News about the truce in Bang Kham, news about the Burmese army in Zhao'an, about phone calls from West Asians......

All the information I could touch, all I suppressed, and then I silently digested it alone.

Meng Neng is still Meng Neng, or that ordinary people live in an environment where they can't wait to get some money in their pockets, as long as they owe money, their first reaction is not to pay it back, and they are proud of it.

There is still no morality here, but there are already scenes of green skins with guns on the streets, forcing ordinary people to clean up the garbage on the streets.

This is the rule that Mr. Yu used the greatest power in his hand to set down before entering the black prison, and for this reason, he also told me a story, even if everyone felt that it was a face-saving project.

At that time, Mr. Yu said: "There is such an experiment in this world, that is, after putting a few monkeys into an iron cage, after moving a bunch of bananas, as long as those monkeys want to eat bananas, they will electrify the iron cage......

"Over time, the monkeys won't eat bananas anymore."

"At this time, put in a new monkey, and when the new monkey wants to eat bananas, you don't need electricity, and those old monkeys will go up and beat it, because they are afraid of electricity, and slowly form a rule."

"Eventually, all the old monkeys were replaced, and all of them were replaced with new monkeys one by one without power, so there was an extra rule in the iron cage, that is, any monkey who wanted to eat bananas would be beaten, even if no one knew why."

Enforce everyone to obey first, and then lead others through their own inertia, and what you want, will gradually come into being in this environment.

What?

The first monkey to be beaten was wronged?

But you seem to have forgotten that anyone who is the first to eat crabs in this world knows very well that opportunities and risks coexist, and they just encounter risks.

As I stood in the office of the Judicial Affairs Commission and looked downstairs, watching the people who were being guarded by the Green Skins and forcibly cleaning the streets pointing at the vendors who were making garbage in the market, I could see which monkeys were old and which were new, but I didn't know which role I was going to play in the chaos of northern Myanmar.

Tick, tick, tick.

The phone in the office rang.

After I picked it up, I heard an inexplicable voice: "Hello, we are from the Southern Xinjiang Grain Export Company, and I saw that your video there landed on the Internet before, and it was really miserable, and it has reached the point of not being hungry...... In this way, we have a batch of old grain, and we originally planned to donate it, so why don't we donate it to you? ”

I hung up the phone.

Has this scam company changed its routine?

Selling tea instead of donating food?

Tick, tick, tick.

The phone just hung up when my phone rang.

The voice of the West Asian came after I answered the phone: "Mr. Xu." ”

"Hmm." I answered.

"I'm being detained at the checkpoint, please tell your people, I have something important to discuss with you."

Detained at a checkpoint?

The West Asians were detained at our Mengneng checkpoint?

The more I listened, the more nonsense I became, and a rough voice had already appeared on the phone: "Master Xu, the leader of the fourth patrol squad at the Mengneng checkpoint, report to you!" ”

"Let go."

"Yes!"

The West Asian people came, or sneakily, and what makes me even more glad is that Mengneng is no longer a public toilet where everyone can come and go freely, and after their training, the checkpoint can catch people now!

Ugh.

In my contemplation, a green pickup truck drove into the compound of the Judicial Council, and the West Asians were sent over by several green skinned soldiers.

When the West Asian appeared at the door of my office, I deliberately said with a tough attitude: "Come and say hello in advance, this is wartime, if you really go crazy, don't you let me bear the infamy of killing my friends and stealing friends?" ”

The West Asian didn't take it seriously at all, lit a cigarette for himself, and sat down across from my desk.

At that moment, I slowly closed the door.

"Mr. Xu, I have to come this time."

"What can't you say on the phone?"

"What if you recorded?"

I walked back behind my desk, looked at him, and asked again, "What the hell is going on?" ”

"Did you get a call?" The West Asian asked very mysteriously: "Is it a grain import and export company called, asking for a call to donate your grain?" ”

I looked at him and nodded.

"I've already reported your matter, and the above means that some assistance can be provided appropriately."

"But there's more to it on your own."

I turned the corner in a flash.

It turned out that those businessmen in China, just like they didn't wash their faces when they got up in the morning, donated food and materials to all over the world!

I said, how can these people make two dollars like their brains are pierced, and they are spread abroad!

"What do you want?"

The West Asian said cautiously: "This is not a transaction. ”

He said earnestly word by word: "It's that the people of northern Myanmar are living too hard in the war, and the well-meaning businessmen in the country are moved by compassion and plan to help you with a batch of food." ”

"You don't expect any tendencies on this, let alone think about pulling the tiger's skin to make a big banner, you have to understand a truth, we are not the United States, we don't like to raise a force under someone else's regime."

"I prefer to communicate under the principle of fairness."

"So, the company that came to your aid is a private enterprise, and this is just a mercy on the part of the business owner."

When this West Asian smiled at me, I finally understood why so many countries in the world were hostile to us...... Te Oriental!

"How much grain?"

"I didn't say it."

"How long will you be able to help?"

"It depends on the mood of the business owner."

Pretty!

This means that raising your hand with a naked strand directly locks your neck!

If you are obedient, the food will be endless, and if you are not obedient, tomorrow the owner of the business will stop the transportation immediately if he is in a bad mood.

This is the way of life that our country stands in this world, and even integrates this way of life into all parts of life, even when cooking, there is a similar shadow, just like the sentence 'tight pot porridge, slow pot oil, unhurried pig's head'.

"Mr. Xu, our leader said that this is a decision that has the potential to change the pattern of northern Myanmar, and you will definitely need time to think about how to make this decision......

"During this time, I'm waiting for your news, and I hope you can be the first to notify me when the results are available."

"Wait!"

I watched the West Asian get up, stopped me, and asked, "Then, what about the weapons and equipment?" ”

The West Asian turned to me and smiled, "Do you still need to ask?" ”

yes, do you need to ask?

After I took Mengneng, the West Asian people sent weapons and equipment, I took Mengmao, and the West Asian people sent food, and now he is waiting for my news in Mengneng, he is a weapon, do you need to ask? If you ask, how will he answer you? This time, they are here to show kindness for the grain import and export company, not to be arms dealers.

I was glad that my country was strong, but I was also uncomfortable that I had put this desire to rule on me after the country was strong, so I fell into deep thought in my office. (End of chapter)