louisehourcade Chapter 611 Everyone Knows Him
Chapter 611 Everyone Knows Him
The morning after Chang Jiang met the young man, accompanied by two men and a woman, he flew to Erya City on the South Island, and was taken on a light frigate that was about to leave the port.
After being locked up in a small cabin for a day and two nights, he was sent to a speedboat with a displacement of tens of tons, and landed at a pier full of tourists five or six hours later.
Later, Chang Jiang, who was dizzy, was stuffed into a van by a group of menacing gangsters, but he could tell from the shop signs on the bank that he had arrived in a certain country in East Asia, and here was China is most likely, because the young man said he would be sent to China.
But he didn't understand a word these people said.
After driving for more than ten minutes, several people took him into a bar.
The bar hasn't opened yet, and it's dark inside.
He was pushed and dragged to a booth. In the dim light, he could only see a man in a white shirt sitting inside and drinking wine.
"Are you Chang Jiang?" the man asked.
"Yes, brother, I'm Chang Jiang."
Chang Jiang was excited to finally have someone who spoke Chinese.
"It's a fart." The man poured a glass of beer over.
Chang Jiang didn't dare to move, let the wine splash on his face, he wiped it off, with a flattering smile on his face, he knew that this was someone who could decide his life or death.
At this time, the heart that warmed up just now after seeing the fellow villager was cold again, and the words that rushed to the throat were swallowed back.
The burly man glanced at Chang Jiang, who had a low eyebrow and was pleasing to the eye, and threw a passport on the table over.
Chang Jiang quickly caught it, and opened the homepage to take a look. He didn't understand the others, but he understood the Chinese pinyin in the name column, wensheng.
The strong man continued: "Remember, from now on you will be called Wen Sheng, Malay Chinese, don't let me hear the name Chang Jiang again, you are not Chang Jiang, and you don't know Chang Jiang, understand?"
"Yes, brother, my name is Wen Sheng, Malay." Chang Jiang said respectfully.
From now on, Chang Jiang is dead, he is Wen Sheng, a Malay-Chinese.
"Very well, you will work in this bar from now on, the salary is the same as everyone else's, and all your food and lodging will be here. Don't even think about running away, you won't be able to run away, and you won't be able to survive if you run away, and it will be miserable if you get caught, St. Believers are all over East Asia, unless you go to the moon."
"I know, brother, I won't run."
Only then did Chang Jiang know that this eldest brother was a member of the Saints Gang (religion), and that this bar should be the property of the Saints Gang, and he had no idea what the Saints Gang was like.
"Work hard, there is a time when you will stand out." The man said and stood up.
The man was a head taller than him, and much stronger.
The bar owner respectfully sent the man out, and when he came back, he told Chang Jiang, "Wen Sheng, don't make Brother Hu angry, let's go, I'll take you to your place."
The bar owner spoke Chinese, which made Chang Jiang's heart warm up again.
"Brother, are you Chinese?" he asked.
Zhang Chengwei patted Chang Jiang on the shoulder, "Brother, I don't ask why you ran out, but I can tell you that everyone here has a story, so don't inquire about other people's affairs, work hard, Chinese people in Shengjiao are transcendent existences, your Chinese identity will give you a lot of convenience, by the way, my name is Zhang Chengwei, from Spring City, I am in charge of this place." His hand gestured around the bar, "If you need anything, just call me. "
Zhang Chengwei was in his thirties, more than a round younger than Chang Jiang.
"I know Brother Zhang, I must do a good job, by the way, Brother Zhang, who was the big brother just now?"
"Brother Hu, the second leader of the Saints Church, we are all believers of the Saints Church, and you are now too, remember that the Saintess is our boss, the Saints Church believers are all over the country, there are at least 40,000 people, so don't Do something stupid, otherwise,..."
Zhang Chengwei made a gesture of wiping his neck with his hands, with a weird smile on his face.
Chang Jiang didn't feel anything about it. He didn't want to run away and he wouldn't betray him. He had died once, and his experience in China made him know that this holy religion is definitely not simple, even...
"Brother Zhang, where is this place?"
Zhang Chengwei glanced at Chang Jiang strangely, "This is Pattaya, where the feasting and feasting are happening. As long as you have money, you can meet all your needs." He laughed twice.
Chang Jiang's heart was shocked, Pattaya was the place he had visited in his dream.
Zhang Chengwei arranged Chang Jiang in a room about ten square meters on the third floor, then took him down, and met with a dozen staff members in the bar.
In addition to Zhang Chengwei, there are two young Chinese who are very enthusiastic about Chang Jiang, and the rest are East Asians. They have another attitude towards Chang Jiang, respectful and flattering, which makes Chang Jiang suddenly With a sense of superiority.
