I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Baturu certainly can't hear his former boss missing him.

Probably don't care.

After all, they all broke up.

  Working is like falling in love, you should avoid having any further contact, otherwise what if your new employer misunderstands you?

"Mr. Jiang!"

After joining the new company with his brothers and the property he had earned through his own ability, this tough guy, who was in Cao's camp but had his heart in Han and who finally succeeded in making a big move, immediately ran to Kaluzi in a low-key manner to pay a visit.

And the first moment they met, he knelt down in front of the other person without saying a word, on one knee, showing his piety.

His enthusiasm caught Boss Jiang off guard. Although they were backward, there was no need for these military leaders to imitate the feudal dynasty.

Wei Yi didn't come.

After all, military affairs are heavy.

With so many new recruits and a huge amount of armaments, it will indeed take some time to get busy.

"I don't know what tradition General Baturu has in the Allied Forces, but we don't have the rule of speaking while kneeling."

Jiang Chen spoke casually.

So Baturu stood up again without saying anything, supported his knees and clasped his fists towards him: "Yes."

This scene made Du Enqin, the owner of the Peace Hotel, who was accompanying them, laugh.

Baturu noticed her, and then clasped his hands and bowed to her, "Boss Du."

Du Enqin asked meaningfully, "Do you know me?"

"I have long admired my name."

"How could that be? I'm not famous at all."

"Boss Du is modest. I often hear Boss Du's name from General Wei."

Du Enqin was surprised, then laughed and said, "General Wei and I are just casual friends, how could he mention me so often?"

Baturu stopped talking.

Du Enqin also stopped there, "Mr. Jiang, the food is ready."

Jiang Chen nodded, "Let's eat first."

Pei Yunxi is not here. She went to inspect the construction site.

That's right.

The KE factory, which had been bombed to the ground, resumed construction amid smoke of war.

Words left by our ancestors.

The most dangerous place is the safest place.

Xu Kuan also has his own job.

Three people took their seats.

Baturu, who had made great achievements, was neither arrogant nor impatient. He sat upright with his back straight. Although he was such a sturdy and strong man, he looked like an elementary school student in class.

And know it.

He had just played Lord Jin around, turning him from the glorious commander of the allied forces into a laughing stock.

Being rough on the outside but delicate on the inside, there is nothing better than being brave and resourceful.

"General Baturu, if you don't make a name for yourself, you will be remembered by history. I offer a toast to General Baturu."

Du Enqin said with a smile, and performed her best.

Deserting in the middle of a battle is not actually a glorious thing. Even if Lord Jin becomes a laughing stock, the reputation of Baturu among the outside world is probably not a good one.

But it doesn’t matter. People who achieve great things don’t care about small details.

  If I don’t go to hell, who will?

"Boss Du, thank you for your praise."

Baturu raised his glass to Du Enqin, then drank it down with his head tilted back, apparently not noticing the ambiguity in the other party's words.

"I don't know why General Pakistan would take such a big risk if he is not willing to disclose it..."

Du Enqin looked curious.

Baturu knew what she wanted to ask, and took the initiative to answer: "When we were defeated by General Wei, he could have killed me and my brothers. But he showed mercy. If General Wei had not shown mercy, we would have become wandering ghosts. I owe General Wei my life."

No wonder Lord Jin would consciously transfer Wei Yi back from the front line and let him be idle and hold a nominal position.

He must be consciously guarding against something.

But it was too late.

Without anyone noticing, Wei Yi had already built up cliques throughout the army.

You can know a person’s face but not his heart.

On the surface, it looks like a smelly and hard stone, but I didn't expect it to be so scheming.

Du Enqin drank silently, feeling emotional.

"Are you Manchu?"

Jiang Chen asked.

"I'm Burmese." As if he knew what his new boss was thinking, Baturu took the initiative to explain: "I chose this name because I really like the history and culture of China. To be honest with you, Mr. Jiang, my idol is Nurhaci."

Fortunately, it was Nurhaci, and he didn’t say anything about Mr. Sun, otherwise he would have been in trouble.

No wonder he gave himself such a name.

"General Ba lives up to his name," Du Enqin complimented.

