Desperate Hacker

Chapter 537 The candidate for the scapegoat

"Master Tang, how on earth are we going to meet our own romantic destiny?"

"Don't force things like luck, otherwise it will easily turn into a disaster! If you don't have the fate, forcing it may be counterproductive..."

Singapore, in an antique building. Master Tang approaches here every day to meet his followers.

However, he doesn't preach much. To put it bluntly, he is just a more advanced fortune teller.

If someone comes to him and wants to see him, no matter whether they have money or not, they can wait in line as long as time permits.

Everyone can ask him a question.

Of course, I met some people who had difficult lives. Master Tang will also be charitable.

for example?

He would ask his rich friends to collect some money and do some good deeds.

Thanks to Master Tang, many foreign workers or Chinese who have no money for medical treatment have at least some financial support from wealthy people here.

Of course, some people have really solved the problem, and some have only done it in a drop in the bucket.

Master Tang's real ability to make money is to help those rich people provide everlasting lanterns in Zhongnan Mountain.

So he doesn't bother making money from the poor, but the poor are not useless, at least they can help him build his reputation.

Especially some of the young girls who came to see him.

Some people are emotionally frustrated.

Some are even Internet celebrities, but their careers have been sluggish.

However, after these girls meet Master Tang, several lucky ones will be spotted by big companies in Malaysia next door. Then life immediately gets a chance to take off.

Due to his growing fame, a long queue formed outside Master Tang’s house almost early in the morning.

However, Master Tang also has rules. Unless there is something special, he can only meet 100 people per day.

Master Tang is sitting in his dojo with his legs crossed.

At this moment, an assistant suddenly came over and handed him the phone.

Teacher Tang clasped his hands together to signal his followers to wait a moment.

Then he came to the back with the phone.

"Old Tang, Old Chen is here!"

"Where is it? Then I will go to Malaysia tomorrow!"

As he spoke, Old Tang hung up the phone, and then asked his apprentice to draw a sign saying "I'm destined to die today" outside.

Then he got into his Mercedes-Benz Maybach and left the villa he had worked hard to save here.

Then we came all the way to Malaysia.

Chen Qingfeng and Old Tang have not seen each other for a long time.

However, Lao Tang was one of the first members to join Chen Qingfeng's internal organization.

He had never done much to help Chen Qingfeng before, which made Old Tang always feel that he owed Chen Qingfeng a huge favor.

However, Chen Qingfeng never mentioned any requirements. Old Tang knew that one day he would be used.

The car took Lao Tang all the way from Singapore to Malaysia.

Old Tang likes to travel around when he has nothing to do. This kind of cross-border travel was never thought to be so convenient in China before.

But now here in Singapore, it is quite common.

Singapore is too small, but it is a wealthier existence than Malaysia. Therefore, if you stay in Singapore for a long time, you will inevitably come into contact with some Malaysians.

A large part of them are not entirely Chinese Malaysians.

Speaking of which, the Malaysian government does not support schools run by Chinese. But the teaching in the school I run is too poor. So much so that even many Malaysians send their children to Chinese schools.

This is all due to the unremitting persistence of Chinese Malaysians in Chinese education.

Old Tang ran all the way and then met Chen Qingfeng in the hotel.

After not seeing each other for such a long time, Chen Qingfeng's complexion seemed to be worse than last time.

Sure enough, this strong man struggled to stay alive.

"Old Chen! I heard that you acquired a pharmaceutical factory in India. How is it going now?"

"I am taking all the medicines produced by myself now, and the situation is much better than the worst time!"

The two hadn't seen each other for a long time, and they chatted about some domestic matters, and then Chen Qingfeng explained the purpose of his visit.

Old Tang, you have many connections in Singapore. Can you help me find out? Do you know anyone who has come from the domestic petroleum system?

Domestic oil system? The treatment is so good, who would run away if there wasn't shit on him?

Chen Qingsong didn't answer, just looked at Old Tang with a smile.

And Old Tang also knew that if there was nothing wrong with it, Chen Qingfeng probably wouldn't be able to use it. Because he hadn't heard of any other oil projects that Chen Qingfeng was engaged in.

"Actually, I know some! But these people usually live in the United States or Canada! Most of them are doing okay!"

"Is there anyone who has been miserable?"

"Of course there are some who are miserable, but most of them suffer from women!"

"If there is one, help me find one. I have an oil field in Africa and I need someone knowledgeable to go there!"

"You built an oil field in Africa?"

Old Tang was a little confused, but he soon understood what was going on.

Malaysia's big shots are pressing hard. All along, the other party has been counting on Chen Qingfeng to repay Liu Suote's debt.

They are all smart people, and some things don’t need to be said clearly. Everyone will understand as soon as they hear it.

"Old Chen, have you ever heard of a place in the United States called Port Roland St. Ann's?"

"St. Ann's residence in Port Roland? This is the first time I've heard of it. Is there anything special about that place?"

"That place is in the United States, how can I say it! Now there are not only domestic barber shops, but also restaurants and everything, just like Chinatown! However, the only difference is that basically all the residents there are women, and Chinese women are Most!"

"woman?"

"There is also another name there, called Mistress Village. Some officials in China will keep their lovers there. You can live a good life there without speaking a word of English."

"Old Tang, what do you mean..."

"I know there is a suitable candidate, right there. The guy had calculated everything, but he just missed one thing..."

"Oh?"

"A woman's heart! That guy's name is Jiang Guangming! He used to work in the oil system, but then..."

"What is he doing now?"

"What to do? I heard that he was found homeless on the street last time. His lover met a barber there, and the two hooked up and took away all the money he had worked so hard to earn... "

"Haha, I suffered a woman's fault!"

"He does not deserve sympathy. It is said that when he came out, he left his first wife and daughter in the country and ran away because his lover told him that he was pregnant with a boy. As a result... the child was not his at all when he was born..."

Zhao Changan likes to hear this kind of gossip the most.

But Chen Qingfeng was thinking seriously.

Sooner or later, something will happen to African companies, and when the time comes, someone will take the blame.

(End of this chapter)