Miao Anwen sat on the school's observatory.

The sunset slowly fell towards the sea of clouds in the distance like a burning meteor, and there was not a trace of wind, and the suspended clouds were like flames frozen by time.

Dulwich is a self-proclaimed English school for men in suits.

There is no old-fashioned to the point that some old European and American public schools, and in the 21st century, the tuxedo with a small tail in the Edwardian era is still written in the school rules to the point that students wear the regular uniform.

But their summer uniforms are still the same as their European counterparts, with shirts and ties, and single-breasted dress coats embroidered with the school crest.

The three-piece set is meticulous.

If you don't have one, you don't have decency.

Such school uniforms in high-latitude Europe just show the demeanor of little gentlemen.

In the hot season in Myanmar, it is too hot.

Fortunately, the facilities of private schools are always the best, and every facility, including the thermostatic air tennis hall, is equipped with high-power central air conditioning.

Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road.

It is written in the book that there was no winter for the high-ranking officials and dignitaries in the ancient Eastern Xia, and the princes and princes were like spring all year round in the accumulation of wealth and power, in the oppression and drive of the common people.

And in tropical Myanmar.

Everything is reversed, and the life of a truly wealthy family does not exist in the summer.

The air conditioning is on 24 hours a day in their homes, the air conditioning is on in the school all day long, and there is a water bar selling cold drinks in the school building.

There are also nannies and drivers who drive special cars to pick up and drop off every day.

You're in an old bus at a traffic light, wiping your sweat and looking at the back seat of a parked Volvo or BMW sedan with a well-dressed Dulwich student in a dress and skirt.

Just by looking at the clothes, you can feel the oppressive force of wealth rushing over your face.

One sky, two climates.

There are distinct social classes.

This is the concept of 'prestige' that Dulwich College wants to create.

The sweat that students in aristocratic schools need is the kind of sweat that flows after a tennis lesson in a 20°C heated stadium, not the sweat of doing manual labor in the sun.

But.

Even if Dulwich College has deep pockets, there are some places that cannot be taken care of by the annual electricity bill in millions of dollars.

For example, the open-air platform used by the observatory to view the craters and Saturn's rings does not have air-conditioning.

Here you can see the bustling scenery of the entire school surroundings, the golden Yangon River flowing through the horizon like a ribbon of the river, half of the horizon is the vast primeval jungle, and the other half is the blue sea. Nearby are the few bustling commercial areas, restaurants and shops in Yangon.

The introduction of Dulwich College is an important part of the municipal planning to attract high-spending people to buy real estate in the surrounding area.

When the sun sets in the west and the night completely covers the world, the faint and bright neon lights will be more sparkling than the Yangon River during the day.

Heaven and earth seem to be sandwiched between the Milky Way and the lights.

During the pleasant season, the observatory is also a date destination for lovers of the first to fall in love on campus, reading a book under the lights and sharing music from a pair of headphones.

More romantic purity, pure romance than the reading room which performed the first shot of love.

That kind of romance has never been Miao Anwen's share.

"Probably Gu Weijing and Sandnu have been here countless times. Perhaps Kou Ko has also been here with many of her male and female friends. ”

Whenever Miao Angwen thought of this, there was a strange itching sensation in his chest.

Instead, he would often come to the empty rooftop on sweltering evenings.

Koukou hates too much sunlight and dances for her fair skin, which can damage her delicate complexion.

As the only cooling device in the bedroom, it is a child from a poor family who has a second-hand fan.

Patience with such sunlight is as natural as breathing.

Reality is the best mentor for life.

"You must not imitate his vain appearance, pig nose with green onions. The scholars wore high-end dresses, but they didn't even know how to tie them......"

"I only made a few bucks, and I pretended to be a big-tailed wolf in front of everyone, who knows where your money came from!"

"Miao Angwen is a dirty, ugly and obscene person......"

The isolation and indifference on campus, the buttons that were all fastened like an old hat without etiquette at the ball, the slap in front of the school gate, the embarrassment during the interview.

Zero-zero total.

Life has never embraced it.

It's a cold bayonet, it's a sharp whip, it's a quagmire-covered jungle.

Whenever he has hopes and fantasies.

used cold pain all the time to remind him, to remind Miao Angwen that he did not belong here, that the romantic and ordinary life had nothing to do with him, and reminded him that his father used all his strength to push himself to a platform like Dulwich.

He had to run forward without stopping, never stopping.

Run, run, run, run, with great anger.

Until the day when you rush into the paradise of abundant water and grass.

So.

Miao Angwen likes to sit alone on the observatory under the scorching sun, sitting cross-legged with one leg and holding his knee with the other, like a monk who conducts special seats in the Tantric Buddhism of the Western Regions.

This is the only romantic field on this campus that belongs exclusively to him.

