"Luck is only temporary, failure and regret will run through your life!"
Zhang Yang stood in the hall with sharp eyes, stretched out his slender but firm right arm, and nudged several fat-headed and big-eared men standing opposite.
The men she pointed at all had disdain on their faces, and occasionally a few looked mocking.
"Reporter Zhang, this is not your Dongzhou. Who can only talk and talk? The problem is that it's useless! The film," a fat man standing in the middle mocked mercilessly.
His name is Cao Yang, he is in the service industry, and he is well-known in the local banking circles. There are billions of cash lying in the bank that can be withdrawn at any time. It is said that it is specially used by the bankers from outside who want to get their money back to China to exchange for legal assets.
Zhang Yang swallowed a mouthful of saliva and tried to make a final attempt: "Mr. Cao, we have already lost enough money, why can't we let the child come back?"
Cao Yang spread his hands, pretending to be stupid in an exaggerated way, and said: "I really don't know the boy named Lin Yu you are talking about, and I don't know where he is. Hey, let me tell you, Reporter Zhang, why do you think that this boy is here?
A lost person will be here with me? You have to look for him in a shameful place. Aren't you going the wrong way when you come to me?"
"Mr. Cao, everyone knows that you are the one in KK Park..."
"KK Park, haven't you already inquired about it? Why are you still here?"
"Mr. Cao, please don't..." Zhang Yang tried his best to persuade.
"Say no more!" Cao Yang interrupted Zhang Yang's words without politeness and said sarcastically, "If a capable person like Reporter Zhang has the time to come to my little place to scold me, why don't he just go to Myanmar to find someone?"
"Hahaha!" someone laughed.
"Just this woman, as soon as she entered Myanmar, she screamed at her father the next day." Someone else made a self-righteous and dirty joke.
"Don't they, little Internet celebrities, just want to ride on the popularity of the Internet? Do you think they are really out to plead for the people? Oh, I understand, you have bad teeth because you want to provoke her to complain about it so that you can drink and support her later.
Armrest? Just dream!" someone sneered.
"Handrails? You can drive the train now!" Someone showed their vulgar taste unscrupulously.
"Scum! Beast!" Zhang Yang's eyes were cold, and he had no extravagant hope in his heart. Letting these guys who had sucked enough human blood spit out some bones was even harder than reaching the sky.
She glanced around at everyone and walked out of the company hall where Cao Yang was working with photographer Xiao Zhao and a middle-aged woman with a sad face.
"Mr. Cao, this little girl is so dishonest. Do you want to send a few people to teach her a lesson? Take a set of photos and videos or something?" After Zhang Yang and others left, a tall and burly girl with two obviously flowery arms appeared.
The man suggested.
Cao Yang pursed his lips in a cold arc. A few years ago, if a young woman with no background and no strength would have barged in on her own initiative, she would have resorted to even more ruthless tactics.
The physical torture was nothing more than beatings, torture, electrotherapy, etc. For this group of experienced people who returned from Myanmar, the real scene was far more terrifying than people could imagine.
Physical torture is just pain, while psychological torture is unknown fear. It will destroy people's psychological defenses bit by bit, causing people to collapse and then slowly go crazy.
While they are unable to survive or die, they are squeezing all the value of their family and family away from them. Even if they have no money, they have ten thousand ways to convert people into cash.
Generally speaking, after such an encounter, people will always long for death, or even be happy to die, because finally they no longer have to suffer this crime while alive.
These methods are all a summary of Burma's actual combat experience.
Cao Yang, who felt that he had great power, raised the corners of his lips coldly and said contemptuously: "She is just a woman. She can't make big waves, so we don't need to worry about her. Now that the outside world is strict, we have to be careful ourselves."
After saying that, he seemed to be worried and warned again: "You guys, please take it easy and don't resort to these scary things. You guys are rich and have families, so you are no more afraid of nothing than you were before when you were barefoot."
.Be careful if you are caught, we will put you in a cage and step on a sewing machine to crush you to death!"
"I know, Mr. Cao!" Everyone responded in unison.
Several people walked out of the door. The middle-aged woman's eyes were dull and she muttered someone's nickname as she walked aimlessly towards the bustling street.
"Sister Liu..." Xiao Zhao just wanted to chase him out, but was pulled back by Zhang Yang.
Xiao Zhao hesitated and said: "Sister Yang, let's just ignore Sister Liu?"
Zhang Yang looked heavy, looked at the woman leaving alone, and blamed himself: "Before she found us, she had suffered too many hardships and deceptions. We gave her hope, but today the hope was shattered again, which was a blow to her.
It can’t be said that it’s not high. Hey, forget it.”
Xiao Zhao lowered his head: "Didn't we accompany her all the way here to find someone?"
Zhang Yang withdrew his gaze, looked at the young Xiao Zhao, and patiently explained: "You don't have a child yet, so you don't know how painful a mother's grief is when she loses her child."
Xiao Zhao pursed his lips and did not retort.
Zhang Yang stood on the crowded street and suddenly felt very lonely.
Her mind kept echoing Cao Yang's words just now: "If you have the ability, go to Mianbei and find someone by yourself!"
Zhang Yang shook his head vigorously, trying to wake himself up, and then went to a prestigious local law firm as planned.
The two came to the office and told the front desk clerk that they had made an appointment with Lawyer Liu.
The clerk replied that Lawyer Liu was still receiving guests and asked them to take a rest on the small coffee table in the hall.
"Thank you." Zhang Yang, who was sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window, thanked the clerk for the coffee, but didn't take a few sips. He just looked at the scenery outside the window lonelyly.
Xiao Zhao opened his laptop and typed away.
At this time, a man with six-inch short hair sat next to Zhang Yang with a cup of coffee and asked casually: "Are you here to get someone?"
Zhang Yang glanced at the man and looked away, not interested in chatting with anyone.
The short-haired man shrugged nonchalantly and said to himself: "That's right. Lawyers, you know a few of them. Maybe a blind cat can actually fish out a dead mouse when it encounters one."
Zhang Yang picked up the cup and took a sip of coffee, his eyes still outside the window.
The short-haired man chuckled: "It is better to ask for help from others than from yourself. Sometimes, you have to rely on yourself."
When Xiao Zhao, who was immersed in his work, heard this, he immediately raised his head and said sarcastically: "You are so awesome, why are you here begging for help?"
The short-haired man put down his cup, his expression became serious, and he said in a deep voice: "I just want to give myself an explanation. Since the upright path is not possible, I can't blame myself for going through the mountains of fire."
What do you want to do?
Are you brave enough to go to Myanmar?
Zhang Yang turned his head and looked at the man in front of him for the first time.