Hpakant Town is located in the Wulu River Basin that flows through the mountains of northern Myanmar. It is the most concentrated jade mining area in Myanmar. Under the control of the Myanmar Army, this area can provide 95% of the jadeite production for the world market.
Wearing a mysterious cloak.
Without special channels, ordinary people cannot easily enter this area, especially now when the civil war breaks out.
Of course, big businessmen on the border like Zhou Shuanghu are not included in this list.
It seems that they have already opened up the channels, and this is not the first time they have entered Pagan Town.
Two off-road vehicles sped along the road and arrived at the heavily guarded town of Hpakant. A large number of Burmese troops were stationed around Pakant Town, which can be said to be the economic lifeline of Myanmar.
Therefore, the security here can be said to be the strictest, even stricter than the capital of Myanmar.
The car of Zhou Shuanghu and others was stopped at the gate of Pagan Town.
This time, even if Wu Qin, the commander-in-chief, comes forward, it will be useless. The military control here is very strict.
Zhou Shuanghu made a phone call.
More than ten minutes.
Several cars drove out from inside Pagan Town.
Two off-road vehicles were parked. A short, middle-aged man with dark skin got out of the vehicle. He was a typical Burmese man. He was wearing a gold-encrusted robe and many jade ornaments hanging on his body. He was followed by five or six men carrying AK47s on their backs.
The bodyguard gave Zhou Shuanghu a warm hug as soon as he got off the car: "Oh, dear Zhou, you are finally here."
Although this man's Chinese is stiff, he speaks it very well.
"Sandu, my friend, I want to trouble you again." Zhou Shuanghu said.
"What's the trouble? We are old friends. I heard that you brought me a new friend this time." Sandhu said.
"Not bad," Zhou Shuanghu waved to Song Yi, and Song Yi walked up.
Zhou Shuanghu introduced: "This is Mr. Song, a big businessman from China, very powerful."
Sandu looked at Song Yi, who was a head taller than him, had a pair of beautiful long legs, and was wearing a camouflage uniform. There was a burst of light in her slender eyes, and he said: "Beautiful
Mr. Song, nice to meet you!"
Sandhu opened his hands for a warm hug.
Song Yi hurriedly stretched out her hand and said: "Hello, Boss Sandhu."
Sandupi let go of his hand without a smile, squeezed Song Yi's soft little hand and said, "Please, let's go to my manor to take a rest and taste our Pagan's food and wine."
Sandhu greeted.
He was obviously very powerful in the local area, and with him around, the Burmese troops quickly let him go.
A group of people drove into Hpakant town.
Pagan Town is almost composed of a large number of mines. In the narrow area between the mines are the buildings of Pagan Town, which are very crowded. A large number of workers gather in Pagan Town, and there are also patrolling troops on the road.
The car sped along and arrived at a mine west of Pagan Town. There was a large manor along the river below the mine, covering an area of thousands of square meters.
Plantains, palm trees and tropical vegetation are planted at the door.
There is a moving iron gate at the door, with two armed guards standing there. After the car drives in, there is a huge swimming pool in front of it, and several beauties in bikinis are playing in it. Drive along the road to the
In front of the manor is a large villa.
Song Yi nodded secretly.
This Sandhu is obviously not an ordinary person to own such a manor in a place like Pagan where there is so little land.
It seems that Zhou Shuanghu is not bragging. This Sandhu should be a very powerful jadeite mine owner.
A group of people sat down in a tropical-style straw shed in front of the villa, divided into guests of honor. Sandu waved, and immediately several beauties in cool clothes came over carrying a variety of food and drinks.
After putting them down, these women did not go away.
Instead, he walked to Zhou Shuanghu and others and sat down, with a gentle and affectionate look on his face, and he just served them personally.
A Burmese girl also sat down next to Lian Long Xiaoshan.
Not to mention, although women in Southeast Asia are generally short, thin and dark, and there are relatively few beautiful women, this is only for ordinary people. For a jade king like Sandhu, it is very easy to find a few beautiful women.
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These women are all very good-looking, with good figures. They wear very little, only wearing tube tops and grass skirts, and they appear to be only seventeen or eighteen years old.
Zhou Shuanghu and others hugged her unceremoniously and asked those women to serve them.
Even Wu Qin, a master of lowering his head, unabashedly put his hands on the woman next to him and started walking around.
Long Xiaoshan stared, thinking about such excitement, and hugged him with one arm. The Burmese girl sitting next to him almost pressed into his arms, feeding him with a wine glass, she was very enthusiastic.
Song Yi has been in business for so long.
I have long been used to this kind of scene.
Not to mention in Myanmar, even in China, when it comes to socializing, there are too many scenes of cuddling and hugging. If you see it, you should pretend you can't see it. After all, this is the current trend.
However, when I caught a glimpse of Long Xiaoshan holding a Burmese girl while drinking, he felt annoyed for no reason. He suddenly put down the wine glass in his hand, pushed the girl beside him and said, "Go away, I can drink by myself."
At the same time, she glared at Long Xiaoshan fiercely.
Long Xiaoshan coughed, and quickly pulled away the Burmese girl who was sitting in his arms. He clasped his hands together and said with an upright face: "No, thank you, I can do it myself."
Although he is definitely not a Liu Xia Hua sitting still and pregnant, he is not so hungry as to be selective about food.
No matter how good this Burmese girl is, she is incomparable to the top beauties around him.
Even Song Yi is much prettier than this Burmese girl, and her proud long legs are even more impressive.
The Burmese girls looked at Long Xiaoshan with resentment. Although they were Sandu's female slaves and usually had to receive many guests, they also hoped that the guests would be good-looking, especially young and handsome guests like Long Xiaoshan.
It's definitely more comfortable than serving a pig like Zhou Shuanghu.
Sandhu said: "My guest, are you not satisfied with my hospitality?"
"Of course not," Long Xiaoshan coughed; "I just have a girlfriend and I'm not used to this kind of hospitality. I hope Boss Sang can forgive me."
"I didn't expect that my little brother is... well, how do you say it in Chinese, an honorable gentleman, haha, an honorable gentleman." Sandhu laughed loudly.
Zhou Shuanghu's eyes flashed with a cold light. He certainly knew why Long Xiaoshan did not accept the service of the Burmese girl. It was not that this boy had an affair with Song Yi, and Song Yi almost had the word "jealous" written on her forehead just now.
He has now confirmed that the two are in a relationship, pretending to be siblings.
Damn, Song Yi is not young anymore. Although she is well-maintained, she is almost forty years old. Long Xiaoshan is so young, but this bitch knows how to play and raise a young and strong little wolfdog.
