Please make money.

"It should be from the three southern prefectures of Thailand. The people in charge are Xinchai and his team."

"So he has already killed his boss, and now he wants to seek revenge on Shin Chai... But there is no hope. That woman will only die in southern Thailand in her lifetime."

In northern Thailand, the order is relatively stable. If you spend some money to smooth over the relationship, you may be able to find the person.

But the three southern provinces of Thailand - they don’t even care about Siam’s regular army, so why would they care about a businessman like you?

Jiang Tianyi didn't think he could find the other party by looking for a needle in a haystack. It would be useless even if he tried to guess.

Xinchai is indeed in charge of these things, but given his status and position, he will definitely not be directly involved in these matters.

Maybe it was done by one of his henchmen's henchmen. It's impossible for such a thing to leave behind any files or invoices. How can we find it?

But Ye Tianxin seemed very serious: "I'm going there. I promised him."

"Are you crazy?" Jiang Tianyi's eyes widened: "You want to help him find it?!"

"I promised him two things."

"What two things?"

"One is to rescue his wife, and the other is to bring back two things. The phone is handed over to the authorities, and this is returned to Shaoshi Mountain."

Jiang Tianyi stood up, paced a few times, and then shook his head: "No, I don't agree. You have no grudges against him, it's totally unnecessary!"

"But I promised him."

"Promise him—why would you promise him?"

"I don't know. Maybe I was just soft-hearted? Or maybe it was because he looked so pitiful."

Ye Tianxin recalled the scene, and finally could only remember the scene where the other party asked her to leave quickly.

"Go, go quickly, it's not safe here - silly child - run!"

"Poor? There are so many poor people! Can you help them all? And listen to what these requests are. Go to the three prefectures in southern Thailand, where no one is allowed to go, to rescue someone! He is using you as a gun!"

"But I promised him." Ye Tianxin came back to his senses: "If you promise someone, you must do it."

"You--" Jiang Tianyi looked at this stubborn little face and for some reason thought of Alia.

No, it would be more strange if I didn't want to remember it. This person looks the same as Arya.

Even this character is almost equally abstract. If you promise to do something, you must do it. But how dare you agree to such a dangerous thing?

Alia is even dumber than Axin. After all, Axin is a martial arts master and has the confidence.

Alia probably knows some basic kung fu, but she would get stabbed even if she tried to save a child on the rooftop.

"If you see injustice, you should intervene. This is what my master taught me. If you don't have the ability, you should take care of yourself. If you have the ability, you should help more people."

"Do you have this ability? Huh?"

"I have."

"..."

"Yes, you have. I know you are an expert, a very powerful one. When you fight, it's like a car accident, but in the end, no one is hurt. But do you know that what you encounter over there is not a martial arts competition - it's guns! There are even cannons!"

Jiang Tianyi had seen all of this before. She had worked here before and even knew the inside story better than Ye Tianxin.

"Those guys dared to fight guerrilla warfare with the regular army of Siam. How did that Ghost Foot Liu, the one just now, who had the Golden Bell Cover and Iron Cloth Shirt, die? How did his leg become lame? Just one bomb. Guess how many bombs there are in the three southern provinces of Thailand? How many mines and other things are there?"

"I promised him."

"I—you—"

Jiang Tianyi took a deep breath, his face turned pale with anger, and then began to turn red again.

Ye Tianxin quickly helped her sit down: "Your blood pressure is high again..."

"You're going to piss me off to death! How am I going to explain to my aunt if anything happens to you?!"

"I only agreed when I was sure. Besides, my Kung Fu requires a clear mind. Otherwise, there will be demons in your heart."

"You're lying! How can there be any inner demon or no inner demon?"

"Really, it is. To be specific, it is probably something like depression leading to endocrine disorders and finally becoming a mental illness. Anyway, that's what I mean. Isn't the reason why Ghost Leg Liu went crazy also because of his inner demons?"

After hearing this, Jiang Tianyi understood a little bit.

Does it mean that if Ah Xin doesn't do these things, his thoughts will not be clear and he will become a paranoid or even a madman in the future?

"When your thoughts are clear, you will go through mountains of swords and seas of fire. What kind of kung fu are you practicing?"

