The years when I was deceived into northern Myanmar

Chapter 154 When it comes to painting cakes, it has to be you!

"Hahahahaha..."

"Hahahahaha..."

"How big a cake did you draw for He Chuntian?"

Lao Qiao was sitting on the chair behind the Judicial Committee's office, laughing like crazy, leaning on the back of the chair and shaking all over.

"You said you were going to betray me, but you didn't give He Chuntian any evidence. It would be fine if he didn't mention it to Dabao when he went back. But if he does, don't let anyone slap him back?"

Old Qiao was very happy.

"If we don't mention this, He Chuntian should be being hunted down by a large number of people right now, right?"

I answered: "He has to listen to the scolding and at the same time tell himself like chanting a sutra, 'I am bearing the humiliation, I am bearing the humiliation.'"

boom!
Yang Rong and Bure'a all in the room laughed, laughing so hard.

"You're such a fucking loser."

"Then when will you secretly seize some of my goods and ask He Chuntian to send someone to pick them up?"

Lao Qiao, who had been very normal just now, suddenly lost his smile. The smiles on Yang Rong and Burea's faces froze in this second, as if they were frozen!
……

He Chuntian ran away.

After we finished talking last night, I ran away not long after I sent him back to the hotel, but I didn't know about it until the end.

In fact, he wanted to run away in the middle of the night. Unfortunately, this kid didn't seem to understand what a park was. As soon as he came downstairs at night, he had a whole team of green soldiers shine their flashlights on the corner. Fortunately, one of the green soldiers recognized him. I brought him in during the day, otherwise he would have received a beating first.

In the morning, I drove He Chuntian back to Menneng. After returning to Menneng, I didn’t go anywhere. I drove directly to the downstairs of the Judicial Committee, facing the parking lot of the main building. I didn’t get out of the car and lay down. Smoking in the car with the windows open.

Lao Qiao is a very suspicious person. To take risks in front of him, you have to make him trust you every step of the way without leaving any time difference.

So, I needed to be under a camera that he could trust completely.

So, after sitting upright in the car for an hour, I simply lay there and fell asleep. I don’t know how long I slept, but I heard a cry in my ears: “Lao Xu, Lao Xu?”

Brea!
I opened my eyes in confusion and looked at the sun with my hands. At that moment, I saw Boureat lying on the crack of the window and calling me.

I lowered the window, turned to look at him and asked, "When did you come?" According to my memory, he should be sleeping in the park at this time.

"04:30."

After saying this, I became energetic on the spot!
04: 30!
Yesterday, this guy drank like a dead dog. 04:30... Why is he here?
Is it possible...

I stared closely at his face, and Boureia pointed to the building opposite and said, "Old Qiao lets you go up."

When I looked out the car window, I happened to see Old Qiao standing at the window and smiling at me. When I picked up the phone again, there was a missed call with the note "Qiao" on it.

"Fuck!"

I pushed open the car door and ran all the way into the Judicial Committee building. The time on my phone showed 10:30!

I left 07 before 00:729 in the morning. After delivering He Chuntian, I parked the car downstairs of the Judicial Committee. The missed call time on my mobile phone was 10:00.

In other words, if Lao Qiao did not stay in the office overnight last night, when he came this morning, he would have seen my car but did not wake me up;

And if he had stayed here overnight last night, according to Lao Qiao's living habits, he would have been awake when I came, but he also did not wake me up.

What is he waiting for?
Under normal circumstances, shouldn't Lao Qiao, an impatient man who doesn't even have the patience to doubt, be anxiously waiting for me to report the whole thing?
Unless, he knew, he knew the whole thing all along.

Well, the only one who could tell him about this was Burea, who rushed back from the park at 04:30!
He didn't drink much.

My heart thumped.

For me, this incident is more fucking thrilling than betraying Lao Qiao.Because I don’t know how much hand Lao Qiao has left by my side!

Cars, mobile phones, Boureia, my mother... I am sure that apart from these, he must have other cards in his hand.

And with so many ropes tied around my neck, could they just let me look at 729?
Hahaha……

Panting, I ran down the stairs to Lao Qiao's office, and stood at the door panting without daring to wait for even a minute.

Lao Qiao glanced at me and said, "My physique is not good either."

While he was talking, Yang Rong took out a 100-dollar bill from his pocket, handed it to Lao Qiao, and said, "I lost."

Lao Qiao explained: "I made a bet with him. If I said you would run up if there was an elevator, Yang Rong wouldn't believe it."

"Hahahahaha..."

That feeling...that feeling of being bet on with sweat all over your forehead...very uncomfortable!
"Old Qiao, I've finished the matter."

I explained the development of the whole thing and said that I had made an agreement with He Chuntian that I would use the 729 computer to send a message to his social account and ask him to go back to Wa State and wait for the news. When my message arrived, he You can send someone to bring the goods back by yourself, so that you have the capital to be proud in front of the big package manager.

That's why Lao Qiao laughed at He Chuntian.

But now, his words sent shivers down my spine.

"Then when will you secretly seize some of my goods and ask He Chuntian to send someone to pick them up?"

In the room, Burea, who was still laughing with the jokes just after entering, and Yang Rong, who had been immersed in the environment, had expressions on their faces that seemed frozen for a second, and they were stunned on the spot.

I was the only one in the whole room who took out my cell phone unhurriedly.

I'm used to Lao Qiao. His sudden and unexpected behavior is just to suppress you psychologically.

"Let's celebrate the New Year."

I walked up to Lao Qiao with my phone in hand. Out of the corner of my eye, Burea and Yang Rong reached for their gun holsters at the same time!
"I will send him a New Year's greeting message during the Chinese New Year. Otherwise, people will think that the people under Old Qiao don't understand what it means to be human and worldly."

Lao Qiao couldn't hold back his laughter and laughed again: "He Chuntian was eagerly waiting for news from you, but you sent him a New Year's greeting message during the New Year. He probably even smashed his phone to worry about it."

I answered: "I don't dare to smash him in front of his wife."

boom!
The whole office laughed again.

The joke was still on my lips, but my hands were still busy: "Old Qiao, these are all the screenshots I took when I secretly communicated to He Chuntian yesterday, and I kept a record of each one;"

"And this, this is a recording of the conversation between He Chuntian and I in the toilet. I couldn't record it, so I changed it to a recording. You can listen to it."

At this moment, Lao Qiao's mouth was about to drop to the sky. He felt like: "It's impossible for me to see the wrong person with my eyes!"

"By the way, and what the hell is that captain under you?"

"We drank a lot of fake wine last night, and now my head still hurts. Is there such a thing?"

Yang Rong, Lao Qiao, and Bure'a looked at each other, then raised their heads and laughed wildly, their laughter almost overturning the office.

Lao Qiao smiled so hard that he wiped his tears with the back of his hand. He turned around and opened the cabinet on his desk, took out a bottle of Moutai 50 Years Old and pushed it over: "Oh, little mute, I've wronged you. This, I promise, is real wine."

He even muttered to himself: "My head still hurts now... Hahahahaha..." The room burst into laughter again. Lao Qiao kept bending down while holding on to the desk. Finally, he couldn't laugh anymore and stretched out his hand. Keep snapping pictures on the desk.

Immediately afterwards, Burea took off his belt, stood behind me, stroked his waist, wrapped the belt around my suit, tied it for me like someone going to the fields in the countryside, and said: "Old Qiao rewarded me. "

It's a gun!

The next second, he said: "At around eight o'clock in the morning, He Chuntian called Lao Qiao and said that he had to go back home for something and had already left."

(End of this chapter)