On the second day of arriving in Yangon, Zhang Jing came to No. 1 Federal Boulevard, Dagon Township, Yangon City, next to a three-story small white building on his left.

The small white floor is about 20 meters wide, with a small front yard, and the large iron gate for vehicle entrance and exit is closed.

The pedestrian passage in front of the guard room is not only equipped with a small iron door, but also three security guards who look very vigilant.

The overall feeling is that the security level of the small white building in front of me is only one grade lower than that of the embassy in Area D on the right.

However, when you see the 'classic United Energy sign' in multilingual writing on the façade outside the guard, you understand everything.

At the door, Zhang Jing called Su Su on the phone.

In a moment, the doorman opened the iron door of the pedestrian passage.

Just like a firefighter, where does it need to be, Zhang Jing saw Su Su and .... Yang Wei.

Su Su is in Yangon, this is what he promised Xiao Xiaotian to do, and set up the company first.

Yang Wei is in Yangon, this is unexpected, fortunately she refused the beautiful flight attendant last night, otherwise there would be no food??

"You really know how to choose a place," Zhang Jing spoke first, "next to the embassy in District D, and the sense of security is overwhelming."

"Women are inherently insecure," laughed Su Su, who is generally rich and plump, "and it is likely that a man would not have thought of such a good place, but the price is a little more expensive."

Zhang nodded his head and looked at Yang Wei, who was sitting in front of the sofa on the coffee table, "Good morning, Ms. Yang, long time no see."

Zhang Jing and Yang Wei met at their home earlier, and the acquaintance of the two did not cause Su Su to think too much.

"Long time no see." Yang Wei greeted in a calm tone, for fear that Su Su would find something.

After all, Zhang Jing is Wang Sisi's boyfriend... Embarrassed.

Unfortunately, Zhang Jing sent Huang Youfeng to prison, but he didn't take S$200 million, and she didn't score.

"Sit," Su Su invited with her hand outstretched, "I'm just reporting to you."

There are fabric sofas on three sides of the coffee table, and Zhang Jing walked to the single sofa by the window and sat down.

Brewing a cup of black tea and putting it in front of Zhang Jing, Su Su introduced, "I have twice proposed to Yamen to buy DFT ports and build two oil pipelines to the north, but the first time was rejected;

The second time I asked for a maximum of 39% of the shares, not a penny."

"If there is no external force," Su Su shrugged, "this thing will never be done."

As a matter of course, Zhang Jing is not surprised at all, if the other party agrees easily, there will be ghosts.

"It's okay," convincing the inner capital is Xiao Xiaotian's job to be the yamen, and it is also the way for the magic capital to invest in the external development bank, and it is also not a penny, as long as it is a reasonable 11%, "You can continue to maintain a sense of existence."

"Do you want to change the conditions?" Su Su proposed, "Take a step back and increase the proportion of the Yamen's shares to 15%, so that the money will be less?"

"The human heart is not enough to swallow the elephant," Zhang Jing said firmly, "only 9%, let them buy it at the original price."

"The key is that the yamen can't get a small target of 90 rice yuan."

"Looking for external development bank loans, low interest rates, fast loans, and a variety of repayment methods."

Su Su did not continue to persuade, Zhang Jing's attitude was firm, and the yamen's attitude was even firmer, what should I do?

"Relax," seeing that Su Su was powerful and had nowhere to go, Zhang Jing comforted, "You just need to maintain your presence in Yangon and Neidubi, and leave the rest to God."

Su Su nodded, she was true about this matter. Limited capacity.

There is nothing else to do, and I don't plan to stay for lunch, drink a cup of black tea, and leave Xiaobailou with an umbrella.

Walking slowly on the sidewalk, holding an umbrella in his left hand and holding his mobile phone in his right hand, in less than five minutes, he waited for Yang Wei's message.

An hour later, Zhang Jing waited for Yang Wei in the hotel.

There were no outsiders, Yang Wei asked directly, "Is there any food?"

Then the 2,000 words were omitted, but halfway through, Yang's mobile phone tinked.

Yang Wei's daughter Huang Yang called, tone

Anxiously, he said, "Mom, my dad escaped from prison in Temasek!"

「....」

In a second, Yang Wei became flustered, lost interest, took the initiative to leave his beloved object, and sat on the bed and lost his mind.

The reason is that Huang Youfeng hides money except for himself, only she knows, and even the little wife who gave birth to a son does not know.

Accident, arrested, sentenced, Huang Youfeng can let her go?!

"He will definitely come to take revenge on me," Yang Wei looked at Zhang Jing and asked fearfully, "What should I do?"

Zhang Jing pulled Yang Wei back to the right *** and asked rhetorically, "What do you want to do?"

Same time zone.

Temasek, Huang Youfeng is hiding in an ocean freighter and is leaving, driving from east to west.

Just like Yang Wei guessed, after countless thoughts, he became more and more convinced that Yang Wei betrayed him, and others didn't know where he hid the money.

The reason why the escape was successful was that some people were worried about 'pulling out the radish and bringing out the mud, and promised in advance that they would help him leave after the trial, while he was in prison.

Sure enough, less than a week after the 9.5-year sentence was handed down, he managed to leave.

I called my daughter just now, knowing that Yang Wei was in Yangon, and she was going to take refuge in Indy, but she happened to be passing by, so she decided to go to Yangon temporarily, and used her mobile phone to notify some followers to go over in advance.

Zhang Jing didn't know that Huang Youfeng was about to arrive in Yangon, and he received a message from Date Monastery at lunchtime.

Tokushi Murano, 65, who cut off two fingers, gave up trading in the treasure map of the woodcut painted Bodhisattva.

There were some surprises, I thought that Desi would be like a gambler, but I didn't expect the other party to stop the precipice, stop in time, and not give a chance to suck blood, the 200-year-old inheritance family is really courageous.

Don't be disappointed, after all, it's not God's own son, and everything can't go well.

In the hotel room, across the small dining table, Yang Wei asked Zhang Jing worriedly, "Is there any news of Huang Youfeng?"

"No," Zhang Jing put away his phone, "Huang Youfeng's whereabouts are unknown for the time being, considering that Huang Yang told him that you are in Yangon, he will most likely take the initiative to find him, just wait."

"Although Huang Youfeng is down, there are still some outlaws under him," Yang Wei reminded Zhang Jing, "Don't be careless."

Looking at Yang Wei's black eyes, Zhang Jing thought of a plot in the Water Margin to help her lover deal with her husband.

This plot seems nonsense, but in fact, it has been playing out continuously since the existence of human society.

For example: Wang star.

Sixty hours later, at 10 a.m., Huang Youfeng disembarked in Yangon City through an irregular channel.

At the same time, Zhang Jing was holding Yang Wei in his arms and was sleepy, his mobile phone vibrate, and Wang Sisi called in.

"Brother Zhang, I am downstairs in the Sydney Hotel with Simin, what room do you stay in?"

「....」

After three seconds of reaction, Zhang Jing realized that the hotel he was staying in was called the Sydney Hotel, and Wang Sisi and Fan Simin were already downstairs.

Hanging up the phone, Zhang Jinghuang woke up Yang Wei, "Wang Sisi is downstairs, you have to hide."

Eating the marrow knows the taste, yesterday the two of them were doing things in the wine room, tired and resting, resting and then eating meat, and reluctant to be free in the second half of the night.

"I can't, I can't get up," Yang Wei couldn't open her eyes on the bed, "You go to the first floor to deal with it."

Seeing that Yang Wei really couldn't get out of bed, Zhang Jing hurriedly found his clothes from a pile of *** and sensual underwear and put them on.

"Update to, ask for votes~~~"