The rooftop slate that can spread eggs under the sun, is his hot spring slate, and the heat and pain that come from under him can calm the irritability and pain in his heart.

Thus bringing him enough tranquility.

It's the same today, Miao Angwen didn't go to class in the afternoon, with Brother Hao's help, it's the same if he doesn't attend ordinary classes.

He sat alone on the observatory for a long time, and his mind gradually calmed down.

Doesn't matter.

Gu Weijing can never compare to himself.

There was a bit of an accident in the interview, but overall, it was still under control, and it was not a live broadcast, and the recording team went back to edit and process it in the later stage, and the material could be used normally.

As for Coco......

If this is the price necessary for success, he is willing to accept it.

Love is too naïve, it is a rich person who is qualified to consider it, in order to change his life, Miao Angwen has made up his mind to put his life on it.

A girl who can't get it.

And what is it?

Miao Angwen hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled lightly.

He stood up and sent a text message to his driver, preparing to go downstairs, when Miao Angwen heard a whistling sound in the air, so he stopped again.

Close your eyes slightly.

It was the sound of jets, and five kilometres from Dulwich College was the T2 terminal at Yangon International Airport, where the alternate five-sided flight route for take-off and landing happened to pass over the western teaching area.

The white Boeing 737 or Airbus A320 is like a giant whale, swimming low above his head, and occasionally encountering a giant intercontinental trunk airliner like the Boeing 747, the roar of four Rolls-Royce engines working at the same time can make the observatory tremble slightly.

Whenever this time.

Miao Angwen would close his eyes like this, he had never seen African elephants migrate on the grassland, but he imagined that this was the feeling.

They marched through the forest with heavy steps, calmly and unhurriedly, and advanced kilometer by kilometer.

The earth trembled slightly at the movement of these behemoths, and the howls they made from their noses were more powerful than the whistling of jetliners across the sky.

"Gu Weijing, go and listen, this unstoppable voice of fate."

Miao Angwen laughed silently and opened his arms, as if he wanted to embrace all the shocks around him.

It's all elephants,

Myanmar is the most reverent, gentle, cruel and cold-blooded country in the world for elephants. There is one of the best safaris here, and elephants are treated like gods and are printed on every old coin.

At the same time, the forestry company has 5,000 working elephants as bush porters, and overwork, illness and abuse have greatly accelerated their deaths.

There is a world of difference between the fate of man and man, let alone elephants?

Miao Angwen's lips showed an extremely happy smile.

The moment Gu Weijing chose to refuse Brother Hao's invitation, he would be torn to pieces by an unstoppable fate.

……

"Mr. Miao, shall we go home now?"

He got off the observatory and walked out of the school gate, and immediately someone walked up to him and opened the door of a dark car.

Now.

It was no longer Shamat from the No. 1 Middle School who was following Miao Anwen, and Brother Hao personally allocated manpower for him.

A right-hand man named Wu Qinlai.

Not only is he cautious, but he is also a top student in the law department of Yangon University.

He is now a life assistant and contract lawyer for Miao Anung Win.

Among them, there must be Brother Hao who wants to install someone to supervise his next various financial and business contracts, so as to prevent Miao Angwen from suddenly becoming famous, and when he sees the money, he has no thoughts.

But Brother Hao sent such a person to Miao Anwen as his younger brother, which also reflected his attention and love for Miao Anwen.

"You have change." Miao Angwen sat in the car, thought about it, and suddenly asked.

"Change?"

Dressed as a well-dressed business elite, Wu Qinlai looked stunned.

But he didn't even ask why, he took out his wallet from his pocket and took out an emerald green credit card.

"Youma Bank's foreign currency VIP credit card, Brother Hao got it for you."

The secretary handed the delicate credit card to Miao Anwen with both hands.

"He said you can take it and play with it, and you don't have to ask him to spend it. $100,000, if it's not enough, as long as it's not too much, I'll just make another call. ”

"But recently, there are police officers who are staring at Brother Hao's manpower everywhere, and the limelight is relatively tight. And you're about to make your debut as an artist, so I still recommend that if you want to play, it's best to go to our own venue and feel at ease. Secretary Wu Qinlai reminded respectfully and in a whisper.

"Thank you Brother Hao for your trust on my behalf."

Miao Anwen is used to the generosity of the boss.

Theoretically, the total price quoted by the Korean gallery for his newcomer contract is only 100,000 US dollars, and it also includes various performance target nodes, and only after completing all of them can he get the full payment.

In this way, a new record for young painters in Yangon should have been created.

As soon as Brother Hao made a casual move, it was the same amount.

The credit card itself is worth a lot of money.

Yoma Bank is the commercial bank with the largest market share in Myanmar, and Myanmar has implemented a very strict foreign currency control policy, theoretically the total amount of foreign currency equivalent held by individuals such as US dollars and euros cannot exceed the limit of 2,000 US dollars.