"Boss Du is too kind. I am a rough man and I only understand one thing: to repay kindness."

  Master Jin should really come and listen.

It’s really no wonder that the younger brothers are so eager to rebel.

Sometimes you really have to look for your own reasons.

Whether one's character is upright enough, whether one's sentiments are noble enough, and whether one's virtues can convince others.

Du Enqin was very curious about how Wei Yi would break the impasse and prove his worth in the face of the allied forces. She expected that Wei Yi would not lose, but she never expected this would be the outcome.

What an amazing plan to cut off the source of the problem.

He had already known that Lord Jin would destroy the bridge after crossing it, but he had been forbearing and making plans in secret. Could that stone, the idol, be Gou Jian, the King of Yue?

"I heard that General Ba tricked Lord Jin into sending all his drones here?"

Baturu corrected Du Enqin's description and said with a clear conscience: "It's not a lie. It's taken openly. It's all approved."

Jiang Chen couldn't help but smile.

"And didn't those drones originally belong to Mr. Jiang?"

A hit!

Du Enqin looked at Jiang Chen teasingly.

Jiang Chen was not embarrassed either.

Perhaps, he was once a sucker, but now the situation has changed and the title of sucker has been given to someone else.

For this, he had to thank Baturu.

“What are your current needs?”

Boss Jiang finally spoke.

Also.

This battle was so brilliant, and it helped him vent his anger and get rid of the label of being a sucker. As the financial backer, he should at least show some appreciation.

Using both kindness and severity, and clearly distinguishing rewards and punishments, are the methods that people in high positions should use.

“No demand!”

Baturu acted without hesitation and was extremely decisive.

  But who can't hear that he is saying one thing and thinking another?

"General Ba, you have to think carefully. If you miss this opportunity, you will never get it again." Du Enqin teased.

Baturu still didn't say anything, which clearly showed that he was retreating in order to advance.

Also.

He was not a rough man.

"The soldiers have worked hard. From now on, everyone's salary will be doubled. Sponsored by Peace Hotel."

Du Enqin was a little confused.

Baturu clasped his fists in thanks, "On behalf of all the soldiers, I thank Mr. Jiang!"

"And Boss Du!"

"From now on, all soldiers who join the rebel army will be treated equally and enjoy the same salary and benefits."

Jiang Chen added.

If you want people to work hard, it's not enough to just shout slogans, you have to show some real and practical benefits.

The morale of the allied forces is already unsettled. Once this policy is released, isn't that a typical case of adding insult to injury?

The purpose of joining the warlords was to make a living. It was obvious which choice to make, given the same job and double the salary.

"Don't worry, Mr. Jiang. I will definitely inform General Wei of this policy and vigorously promote it. Those balloons are useless if they are just stored away."

Fortunately, Ne Win, who came up with this idea, has been killed, otherwise I would have been so angry that I would have died.

After having a meal, Baturu set off without stopping and left Kaluzi after a short stay.

After all, the current peace is only temporary, and the allied forces may make a comeback at any time. Maybe the exasperated Lord Jin is already mobilizing his troops now.

"I don't have any money."

After the people left, Du Enqin immediately said.

"It won't cost much. You don't even have this much money?"

Du Enqin smiled and said, "Mr. Jiang, you are a noble man, and this is not worth mentioning to you, but for people like us who run small businesses, it is really difficult to ask."

Jiang Chen looked at her and said nothing.

Du Enqin said angrily: "I have already given my people to Mr. Jiang, why is Mr. Jiang still after my money!"

Jiang Chen's face turned serious, and he immediately said, "Don't talk nonsense."

"Miss Pei is not here anyway."

Du Enqin was determined to take the risk, as if she would rather put money than her life.

"You are a businessman, don't you understand the return rate of venture capital? You invest now, and when Wei Yi succeeds in counterattacking, do you think he will let you suffer a loss, considering your friendship?"

Du Enqin was extremely calm. She didn't listen to anyone's lies and said firmly, "I have no friendship with him."

Jiang Chen shook his head and sighed. "I think compared to Mr. Jiang, those cyber fraudsters in the park are nothing compared to him. Mr. Jiang is a typical example of someone who gets something for nothing. He lets others think of the ideas and do all the hard work."