"I don't know the exact name, but it's magical, really. My master said that if you practice it to perfection, your hair will change color and you'll live longer."

"If you practice until you are 70 or 80 and your hair is all white, you will naturally live a long life!"

"Cousin, I will do what I promised to others, just like I will do what I promised to you."

"You promised to protect me, and now you're running away?"

"So I will send you back to China first, and then go find Huang Cuicui."

"You... hum!"

Jiang Tianyi was so angry at this stubborn guy, but he couldn't hit or scold him.

Oh, it should be said that I can't beat him, but I can't bear to scold him - what sin did I commit? How could I provoke such a little ancestor?

Jiang Tianyi pushed Ye Tianxin away and paced back and forth in the room. After a while, he took a deep breath to calm himself down.

"Axiong——"

"Miss?"

"Send Johnson over. When he arrives, contact those people under Xincai. Xincai has a person in charge of underground black boxing under him. His name is Song. Let Johnson find him, pay him to negotiate, and use his connections to find the person who bought and sold Huang Cuicui. Everyone should sit down and discuss the redemption of her."

"Okay." Beng Ya Xiong understood the process as soon as he heard it.

This kind of thing, in the former Bauhinia society, was equivalent to asking the leader, the Double Flower Red Stick, to act as an intermediary.

This kind of person is responsible for the development of the community, and has face with both superiors and subordinates. More importantly, this kind of person is straightforward and easy to talk to.

Those who make money in logistics are all old foxes, and you never know what other tricks will come up.

"Ah Xin, you can leave two days later. I'll have someone contact my friends in southern Thailand to help you prepare a place to stay. You can go pick them up, but wait until I've made the arrangements. Also, there's this thing... What is this?"

Jiang Tianyi ignored the martial arts secret booklet and pointed at the phone with a broken screen.

That phone was a luxury phone that was recently released, worth more than 100,000 yuan. Jiang Tianyi had wanted to ask where it came from before.

"This belongs to his boss. It is said that it contains information related to human trafficking and must be handed over to the state."

"Fuck it, then why did he run out? Huh? He won't turn himself in!"

"He wants revenge, and there are many channels for that. He was able to land here because of some connection."

Jiang Tianyi's eyes flashed. If she still didn't understand what was going on after hearing this, then she would have better not do the shipping business.

But after taking a deep look at the thing, she waved her hand and asked Beng Ya Xiong to put it away: "Seal it up, don't move it, and hand it in when you return..."

"Cousin, do you know something?"

"My dad had something similar, but it wasn't a mobile phone at the time, it was an address book - don't ask me, these things are not good things. In recent years, no one in our group has been operating these routes, and I have basically divested myself of these things."

Jiang Zhenxiong is not a good person. He can call on the gang to cut off the water pipe of his competitor Ai Rulong in the street. Is he a legitimate entrepreneur?

All I can say is that the deeper you delve into business wars, the more shocking they become. The simplest and most direct way is not to engage in a price war, but to engage in a war and then lower prices.

Jiang Tianyi doesn't think he is a good person, but now that his company is big enough, there is no need for him to make the kind of money that only bad people can make.

People all cherish their lives. The black ones want to be white, and the white ones want to move up. Those who are moving up feel that it is not high enough, and those who are at the highest feel that it is too lonely up there.

Why does Mr. Huo have such a high reputation?

It is because they are rich but do not care about money. When money is precious, they are willing to sacrifice themselves for justice, but when they can climb up, they are content and do not overstep the limit.

When everyone was old, he stood on the city gate tower and his peers were called cucumbers. What they lacked was not their wealth but their vision.

"Who knows about this?" Jiang Tianyi looked at the phone and felt it was not safe: "How many people knew when Ghost Leg Liu died?"

"At least there was no one around at the time, but I chased away the thugs who had beaten him up before."

"…It's better to be cautious. Ah Xiong, have someone buy the tickets. The nearest tickets, any airport back home will do. Let's go now."

"Cousin?" Ye Tianxin was a little confused: "I shook them off, no one followed me."

