My Sister is a Big Star

  Myanmar has the largest casino in Asia, not one of them.

  There, the gambling industry is the leading economic industry designated by the government. It generates more than 30% of the government’s tax revenue every year, and even more than 50% at its peak. The gameplay combines Chinese and Western styles and employs as many as 50,000.

  There is simply a paradise for gamblers.

  The gaming industry provides important conditions for the government to implement low tax and tax exemption policies, attract foreign investment, and develop export processing industries...This is not a news network story, but a real thing.

  In comparison, the scale of the Ao gate is nothing short of a trifle.

  Moreover, the gaming industry also bears most of the passenger traffic of Hong Kong and Macau water transportation. As long as you arrive in Myanmar, it is not difficult for Zhen Youxin to go to Ao Gate.

  The plan is beautiful, the reality is cruel.

  He was arrested on the second day of the incident. In the middle of the night, he was directly unlocked and knocked out by a sack. When he woke up in a small black room, a group of sturdy men forced him to pay back the money.

  Don’t know how these guys found him.

  Qin Ze is so magical?

  Zhen Youxin choked on his cigarette, coughed, his face flushed, "This cigarette is really bad, I only smoke a big chicken."

  No one answered him.

Zhen Youxin pouted, and was reluctant to throw it away after all. He took a small sip, but his lungs, holding his mouth for a moment, spit it out, and said leisurely: "That's right, everyone works for people, so what do you do so hard? You guys. Are you planning to take the money back and send me to the police station? I haven't received a call from Qin Ze yet. I have been wondering why the big boss is not showing up. It's all you guys."

He talked eloquently: "Now I understand. He probably doesn't know about this. The people under you can do it yourself. Damn, I've beaten me for so long. Don't you just want money? Brothers, do that. No, there are seven of you here. I will give one million each. You let me go or send me to Burma. Then, I will give each one an extra 500,000. One and a half million, you have to do something for him How many years?"

  "One and a half million?" The Scar Man gave a similar look to the other guys, and slammed Zhen Youxin's face with one foot.

   "Five million," Zhen Youxin shielded his head, with a sound like a worn-out blower: "Five million per person."

  After a while, the imaginary blow did not take the elbow, and he was calm in his heart.

  Five million, no one can easily bear its temptation.

Zhen Youxin picked up half a cigarette **** and sucked it up hard, "No matter how much, you kill me, no. I have to stay a line for work, I have to rely on that little money to make a comeback, or I will try to be a wanted criminal and get rid of it. With such a sum of money, it’s impossible for me to lose my money.

  The Scar Man said: "It's interesting."

  A certain big guy frowned and said: "No time to beep, where is the money."

  Zhen Youxin rolled his eyes and didn't respond.

  The man was furious and raised his foot to kick.

  Scar Man blocked it for a while, staring at Zhen Youxin: "Don't want to spit it out?"

  Zhen Youxin sneered, "Six million, six million per person."

  Scar man shook his head.

   Zhen Youxin’s mouth twitched: "Seven million, up to seven million."

  He carefully observed the expressions of the men, trying to see the struggle and coveting in their eyes.

  But it seems...no?

  At this time, Scar Man clapped his hands, "Brothers, work."

  Work?

  What do you do?

  Will you hit me again?

  Zhen Youxin saw a man walk to the corner of the cabin and lifted a dark green rain-proof cloth. Under the rain cloth was an iron cage.

  It looks like a dog cage, but it is bigger and stronger than a dog cage, and also heavier.

   Zhenyou's confidence sank inexplicably.

  Two men escorted him to the iron cage, opened the door, and pushed him in.

  "You, what are you...what are you doing." Zhen Youxin's voice trembled.

  Except for Scar Man, six men carried the cage out of the cabin and onto the deck.

  At the same time, the lights outside the deck went out, the light in the cabin was transmitted, and the faces of the men were hidden in the darkness.

  "Let me out, let me out..." Zhen Youxin's voice was filled with fear and excitement.

The Scar Man crouched in front of the iron cage, playing with the dagger in his hand, and the dagger hit the iron cage, making a crisp sound.