It's not a complaint, but rather a mixture of resentment.

Jiang Chen smiled and stopped teasing the other person.

"Please take some time to go to Weiyi."

"what?"

Du Enqin immediately showed a look of vigilance, "There's a war going on there, Mr. Jiang, you're not going to kill people to silence them, are you?"

"Wei Yi has arrested a lot of people. He doesn't have the energy to take care of this matter right now. You go and take over. It may be helpful to your work."

Du Enqin breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "I have done my best to investigate."

Jiang Chen nodded, affirming the other party's efforts, "Individual strength is limited, so sometimes, we need external help."

As he spoke, he took out a card similar to a business card from his pocket and handed it over.

Du Enqin took it curiously, looked down, her pupils slightly contracted, and then she slowly raised her head.

"Wei Zu?"

The proprietress of the Peace Hotel is indeed well-informed and seems to know all the powerful people in Myanmar.

Jiang Chen nodded.

Du Enqin's eyes flickered with complex expressions, including shock, realization, and... fear.

She held the card in her hand and asked, "How many chess pieces does Mr. Jiang have left?"

Jiang Chen looked at her and smiled gentlemanly.

"you guess."

The war in Myanmar is in full swing, but in some places the time is peaceful and tranquil, and people are still immersed in the peaceful atmosphere of the Spring Festival.

"Sister, Jiang Chen really doesn't plan to come to celebrate the New Year?"

Sichuan and Shu.

A certain village.

Seeing that the New Year was almost over, Wu Sheng finally lost his patience and grumbled to his sister.

of course.

Behind the parents' backs.

He squatted by the ridge of the field, holding a weed in his hand that he wanted to pull out casually. Not far away was his own square pond. He looked at his sister who had her back to him and looked out of place in this village, and muttered to himself, "Even if you have a girlfriend, you can't favor one over the other."

Even though this kid went to a big city and attended an "international school", his personality didn't change much in a short period of time.

"You eat his food and drink his drinks, and you still say bad things about him. Is that appropriate?"

Under normal circumstances, Wu Sheng might have flown away without even having the chance to finish his words, but perhaps because it was the Chinese New Year, he let the woman off because she had brought him back to celebrate the New Year.

"Isn't it my duty to eat his food and drink his drinks?"

The Martial Saint asked back, with strong arguments.

The woman turned around and glanced at him.

After running away from home, this kid not only did not realize the dangers of the outside world, but became even bolder. Facing his elder sister's murderous eyes, he would have been scared to death before, but now he did not flinch.

He threw away the weeds he was playing with and stood up, "Not fair!"

Unconsciously, he was taller than his sister. Of course, that was also because he was standing on the pile of field.

In the face of his shouting, the woman turned a deaf ear to it, treating it as air, and continued to look at the sparse smoke rising from the village.

"Sister, does he have a place for you in his heart?"

You are becoming more and more disrespectful.

The woman remained calm, and her tone was as gentle as this peaceful village.

"You have been around him, haven't you learned anything?"

"What to study?"

"In a man's world, there is more than just love between men and women."

The Martial Saint was startled, and suddenly fell silent, no longer shouting.

How could he not realize that his elder sister clearly didn't treat him as a child when she spoke like that?

"But sister, it's Chinese New Year now, this is a tradition. Even if no one comes, it won't be a big deal to call, right? Mom even asked me about it... But don't worry, I didn't say anything."

"Do you still want to go to the East China Sea?"

The woman with her long silk hair flowing down to her waist changed the subject.

"Go! I promised Jiang Chen that I would stay there, I can't break my promise!"

The Martial Saint spoke with great force and determination.

"When did you keep your promise?"

"It's different. It's a promise from man to man."

The woman turned around, and the moment her face appeared, the surrounding scenery suddenly became full of life.

"You admire him?"

Wu Sheng was about to deny it, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back and stammered, "A little bit."

"Why do you have to endure the hardship? What's wrong with staying here?"

"No, I don't want to waste my whole life in this small village like Brother Yongwen!"

