But the man didn't think much of it, and the joy of being on board diluted the other thoughts.

He walked two steps quickly, approached Wang Yong with some flattery, nodded and said, "Thank you, sir, my name is Aung San." From now on, as long as Mr. can use me, in a word, I will keep it without frowning!"

Aung San patted his chest and promised.

Wang Yong glanced at him and didn't say anything.

This is just a gesture, and there is no need to claim to be someone else's benefactor.

"What is the gentleman doing in Europe?" Aung San was a little familiar, and he had nothing to say to Wang Yong.

Wang Yong responded lightly: "Find a friend." ”

"Oh, just like me. I also want to go to Greece to join my friends, and I heard that the benefits in Greece are very good, even if I just work for a restaurant, I can save a lot of money every year. So that I can save money to build a house and marry a daughter-in-law......"

Wang Yong frowned, and couldn't help asking, "Didn't you just say that your mother was seriously ill? Why do you want to use money to build a house?"

Aung San looked left and right, and saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he smiled slyly and said, "Don't blame sir, it's all my deception to the boss of the ship." I want to win sympathy with this. But except for my mother, who is seriously ill, what I said is true, and people like us are inferior to others. If you can't get a red certificate, don't think about it for the rest of your life, if you want to live a better life, you can only gamble everything and try it overseas. ”

Unexpectedly, this Aung San turned out to be a Mengyun person. Strictly speaking, Mengyun people are actually a branch of Chinese blood. Similar to the Guobang people, they are all outsiders and ethnic minorities in Myanmar, and are not liked by the local aborigines.

The identity card of Myanmar is graded, such as the indigenous people of the Burmese ethnic group, their ID card is bright red, which is equivalent to the size of two Chinese identity cards, and has all kinds of rights, which is the highest level of documents.

Further down, there are pink, blue, and refugee admission cards.

The lower the tier, the fewer rights you have. Like the Mengyun people, they hold white ID cards, and they basically have no rights, which is equivalent to slaves.

Aung San's words are true, if the young people in Myanmar want to mix up any Mingtang, they have to fight with their lives.

Smuggling out of the country is also a way to go.

And the most tragic belongs to Guobang. They didn't even have identity cards before, and they were not recognized by the Burmese government. Even going to other cities requires special approval documents to go. Now that war has broken out again, if the war is lost, the situation of the Guobang people can be imagined, and it will only be more difficult, and the slaves are not as good.

So Peng Jiasheng can't lose, Guobang can't lose.

"Oh. Wang Yong responded and didn't ask any more.

He didn't want to know Aung San's story, and he wasn't in the mood to know. Aung San's previous performance even deceived Wang Yong, and Wang Yong disliked him instinctively.

Aung San also seemed to sense Wang Yong's coldness, he smiled wryly, and said, "Sir, I'll go to the ship's boss first to see if there's any work, and if Mr. needs me, he can come to the deck and call me at any time." ”

"Thank you. Wang Yong nodded politely.

Then Aung San disappeared from the deck.

Wang Yong was led into the cabin by the crew, and because of the high payment, Wang Yong was treated slightly better than the other stowaways, and he barely lived in a crew dormitory.

It was as if other stowaways were crammed into damp and wet warehouses, like a shipload of livestock, being transported to distant Europe.

If you get sick during this time at sea, you can only rely on your physique to resist. Once it can't resist, it will be thrown into the sea as a dead pig, and sometimes the black-hearted captain will treat it as a dead person if he doesn't die in order to avoid infection, and throw it away.

"Yuan Lin, this time will be hard, you bear with it. As soon as you get ashore, I'll take you to eat something delicious, okay?" Wang Yong couldn't help but comfort Yuan Lin when he saw that Yuan Lin was a little uncomfortable with the sea environment.

Now Yuan Lin's intelligence is equivalent to that of a child, and some small means are still necessary.

Sure enough, when Yuan Lin heard the delicious food, he became happy. Honestly sat on the bed, motionless.

He had lived on land for a long time and had never been on a boat. The first time he lost the support of the land, he instinctively felt uneasy, just like the myth and legend that Antai would lose his divine power if he left the earth.

It took his own adaptation to adapt. Sailing from Myanmar to Europe will take at least half a month at the speed of this freighter.

It's hard to imagine how this old cargo ship could have made money without doing some illegal business.

Not long after resting, Wang Yong received news that he would leave immediately in ten minutes.

It has to pass through the Bay of Bengal and pass through Turkey to the waters near Greece. There, the ship's boss's partner will pick up and send a bunch of stowaways into Greece.

As long as you enter Greece, it is basically equivalent to entering the door of Europe. You can go to any country you want, and you can go to it without hindrance.

Hum, there was an uncomfortable tremor, and the shaking people's brains were about to come out, but it was the cargo ship that finally set sail.

Luckily, there is no Burmese coast guard to patrol the country. It is likely that the Burmese government's attention was focused on the area around Guobang, believing that Wang Yong would return to China by land.