"They don't even need to follow. The whole of Bangkok is full of their people. If you meet ten people on the street, eight of them probably rely on guessing to make a living."

As he spoke, Jiang Tianyi took out his spare phone, formatted all the information in it, broke the screen and threw it on the table.

"If it didn't involve these things and we were simply looking for Huang Cuicui, then we could still talk about it. But since we are planning to hand this thing over, let's prepare for the worst."

The worst-case scenario is that the boss killed by Guijiao Liu is Xinchai's key partner, and both sides have leverage over him.

The dead boss even has a list of traitors. If this list is used to overturn the table, who knows how big a commotion it will cause.

"But how do they know that Guijiao Liu has these?"

"Didn't you say before that he came here through his boss's network? And he was caught by the human traffickers as soon as he got ashore. He was definitely exposed."

Ye Tianxin was not a fool. He knew that he was reckless as soon as he heard it: "Won't it affect your business, cousin?"

"Business is a small matter. I have plenty of money, and even more. Xincai also has legitimate businesses under his control. He can't get hold of anything against me, so he won't turn against me."

Jiang Tianyi didn't take it seriously. He didn't get angry when encountering these things. He was much calmer: "Besides, what if we fall out? I have more than one business."

It's just a luxury brand, and she has invested in it, but it's not wholly owned.

The reason why she made the trip in person was because she had experience in this area and was close to the place.

If you have nothing left, then go back to your home country and open a factory. The quality of the employees there will be even higher. Why do you have to feed Siam?

Jiang Tianyi really doesn't care about money. She cares more about the safety of Ye Tianxin, her "family member".

Her mother left Zijing early because of a disagreement with her father, and her father has been in jail ever since because of the Ai Rulong incident.

If you say you are not lonely, you are definitely lying. Jiang Tianyi is lonelier than anyone else. Now that he finally has a younger sister, he really doesn't have any utilitarianism.

"Over there, Huang Cuicui, I——"

"Boom boom boom——"

There was a knock on the door. Jiang Tianyi stopped talking and just glanced back at the door.

Beng Ya Xiong narrowed his eyes and reached into his inner pocket, and shouted, "Who is it?"

"Room service!"

“We didn’t order room service!”

"It was a man named Xinchai who ordered room service for the guests."

"Go open the door." Jiang Tianyi opened a bottle of wine and poured himself a glass.

The door was opened, and the people who came in were not the burly, dark-skinned thugs as imagined, but two well-mannered young men led by a waiter.

The man was wearing a lawyer-style suit, gold-rimmed glasses, and carrying a briefcase. He bowed humbly as he entered the room: "Hello, Miss Jiang."

"…Chinese?"

“My father is a Chinese, but I was born here.”

"What's the matter? Mr. Xinchai didn't say it just now. Why are you going to say it now? I'm almost asleep."

The man with gold-rimmed glasses looked around the room, then looked at Jiang Tianyi's pajamas, and then smiled gently.

"It's like this, your friend may have encountered some unpleasant things on the road before, and we want to ask if you need help."

"No need, please go back."

"...Ms. Jiang, a murder just happened in Kongti District. Did you know?"

"You ask me these questions. Am I a policeman?" Jiang Tianyi frowned and shook his wine glass. "What do you want to say? You might as well say it clearly. I am here to do business, not to play house with you. If Mr. Xinchai feels that 500,000 is not enough, then make an offer and I will increase it. Or I will not follow suit and leave with the brand."

The more impatient and tough Jiang Tianyi was, the more relaxed and gentle the smile of the man with gold-rimmed glasses became. In the end, he even nodded repeatedly with a bit of humility.

"Yes, it was our mistake. That guy stole something very important from us. Someone saw it and it might be your friend who picked it up. I hope we can get it back."

"What? Which friend?"

"It's the lady next to you. As for the thing - the one on the table, maybe it's her?"

Jiang Tianyi looked back at the phone on the table, then looked at the man with gold-rimmed glasses: "I am not interested in your affairs. This time I am giving face to Mr. Xinchai. As for this..."

She picked up the phone, weighed it, and then threw it into the wine glass with a sneer: "This broken phone with a broken screen, how come it has captured some private video of one of your dignitaries?"