The woman who was born in this village that was no different from countless other villages in China said indifferently, "Aren't the people here living well?"

"I don't want my life to be mediocre, I want my life to be as wonderful as my sister and Jiang Chen!"

The voice of the Martial Saint is high-pitched, revealing the sharpness and enthusiasm that a young man should have.

The woman who would alarm a large group of village cadres every time she returned to her hometown looked into the distance again.

"Sister, you will support me, right?"

The Martial Saint's eyes were filled with hope.

"I prefer you to stay here. You don't have to look for someone. Someone will naturally come to you and propose marriage. When you are old enough, you can get married and have a big fat boy. Then with your strength, you should be able to become a good farmer." The woman said mercilessly.

The Martial Saint's face grew darker as he listened, and finally he could no longer hold it in.

"I don't farm! And I will never get married so early. I'm not a tool to carry on the family line. If you want to get married, you get married. If you want to have children, you have children!"

After all, they are related by blood.

Who else would dare to talk nonsense like this?

Wu Sheng risked his life, blushing and saying, "Sister, whether you support me or not, I will follow my own ideas. Jiang Chen promised me anyway."

have to.

I have found a backer.

No wonder he became so brave.

"How long has he known him, and how can he trust him so much?"

"It's not him I trust."

Wu Sheng corrected him, "I believe in your judgment of men!"

The woman fell silent. She must have been enduring very hard. I wonder how much willpower it took for her to not throw the boy into the pond.

"What if you try your best but still don't achieve the goal you want?"

"Sister, you look down on me, don't you? Do you think I will never be able to reach Jiang Chen's level?"

Although the woman didn't say anything, it could be seen that she actually nodded slightly.

Heartbroken.

Even though I know my own worth and have self-awareness, I still feel a little uncomfortable when being belittled by my older sister who is from the same mother.

"Sister, you haven't even married yet, why are you so stubborn? I'm still so young, how can you be sure that I won't be as good as him in the future? Haven't you read novels and heard that you shouldn't despise the poor young man?"

"I've only heard that you shouldn't bully the poor middle-aged people, and you shouldn't bully the poor old people."

Wu Sheng choked and felt chest tightness, so he simply sat down on the mud without saying a word.

Not enough words to speculate.

  How to chat if you can’t continue?

"If you were smart, you wouldn't target him."

The woman did not consider her brother's feelings at all, or rather, she was considering her brother, but because of her narrow vision, her painstaking efforts might not be understood.

"I know he's powerful, maybe even more powerful than what I saw, but he's also a human being. He has a nose, two ears, a pair of eyes, a mouth, and no extra legs."

This guy probably didn't mean what he said.

Even if he had eight hundred guts, he could be domineering in the village and dare to look down on the village party secretary, but he certainly wouldn't dare to make dirty jokes with his sister.

Again.

It was Lampezhi who once educated someone.

There is a difference between viewing the moon from a well and viewing the sky as a mayfly.

When we were young, we all wanted to become billionaires, and we knew that it might be difficult. But it was not until we grew up that we realized the specific meaning of this "difficulty".

The Martial Saint sat carelessly on the mud, not caring at all about getting his clothes dirty, as he didn't need to wash them anyway.

"Sister, don't you really want me to be successful? If I, your brother, am successful, you will have someone to rely on in the future. If you are wronged, you can come to me to help you."

This kid.

Although he is young, he has great ambitions.

Help Bloody Guanyin.

How dare you brag like that.

He didn't even think about how his sister was a deity. Was there any man in the world who dared to bully his sister?

"And even if I really can't compare to Jiang Chen, chasing him will at least make me better than an ordinary person."

This is reasonable, pragmatic, and down-to-earth. Everything was normal at first, but the words this kid said to himself next were so shocking that it seemed to reveal his truest thoughts.

"Even if I'm not successful enough, it would be nice to learn from him and find a few more girlfriends."

When Lan Peizhi looked back, he saw that the Martial Saint was already crawling and rolling, not even bothering to keep his balance, and stumbled away for a long distance. Only when he felt it was safe enough did he dare to look back, with his chin raised and his muddy hands waving.

"The meal is ready, sister, go back and eat."

(End of this chapter)