It's a pity that they didn't expect that Wang Yong would leave as a smuggler, and all he paid was enough money.

This also reflects the incompetence of law enforcement officers in Myanmar and the weakness of Myanmar's maritime power. He couldn't even do the most basic blockade of the sea, and he was delusional in his hope of catching a battle-hardened agent.

Soon, the ship left the Andaman Sea and began to turn towards the Bay of Bengal.

Although it is still within the waters of Myanmar, in fact, with the only naval strength in Myanmar, it can be regarded as an escape.

Looking at the swaying starlight outside the window, Wang Yong had an indescribable mood.

Although this revenge killed Kunde, it also figured out what happened back then. But I feel that I am getting farther and farther away from the truth, what is that mysterious information, and how did it lead to the destruction of Wang Yong's team. And who is the person behind it, can Wang Yong really be able to block the hidden arrow of the person behind him?

Wang Yong didn't know anything.

The only thing he knows now is that he has long since run out of retreat, so he can only keep moving forward. With the wind, the gentleman acts with deuteronomy.

Wang Yong, who was worried, leaned on the side of the bed and slowly fell asleep.

On the other side, Aung San, who was rescued by Wang Yong, was diligently cleaning the deck, and ran to the captain's room from time to time, obeying the captain's orders.

When people are poor to a certain extent, they will give up even their dignity. Aung San's belief in getting ahead is so strong that he is willing to do it, even if it is humiliating.

"Boy, why don't you do it with me. Looking at your sloppy appearance, I didn't expect people to be diligent. I'm missing a sailor on board. The boat boss was full of wine and food, and said with a full burp.

If it had been placed in the past, Aung San would have agreed without thinking when he heard the invitation of the ship's boss.

But now Aung San is not satisfied with this kind of rushing life, he believes that his future will definitely not be a small sailor, and will inevitably be a giant, a predator in the business world. Isn't the ship's boss recruiting him a burial of his bright future?

So Aung San shook his head firmly: "Thank you, boss." But I don't really like life at sea, so I still want to go to Europe. ”

The captain snorted coldly and said, "You fool, you really think that Europe is full of gold." To tell you the truth, there are many people who live on the streets and are even driven out of the country! You may not be able to stand firm! In this world, you need money for everything, and everything is easy to do if you have money, but you can't do anything without money!"

Aung San didn't answer, and of course he knew that. But where did he get the money? If there was a gun, he would have robbed the bank a long time ago. It's a pity that he doesn't even have the money to buy a gun.

"Hey, I'm so poor that I don't qualify to be a wanted criminal, and I have to say it's also a sadness. Aung San glanced at the drunken and sleepy boat boss and shook his head to get ready to go out.

When he stepped out of the hatch with one foot, he was stunned.

"Wanted?" Aung San muttered to himself, his expression changing dramatically. "I remember! That man is a wanted criminal! A million-dollar reward has been offered for the wanted criminal!"

A million dollars!

As soon as Aung San thought of this number, his heart couldn't help but beat rapidly. That's a mouth-watering number, and it's a number that is enough to make people lose their minds.

Even the Burmese natives who live well-off will be dizzy when they see this number, let alone a poor and reluctant person like him.

"What should I do? After all, the man helped me once, and it's not good for me to betray him like this? But...... A million dollars, God put such an opportunity to make a fortune in front of me, wouldn't it be an idiot if I didn't take it?"

Aung San was engaged in an ideological struggle in his heart.

However, it was not as intense as expected, and in just half a minute, Aung San made a decision.

There are so many things that a million dollars can do, and in an instant it can change his current situation, so that he no longer has to smuggle to Europe and become a superior person in Burma.

Wang Yong is more important than the US dollar.

Aung San took a deep breath and made up his mind.

But he can't do this alone, he needs a helper. At present, it seems that the boss of the ship is the most suitable person, there are people on the ship, as long as he quietly catches Wang Yong and returns directly to the Burmese government to receive a reward.

As for the bounty, Aung San also thought about it. It's like the boss of the ship, and 500,000 is enough to squander it for a lifetime.

"Boat boss, boat boss!" Aung San returned to the captain's room, shaking the boat boss vigorously.

"What are you doing?" said the boat boss with a drunken and hazy wave of his hand.

"I have a big business that I want you to do with you!

"Just you, I'm sorry, don't disturb Lao Tzu's sleep, or I'll throw you down!" The boat boss barely opened his eyes and glanced at Aung San, but his face was full of disdain.

This expression made Aung San resentful for a while, but then his face returned to normal, and he continued: "I don't lie to you! There's really a big deal, a million dollars! It's on our boat!"

"A million dollars?" Hearing this number, the drunken ship boss couldn't help but feel excited and sat up.

And what made him even more excited was that Aung San said it was on the boat. Doesn't that mean it's easy to get at your fingertips?