Zhang Jun politely clasped his hands together and nodded slightly, as if he was about to worship Buddha.
"Is there still such etiquette here?" Lao Xian asked Zhang Jun in a low voice, very puzzled.
"Don't talk nonsense,"
Zhang Jun frowned and scolded.
"Haha, let's eat together."
Kun Li smiled kindly, and then greeted Zhang Jun and walked towards the side door. We didn't know the way here, so we could only follow behind cautiously. But I think this Kun Li is a little strange, because his age is hard to figure out. , you can say that he is thirty-seven or eighteen years old, and it is not too much to say that he is about fifty years old, and this person looks quite calm and gentle, and seems to be very kind-hearted, but I always feel uncomfortable.
A strong man followed behind Kun Li and walked out of the side door. We followed him. When we got outside, I saw a long row of raincoats with a ten-meter-long dining table underneath. The place was full of people. The fat black guy we came here is also sitting here, quite close to the front.
Next to this table, there are many small tables, and people are sitting next to them. Seeing this scene reminds me of my hometown in the Northeast, when the red and white weddings were held in the countryside, it was very down-to-earth.
Men account for about 70% of the people here, and there are probably more than 50 people, all of whom are young adults between the ages of 20 and 35. The rest include children, girls, and women, all of whom are wearing the same clothes. It's not very clean, and it looks quite disturbing.
"Do you eat like this every day? No family can afford it."
Han Dayan said with some doubts.
"This is a banquet held for a special event. You are here. This is Mr. Kun Li's way of showing respect to the president. We don't usually eat like this." Zhang Jun explained.
"We're going to respect each other, but I'd rather give you face." Nanmanzi said with a smile.
"Haha." Zhang Jun smiled and didn't explain anything.
"sit down."
Kun Li pointed to the empty chair and said.
Zhang Jun was not polite and sat directly on his left side. Then he pointed to the opposite side and said, "Nan Nan, you can sit down too. Mr. Kun Li is easy-going and doesn't have so many rules."
"good."
I nodded and sat on the right side of Kun Li.
"I'm not in good health and I haven't drank for many years. The conditions here are limited and the reception is not good. Please forgive me, haha."
Kun Li said with a smile.
"Very good, very good." I nodded repeatedly.
"There are too many people, so I won't introduce them one by one. Get to know each other yourself, haha." Kun Li said to the people at our table. When he spoke, no one around him used chopsticks to pick up food.
Zhang Jun winked at me. I thought for a moment, picked up the wine glass, stood up and said, "My name is Xiang Nan. I am new to this place. Please forgive me for any inconvenience. I will borrow Mr. Kun Li's wine glass." , thank you all.”
Everyone looked at me with smiles and said nothing.
I felt awkward holding the wine glass, blinked my eyes, and then looked at Kun Li and asked, "Can they understand Chinese?"
"Haha." Kun Li suddenly laughed.
"Pap-pap-pap-pap."
There was applause from below, and I immediately breathed a sigh of relief. I raised my neck and drank the wine. The spicy taste rushed into my throat, which made me cry. Five seconds later, I wiped my nose and said, "I'll go, this wine is really strong." Son,."
"Ha ha."
Everyone laughed again.
"Hello Xiangnan, my name is Chameng," the fat black man stood up and extended his hand.
"Hello, Brother Meng."
"Have a drink." Cha Meng poured the wine and said.
"There is a saying in our hometown that you can't express emotions by drinking from a cup. When I come to Myanmar, you are the one who leads the way. Let's change the bowl." I said with flying eyes.
"Come on, come and get the bowl."
Cha Meng and I put on big bowls, clinked them together, and drank them all in one gulp.
"Hello Xiangnan, Mr. Zhang Jun has brought me business. You are his friend, so you are our distinguished guest. My name is Quida, and I want to propose a toast to you." Chameng, the fat black man, once again stood up opposite a strong man.
I was stunned for a moment when I heard his words, then smiled and said, "Okay."
After a while, I started drinking heavily before I even had time to eat. Since I hadn’t eaten properly for many days, my stomach began to cramp after a few sips. I had to endure the toasts of four or five people at the table. After finishing, he immediately sat on the stool and gritted his teeth to force himself not to vomit.
"Haha, use your chopsticks."
Kun Li took the chopsticks and said with a smile.
"Thank you General Kunli."
The people below suddenly shouted in unison, which made us a little confused. Lao Xian was just short of words. After thinking about it for a long time, he said to Zhang Jun: "Fuck, if a man of fifty or so dares to call me a general, then I will be brilliant." At that time, he had to be the Chairman of the Military Commission. Counting all the men and women from the sea, there were about a hundred serious people."
"...Can you stop being rude? I can't stop your mouth no matter how much I eat. Fifty people dare to destroy me with guns. A teenage kid dares to poke a mine. The flow of goods in the Mekong River Basin in Myanmar. Kun If you don't nod your head, you won't be able to transport your hair." Zhang Jun replied in an irritable voice.
The old immortal curled his lips and then stopped talking.
When the banquet began, Kun Li took two bites of green vegetables and then started talking to Zhang Jun.
"How is business lately, Mr. Kun Li?" Zhang Jun asked, dragging his chin.