However, many high-consumption places and foreign-funded hotels can directly use foreign currency.

Therefore, this foreign currency VIP credit card is very precious and extremely difficult to review, and it can be used to access the VIP lounges of various airlines, as well as enjoy free room upgrade services in ultra-luxury hotels that have cooperated with banks.

The number of the card in Miao Anwen's hand is No.000096.

In the whole of Yangon, there should be no more than 300 cardholders of the same grade of credit cards, and each of them is a well-known dignitary in the business world.

He stared at this emerald green high-grade credit card that represented his status and status, thought for a few seconds, and actually handed it back to Wu Qinlai.

"Angkor, you can help me keep it first, I don't need any money recently, and I will take the time to invite everyone to drink in a few days." Other than that. You'd be wrong. I want cash, a banknote, the denomination doesn't matter. But don't want dollars, the old version of the Kyat, the kind with an elephant printed on the back. ”

This request stumped the secretary.

Brother Hao's high-ranking henchmen have very high incomes and high consumption, the kyats are worthless, and the actual purchasing power of the central bank's largest 5,000 kyats banknote is only 2 or 3 US dollars.

The denomination of the old version of the kyat currency is relatively small.

He dug through his pockets.

In the end, from the glove box of the driver, he found a long-aged 50 kyat note and handed it to Miao Aung Win.

"Mr. Miao, here you go."

Miao held the note in front of his eyes and gazed at the intricately shaped white elephant above it, dressed in ornate accessories.

The banknote is worth almost as much as waste paper on the international market, and it cannot be exchanged for even one cent.

Miao Angwen still looked so serious, his eyes were affectionate and focused.

"Angkor, please pick up my dad, I want to treat him to dinner tonight."

"Okay. Do you have any restaurant requirements, or do you just arrange it at the West River Hall? Wu Qinlai took out his notepad and prepared to make a phone call to arrange the trip.

"Chile Habanero." Miao Anwen gave the name of a Mexican restaurant.

"Oh, in the embassy district?"

Wu Qinlai hesitated.

His phone address book contains the contact information of most of the city's high-end restaurants, but he has no special impression of the name that pops up from his employer's mouth.

"No, 50 meters west of the entrance to the Dulwich School, downstairs of the bubble tea shop, there is a neon sign and a burrito poster. I heard from my classmates that the chef was an old Vietnamese man. ”

Miao Anwen smiled, "It's not a high-end Western restaurant, and the rich classmates in my school often have dinner there to check in, and I used to be very envious." After reading the book for so many years, I walked in front of that restaurant countless times to take the bus. But never went in once. So ......"

He shrugged, "Is it convenient?" ”

"What's the problem? The son and father just had a meal, and we were legal citizens. What can you do in front of plainclothes police. It's going to be fine in terms of security, don't worry, I can arrange it. ”

Wu Qinlai shook his head disdainfully.

It doesn't matter if it's a little bit like eating.

The boss said.

In two days, it will be over, and those strips won't last long.

"Oh, yes. If you can, when you pick up my dad, let a gringo be the driver, don't be Vietnamese, Thai or Japanese, you want to be blonde and blue-eyed to look like a foreigner, it doesn't matter if you are male or female. Miao Angwen added.

"Uh...... No problem, there are foreign waitresses at the Xihe Guild Hall, and they are very reliable. ”

Wu Qinlai has been with Brother Hao for so many years, and I have never seen any scenes of drunken gold fans.

He was accustomed to seeing all kinds of requests from the big guys, and it was too common to arrange for a beautiful young lady with blonde hair and blue eyes to accompany them to dinner.

can arrange a beautiful young lady with blonde hair and blue eyes to come to be a full-time driver, even with Secretary Wu's experience, it is really a bit nonsensical.

But it doesn't matter.

Mr. Miao is a popular newcomer that Brother Hao likes, and he wants to cultivate the kind of head man who wants to become a real big artist.

Great artists certainly have the right to be capricious.

Brother Hao asked himself to be his assistant, and he just did what he asked for within reason.

There are few things that Brother Hao can't do in this city, not to mention looking at the elephant on the banknote, and he likes to find a foreigner to be the driver. Even if he wants to find a living elephant to be the driver and pull the cart for them.

Secretary Wu has a way to achieve it.

"Trouble Angkor."

Miao Anwen folded the banknotes in his hand, put them in the breast pocket of his school uniform, and pushed the car door again: "Tell my dad that at 6:50, we will meet in the cafeteria. ”

"Mr. Miao, are you going out?"

"Yes, if you see a 'friend' in school, you don't have to worry about me here, just two steps away, I won't have to bother walking over."

Miao Anwen waved his hand and closed the car door.

He stared at the figure across the street, crossed the street, and took the initiative to say hello.

What a coincidence.

(End of chapter)