are basically based on two things.

The first is interest, and the second is hope.

Keep giving them hope and letting them know that they can do better with you.

Under this premise, no matter how generous you are in distributing benefits, their loyalty and trust to you will become deeper and deeper.

As for other things, whether threats or sincerity, these things basically do not exist.

Because people are selfish, this is something that has been engraved in their bones from the moment they were born, and no one can change it.

In a good environment, you may be able to exchange sincerity for sincerity, but once in an unstable environment, sincerity will seem ridiculous and cheap.

Especially in the park, no one knows what will happen tomorrow, and no one knows whether they will become the next victim.

In such an environment with extremely unstable factors, negative human nature will be exposed to the greatest extent.

In 1974, Naples artist Marina Abramović performed a performance art.

She anesthetized herself with drugs to make herself unable to move, and placed 72 kinds of props on the table. The audience present could use those props to do anything to her without taking any legal responsibility.

At first, some people just painted on her body and made little jokes.

But gradually, after people discovered that she couldn't resist, some people became bolder.

Someone poured drinks on her head, someone tore her clothes to pieces, and someone inserted rose thorns into her skin...

Someone even put a pistol in her hand and asked her to point it at herself.

The gun is loaded, and as long as the trigger is touched lightly, her life may be taken away at any time!

After the performance ended, Marina held her head and cried, trembling all over. She never thought that people could be so "evil".

She said this: "Once you hand over the decision-making power to others, death is the only thing waiting for you..."

I have always found this performance art very interesting, just like what I am doing now in the park.

I can't trust anyone, even Zhao Yuan, I have some precautions.

Here, I will not leave my destiny to anyone, because you can never guarantee whether the other party will kill you because of a word, a stack of money, or a look!

When I arrived at Jia Wenmin's office, there were already many people sitting inside, all of whom were the supervisors of Area A.

When they saw me walking in, everyone stood up unconsciously and looked at me uneasily.

Under their gaze, I walked to the chair behind the desk and sat down.

There was half a box of cigars on Jia Wenmin's desk. I picked up one, cut it, and toasted it with a lighter before lighting it and taking a puff.

The smell of the cigar is very familiar, and it reminds me of the first time I smoked a cigar, which was taught by Hu Laosan.

"Is everyone here?" I asked after scanning the crowd.

Wang Meng stood next to the desk and said, "Everyone is here."

I exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "As for who I am, I guess I don't need any more introduction, right? Some of the people present have had contact with me before, and some people only know me as a person and have never had contact with me..."

I paused, put down the cigar in my hand, crossed my fingers, and put my hands on the table: "I have only one purpose for coming here today, and I think you should know it very well."

When he said this, a middle-aged man in his forties stood up from the crowd: "Manager Yang, can you explain a little more clearly? I don't quite understand the purpose of your coming here today."

I smiled softly, looked at him and asked, "What do you call him?"

"Everyone calls me Lao Ruan..." the man said.

"Lao Ruan, right?" I nodded slightly, "You want me to explain a little bit more about the purpose of my coming here today?"

"Ah."

I looked at Wang Meng: "You didn't tell them?"

Wang Meng understood immediately, walked up to Lao Ruan, raised his hand and slapped him: "Didn't I make it clear enough?"

"Who do you think you are? You dare to hit me?!" Lao Ruan was not to be outdone, and started to curse directly, "This is Area A! When Manager Jia is here, he will not even attack me, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Meng picked up the electric baton in his hand and stabbed it directly!

Along with the sound of "Zizzizi...", Lao Ruan suddenly screamed and rolled on the ground.

Wang Meng had no intention of letting him go, and immediately used fists and kicks, beating Lao Ruan until he screamed.

"Stop!" I stopped him.

Wang Meng turned to look at me, and I said coldly: "What's the use of your style of play? What I want is for him to have a long memory!"

He was stunned for a moment, licked his lips and nodded: "I'm sorry, Brother Lei!"

After saying that, he directly pulled out the gun from his waist, loaded it, turned on the safety, and shot Lao Ruan directly in the thigh!