The Chinese here are really transcendent.
After getting to know everyone, he and Zhang Chengwei asked for leave, and a Malay who could speak Chinese took him to a nearby Chinese bank. Reading La
He is going to exchange all the renminbi stored in a domestic bank into Qin baht.
In the past few years, he has not spent much, and has saved more than 200,000 yuan.
This Malay is very familiar with the bank staff, and it didn't take long for his RMB to become more than 1 million baht.
In the next few days, Chang Jiang worked in the bar dutifully, and even went to the Fengyue place with the Malay man who can speak Chinese a few times when he took the time. After understanding and saying a few words, Xiaotian was on the right track.
There is no hatred, and the body and mind are relaxed.
This is life!
He was very fortunate to be able to come to the Kingdom of Zhu.
The bar hadn't opened at noon that day, so Chang Jiang didn't eat free lunch at the bar, but went to a small restaurant not far away to order a pineapple rice, a famous snack in China.
When the meal is about the same, there will be a message on WeChat.
Open it to see, it is a bar WeChat group.
The boss, Zhang Chengwei, sent a message with a photo and text on it, asking them to pay attention to the person in the photo and report it immediately if they found it.
The first time he saw He Siyuan's photo, he had a familiar feeling.
And when he saw the name, he had already confirmed that this person was "He Gong".
Before his daughter died, Chang Jiang worked odd jobs in Qin Jing. The company he worked for was Qin Jing Second Medical, and he also did garden maintenance.
During his work, he met He Siyuan many times, and the workers affectionately called He Siyuan "He Gong", and he followed suit. He was deeply impressed by He Siyuan's approachability.
"Why is such a good person wanted by the Holy Cult? Why did he come to the Kingdom of China? He offended that big man of the Holy Cult again?" He couldn't figure it out.
At the highest level of the Holy Cult, he only knows the Holy Maiden and Brother Hu.
Three mouthfuls pulled the rest of the rice into their mouths, waved their hands to greet the boss, stood up and walked out, walked to the door and passed a middle-aged man, after walking a few steps, he suddenly turned his head, "Hey work."
The middle-aged man who walked into the restaurant also looked back at him.
"It's really He Gong." Chang Jiang said in surprise.
"You are?" He Siyuan asked doubtfully.
Meeting an old friend in a foreign country is also a happy event, not to mention that he is single now, if he has an acquaintance to guide the way, he will have the confidence to try some places he wants to go but dare not go.
"I'm Chang..." Chang Jiang said something and woke up suddenly, "I often see He Gong and Qin Jing Eryao in the company. Do you still remember He Gong?"
"Are you an employee of No. 2 Medicine?" He Siyuan thought to himself that it was bad.
"That happened seven or eight years ago. I worked as a temporary worker for a year, repairing flowers and trees. Did Mr. He come here for a tour?"
"I have a little impression. At that time, the manager of your logistics department was Hou Zhanzhong."
He Siyuan's tone was much colder, the two were not on the same level, and they couldn't provide him with much help.
"Yes, it's Manager Hou, and the deputy manager is Wang Wei. Mr. He should know him."
"Oh, I know, you're here to travel too? What's your name?"
"Wen Sheng, He Gong must not remember me. I have been in Ding Kingdom for a few years and have been working here." Chang Jiang began to make up.
At this time, a few saintly believers who looked like East Asians passed by the door of the hotel, and saw Chang Jiang standing in front of the door and greeted him warmly.
"Brother Wen, come out for dinner."
"Hello Brother Wen."
"Brother Wen, do you want Ayesu to wait for you tomorrow? I can tell her."
Chang Jiang said, "Get out," and those people left with a smile on their face.
He Siyuan's complexion changed, and he said with a smile, "Brother Wen enjoys a lot in Pattaya!"
"No, no, these guys are horse boys in a strip club, they just know each other, and they are not good people." Chang Jiang said.
In fact, these Dongnan Asian boys are giving face to Chang Jiang, a Chinese. It’s okay to provoke Europeans and Americans in Pattaya, but don’t provoke Chinese. The Holy Church is the backing of the Chinese. 80% of the entertainment venues in Pattaya are the Holy Church. operate.
"Let's sit together." He Siyuan pointed to the small restaurant.
"it is good."
Chang Jiang also wanted to talk to He Siyuan, why did he offend the Holy Cult.
At this moment, as a Chinese, he had also worked in a company, and he hadn't thought of betraying He Siyuan to the gang yet.
"Brother Wen, what's the matter?"
Seeing Chang Jiang coming in again, the hotel owner hurried out to greet him.
This time, He Siyuan has a solid idea, this man named Wen Sheng is really a character in this area, everyone knows him.