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Lu Feng briefly explained the matter. When Maha heard such a thing on the other end of the phone, the sky fell for Sirami. For him, wasn't it just a matter of one sentence?

"Where is her home address?" asked the other end of the phone.

"Wait a moment, I'll ask." After Lu Feng said that, he stood up and hurriedly walked towards Sirami, looked at her and asked, "Where is your home address?"

"Karal!"

Lu Feng told Maha about his disciple, but the other party hung up the phone.

Originally, Lu Feng didn't plan to go with her on this trip, but since Maha got involved, this matter was not a simple matter. At the same time, Lu Feng also wanted Sirami to see Maha's strength.

Here, except for a few people, he can be said to be the one who covers the sky with one hand.

Half an hour later, the convoy set off, and Lu Feng and his group rushed to Kalar by car.

Kalar is a small town on the edge of Bangkok. Bangkok is definitely a prosperous metropolis now, but less than 200 kilometers away from it, this town is extremely poor.

The houses here are simple and simple, made of simple wood. Since the climate is not too cold, they are wrapped with straw mats outside, so they will not freeze to death in winter.

Domestic garbage is dumped everywhere on the streets, and the smell of filth rises into the sky. The children here are barefoot, and everyone is sallow and thin, which takes the word poverty to the extreme.

Sirami is like a big star here. Everyone knows that Sirami went to a good university. However, the burden of illness caused the family to suffer sudden bad news. It is very sad that something like this happened again today.

Sirami's home is a simple wooden house, with a room for people living above and a few sheep below. Not to mention her home, even in this village, even if a thief comes, he will leave in tears.

The door of Sirami's house was closed, and there were about twenty people standing outside the door. They were all arrogant young people. They were standing at the door shouting with things in their hands.

As the car entered, such a luxurious convoy quickly attracted the attention of the people in the village, and many children ran after the car.

The car stopped at the door and opened the door. Sirami quickly got out of the car and shouted at the group of people: "What are you doing? Don't hurt my family. Didn't we agree on it for half a year? It's only been a few months. Keep coming to collect accounts!”

The leader, a man in his forties, had a bald head. He looked back at Sirami and smiled, stroking his bald head to look a bit vulgar.

"Sirami, are you back?" As he spoke, he saw the car next to him, looked around at Lu Feng and the others, and said, "What? Did you find a backer in the city? There are only two of them today. The choice is, either pay back the money, or you come with me."

"Where's my dad?" Sirami looked at the house with the door closed and said nervously: "You didn't do anything to them, did you?"

"Your dad is paralyzed, what can I do to him? Don't worry." The man stared at Lu Feng and said, "Boy, you have money, right? If you have money, pay back the money."

"It has nothing to do with me, you guys can talk!" Lu Feng replied.

"Oh, he's still a foreigner!" The man sneered: "Are you starting to play with foreign products? I won't say anything more. If you don't want to come with me, bring me one million baht!"

"One million?" Sirami was stunned when he heard this number. At that time, he only borrowed 50,000 baht for medical treatment. In less than three months, it had doubled twenty times.

The villagers who were watching were shocked when they heard this number, and they all shouted that it was a robbery.

One million baht?

The money Sirami earned in the dance hall, plus his original savings, was only 100,000 baht, which was a drop in the bucket compared to one million baht.

"How can it be one million?" Sirami argued with them.

What's the use of talking to these people? If you don't pay back the money today, they will demolish the house and come back tomorrow. Then they don't know what to do.

Sirami's eyes were red from crying. She felt helpless at this moment. Listening to her mother's cry in the room, she turned her head and looked at Lu Feng with tears streaming down her face.

The door of the house opened, and a young man in his twenties came out. He was wearing slippers and looked very lazy. He looked at Sirami and said, "Can you do that as a man? You can't even afford one million, these cars." It will cost more than this amount if you sell it. If you don’t have any money, just go with Peizhen.”

"How can you say that!!" Sirami looked at his brother.

"Don't you have to get married in the end? Whoever you marry is not getting married. If the man can't help you, then find someone who can help you. What's the use of reading so many books? In the end, won't you just become a dancer? That's not getting married. People, serve people! Why not marry a rich man, and the whole family can enjoy the blessings, and I can buy a car!"

Her brother's words were like a knife piercing her heart. Sirami couldn't cry anymore. She just felt sad. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't fill this family.

Lu Feng was leaning on the car, smoking a cigarette and basking in the sun. He didn't want to ruin other people's good things.