  Zhen Youxin said loudly: "It's illegal to kill. It's illegal. Take me to the police station. I want to surrender, I want to surrender."

He grinned and said: "Throw you down here for at most seven days, and you will only be gnawed by a pile of bones. A wave of waves rolls in, and the broken bones roll out of the cage and disappear into the long sea. You will always be in the ocean. You won’t be found out. One hundred seventy-seven of your body will be fed to fish."

  Everyone pushed the iron cage to the side of the deck, and in the darkness, the pitch-black waves hit the boat, making a rattling sound.

   Zhen Youxin's final rationality turned into fear, boundless fear, like moonlight and ocean tide.

  Scar man crouched in front of the iron cage, and finished smoking in silence.

  He dialed the phone, "Boss, I can do it here."

  A cold female voice came: "Give him the phone."

   Zhen Youxin heard an unfamiliar voice, but the wind and waves made it hard to hear it.

  Scar man handed the phone into the cage, "The boss wants to talk to you."

Zhen Youxin felt like a desperate person saw a ray of light, trembling and swiftly took the phone, attached it to his ear, and cried: "Mr. Qin, Mr. Qin, I was wrong. I was really wrong. I will pay back the money. I must Repay the money, your adults don't remember the villain's past, give me a way out."

  There was no Qin Ze's voice on the phone, but a cold and textured female voice, nice, but cold and emotionless.

   "It's me." The woman said.

   Zhen Youxin cried, and the whole person was a little confused.

  He did not know the woman on the phone.

Although he was arranged by Pei Nanman to invest in Baoze, he himself has not met Pei Nanman. He is only the senior management of a small company in countless companies under Pei Nanman. He has a master's degree in finance and has outstanding ability. Assigned to Baoze Investment.

  It was the general manager of the company who arranged for him to come.

   "Pei Namman!" the woman said.

   Zhen Youxin was struck by lightning.

   Thinking of it, he remembered who the woman on the phone was. Not surprisingly, it should be his real big boss. In addition to Qin Ze and Su Yu, Baoze Investment is another major shareholder.

  It was impossible to know this because of his status.

  But last year’s annual meeting, he met Pei Nanman, and many men had the same mood when they saw Pei Nanman: where might I have seen this sister!

  Fancy her meaning, and have a strong curiosity towards her.

   So he knocked on the side after the incident. Su Yu responded to them like this: Your big boss.

  "Boss, I was wrong, I was wrong..." Zhen Youxin wailed loudly: "I will really pay back the money, please let me go, please..."

   "It's not him." The woman said.

   Zhen Youxin did not understand what she meant.

   "It's me who made you go, not him. It's none of his business." The woman repeated, and then she hung up.

  The Scar Man smiled and waved: "Push him down."

  Under the cover of darkness, the iron cage was moved out of the deck inch by inch and slid into an invisible abyss.

  In the process, Zhen Youxin was screaming, wailing, suffering, and begging for mercy...

  In the huge sound of falling into the water, Scar Man was holding a cigarette and looked at Zhen Youxin's hideous and distorted face, which was submerged by the sea, and the uneven sea surface surging with fine blisters, and then completely disappeared.

  The dagger flew between the  Scar man’s fingers. He looked at the direction of the Shanghai stock market and said with emotion: “Hey, I haven’t worked for many years. It was the Huangpu River back then. I can’t do it now. I can only take people out to sea.”

  BMW finally left the Yangtze River Bridge and followed the traffic into the street.

  Qin Ze's ears moved, and his smile was faint: "Sister Man, whose call is there."

  Pei Nanman hung up the phone and closed his eyes.

  Qin Ze asked: "Sister Man?"

   Pei Nanman shouted: "What's the matter with you."

  Qin Ze didn't care: "Curious to ask."

  Pei Nanman opened his eyes and stared at him: "Did you hear?"

  Qin Ze looked innocent: "What did you hear, the reaction is so big... Yo, you just called your concubine?"

  Pei Nanman closed his eyes again: "Talking too much, screaming, I will send you to Huangpujiang, believe it or not."

  She closed her eyes, so she didn't see Qin Ze's fingers holding the steering wheel, shaking slightly.