"It's not good. In recent years, international attention has begun to focus on the Golden Triangle. Countries have become more and more intensive in anti-drug operations. Poppy fields have slowly turned into crop fields. Our industry has suffered a big blow." Kun Li said with a smile. He shook his head with a smile and said.
"...If we do this, won't this industry become extinct?" Zhang Jun took a sip of water and said slowly.
"That's not necessarily true. The market pays attention to the relationship between supply and demand. Whatever you buy, you will sell. The drug industry has huge profits. Eliminating the Golden Triangle will not solve the actual problem." Kunsha said slowly.
"That's right." Zhang Jun nodded.
"Anyway, thank you, Boss Yin, for your financial support, haha." Kun Li said.
"Between friends, there is no need to say thank you." Zhang Junting said in a falsely polite tone.
"There is something that I have always been puzzled about." Kun Li thought for a moment and said.
"You say."
"Boss Yin, you give me money and never ask for it. This makes me very uneasy, haha." Kun Li nodded and said.
"I'm here just to ask for help." Zhang Jun thought for a moment and said.
"As long as you order the goods, it's not a request. What's more, I'm not doing this business with Boss Yin. To be honest, I really don't understand him." Kun Li continued.
"Mr. Kun Li, please feel free to hold on to the funds. On that day when I really beg you, just don't say NO," Zhang Jun said slowly.
"Haha, when do you want the goods?" Kun Li nodded and asked.
"I'll just make the connection. You can discuss the specific matters with Guangzhou, and we won't get involved, haha." Zhang Jun waved his hand and said.
"How was the food?" Kun Li asked, changing the subject.
"Very good." Zhang Jun replied, thought for a moment and asked, "How are my friends?"
"That's pretty good." Kun Li nodded and replied.
"hehe."
The two of them smiled and the banquet continued.
…
After the banquet, Zhang Jun and I walked around casually with Kun Li, but we didn't talk much. What he meant in his words was that you guys will stay here for now and nothing else was said.
When we get back to the attic where we live.
Zhang Jun, I, Lao Xian, and Li Hao got together and had a small meeting.
"...Jun, what is your relationship with this Kun Li?" I asked with a frown.
"My boss gives him money and he entertains me. That's the relationship." Zhang Jun replied truthfully.
"Why are you giving me money? Are you asking for drugs or arms?" I asked in confusion.
"...That's bullshit. My boss is a serious businessman. Selling drugs, arms, and firearms is a dirty deal. He won't do it. China's economic control is very strict. There is a lot of money, and the source cannot be explained. But Kun There are some methods here, such as casting a net investment, we not only give money to Kun Li and his family, there are such people in Vietnam and Laos." Zhang Jun explained briefly.
I thought for a moment and then nodded.
"Nannan, you can't stay in China now, you can only hang around here." Zhang Jun said.
"You are short-tempered. How good Kun Li is with your boss is your business. I know that we can't eat dry food while we stay here." Lao Xian replied.
"...No, I'll ask Kun Li to get you an identity, and you can go into the city to do some business." Zhang Jun asked tentatively.
"Nannan, you're here now, so if you have to fight, just give it a try," Li Hao said suddenly, dragging his chin.
When I heard his words, my eyes lit up.
Yes, you have come here. If you hang out here for a few years and then run back to China in despair, the situation will not be much better. We have too many people. It will be good if regular business can maintain food and clothing. If this economy If you return home with strength, your sins here will be in vain.
"Forget it, let's just stay here for a while." I thought for a long time and said decisively.
"Then since you have decided, I won't say anything. I have..." Zhang Jun said and was about to take out his card.
"Come on, take a rest now. We have no money. Let me tell you, there is no shortage now."
I just waved my hand and blocked the conversation.
"Okay, then I'll do as you say. I'll leave tomorrow. You just arrived. You can wander around as you like, but it's best to stay within Mongla and don't go anywhere else. After all, you don't have a passport." Zhang Jun thought about it. Without even thinking about it, he gave instructions.
"good."
I nodded in agreement.
In this way, we were completely settled in this Yuzhai. On the evening of the next day, Zhang Jun left by boat, still alone when he left.
We stayed for three days, and the body was almost recovered. Everyone was very curious about this country. I went to Guanhei Fatty Chameng to borrow two pickup trucks and planned to go out for a stroll. He was not bad and specially arranged one for me. Tour guide, let him take us to have fun.
As soon as the tour guide got on the bus, the old fairy asked secretly: "Hey, do you know where there is such a thing here?"
"...What is that?" the tour guide asked in confusion.
"Fuck, I can't even understand this. I want to ask where there is a place for sex here." The old fairy said shyly.
"Ah,,,I understand."
The tour guide suddenly realized.
Ten minutes later, we drove two cars to the foot of Zhaizi Mountain. A very old and rusty mountain cannon stood proudly at the foot of the mountain.
"This cannon is for sightseeing. It will definitely not be able to be fired. It will be interesting if you take a photo." The tour guide said casually.
"……."
The old immortal looked at Po Pao, remained silent for a long time, gritted his teeth and replied: "The eyes are too big, I can't hit him."
"Actually, this cannon is quite easy to shoot, but without the shells, I can't demonstrate it to you. Let's just take pictures." The tour guide still said seriously.