When this man named Pi Zhen saw that Lu Feng was unwilling to meddle in other people's business, he was not polite. He put the thing in his hand away from his waist, smiled and walked towards Sirami, muttering in his mouth. Said: "So fair!"

"You don't have any money, do you? Come with me!"

Sirami cried, Lu Feng smoked a cigarette and looked at the scene in front of him, sighing: "Aren't these Yang Bailao and Huang Shiren?"

Peizhen hugged and hugged him again and again, and the two sides kept pulling and pulling. His younger brothers looked on excitedly and made constant cheers.

Before Peizhen could take action, three jeeps came speeding up, bringing up a burst of dust. The cars stopped and a dozen people in military uniforms got out.

"What are you doing?" shouted a low voice. The man in his thirties who was leading the charge took out the gun in his arms and emptied the entire magazine without saying a word.

The sound of gunshots rang through the air, and the surrounding villagers were frightened and turned around and ran away.

Not to mention the group of people at this moment, even Sirami was dumbfounded. More than a dozen people came over. The man in the lead looked at Sirami and asked, "Is it Sirami?"

Sirami nodded numbly, not knowing what these people were looking for.

"Hello, I am the captain of the royal guard squadron, Ramanna. Prince Maha sent me to protect you!" Ramanna saluted Sirami and looked at Pi Zhen and others.

Pi Zhen's legs were trembling at the moment. He came out to fool around, so of course he knew who was calling the shots in this country.

"Yes... I'm sorry, we are good friends!" Peizhen forced out a smile that was uglier than crying.

Fifteen minutes later, all the twenty or so people were waiting to be captured. After the court's decision at noon, they were killed in the afternoon. For them, it was just to take care of the court's face and go through the procedures, otherwise they would all be killed on the spot. It's not a big deal.

All the leaders in charge of this area came and said that Sirami had set an example for the women in the area by studying hard and getting into college. They would reward her with a house and also give out certain bonuses.

All this changed so quickly, Sirami became the pride of a hundred miles away in an instant. She looked at the people in the village and felt nothing but envy at this moment.

No matter how many people she had trouble with in the past, they all now smile back.

For the first time, she felt the benefits of power. It turned out that change was so easy. Everything she once desired was at her fingertips. There was no need to declare war on fate or gamble her whole life.

Even her disobedient brother became an obedient child standing in front of Ramana, surrendering to everything.

This feeling made cracks appear in her rock-solid heart. If she could get it by paying for something less important, then this would definitely be a good deal.

Many times, trying to persuade someone with earnest words is not as shocking as the reality.

At noon, Lu Feng had a meal with Sirami in a restaurant in Bangkok. Ramanna had already returned after completing her mission. Lu Feng could feel the difference in her at the dinner table.

There are many people in this world who look down upon wealth. That is because most people in this world have never lived the life of a rich person. They simply live in an Intercontinental Hotel for a while, eat a few Western meals, and ride in a luxury car a few times. The little girl has already sunk, even more so when she has the power to control her own mood.

There are too many people in this world who hate privilege. They don’t hate privilege, they just hate that privilege cannot be used for themselves!

While eating his meal, Sirami raised his head, glanced at Lu Feng, and asked, "Can I still see him?"

"Of course, he has sent people to help you." Lu Feng looked at her and said, "You can listen to the story of Cinderella and the Prince, but don't take it seriously. You have to remember that there are many women around him. How can you stay, you need to use your brain."

"I know!" Sirami understood that she did not have a prominent family. She said to Lu Feng: "As long as you help me, I will naturally not forget you. I have no background, and I hope you can help me more."

"Cheers!" Lu Feng picked up the red wine glass and clinked it with her.

In this matter, Dagui no longer needs help from the middle. As Maha and Sirami walked in, countless invitations came like snowflakes. Many bosses even wanted to sponsor it and offered millions. Tens of millions of red envelopes as consolation money.

Lu Feng refused all the money and let Sirami stay at the hotel peacefully. He went to visit Tongpala in the afternoon. In just a few days, he lost a lot of weight. He was busy with various announcements every day, and there were many people around him. Makeup artists are treated like celebrities.

"Has the venue been selected?" Lu Feng asked.

"We have chosen a large stadium that can accommodate more than 10,000 people, and we have started to promote it. The ticket price is very low, one baht, and it has been sold out." Kevin looked quite excited and said; "The label of patriotism It’s really inspiring.”

"If we only have labels and no product strength, it will still be nothing, but we are different. We have this strength." Lu Feng said with a smile on his face: "Next, let these large international companies welcome the Iron Fist!"

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