"Of course I'm going to gamble on stones." Zhou Yaoyao said matter-of-factly.
"Wu Tianyong said that you are a genius in the Xia Kingdom's stone gambling industry, but I have never heard of your reputation in Burma. How do I know whether your ability is true or not?"
"In this case, of course you have to test your abilities first. Shouldn't you think so?"
Meng Yan was noncommittal about Zhou Yaoyao's idea and opened his mouth to persuade again.
"Go ahead and go, but Miss Zhou, please lower the speed a little more. At such a speed, I feel like I'm flying."
It seemed that Zhou Yaoyao had listened to his words, and Meng Yan felt that the speed of the car had slowed down significantly.
At least I no longer have the feeling of flying at low altitude just now.
Just when Meng Yan was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Zhou Yaoyao's voice came to his ears.
"Hold on tight."
"Ah? What did you say?" Meng Yan felt that he heard wrongly.
"I told you to hold on tight!"
Before Meng Yan could react, he only felt the car swaying violently, and his head suddenly hit the roof of the car, grinning in pain.
Meng Yan quickly grabbed the handle on the car window and looked out the window intently.
Good guy!
"What are you doing? Drive back to the highway!" Meng Yan shouted hurriedly.
This woman is crazy!
"Didn't you tell me to slow down?" Zhou Yaoyao's tone was a bit complaining.
"The speed is only one hundred and forty yards now. If we have to get to the stone quarry before dark, we have to take a shortcut!"
"Can this also calculate the road?!" Meng Yan's tone was almost tearful.
At this time, there was a field of low bushes and trees outside the car window. Looking forward and backward, there was not even an asphalt road that could allow Zhou Qiqi to drive 190 yards, and there was not even a dirt road made of concrete in the countryside.
Now, on the road that the Porsche drives along, there are only shallow ruts on both sides, nakedly exposed in the dirt. At some corners, weeds even grow in the ruts.
Where is the road here? This is clearly off-roading in the wilderness!
Meng Yan suddenly regretted coming to Burma. Wouldn't it be better to stay in Xia? With the help of Wu Tianyong and Li Hua, and the support of the four major families behind him, as long as he is interested in the power of his gambling club, sooner or later
It will penetrate into Myanmar.
When the time comes to rely on professionals like them to engage in intelligence, wouldn’t it be much more efficient than ourselves to figure out the truth about what happened?
Meng Yan was in agony, feeling that his life might be decided here today.
However, what surprised Meng Yan later was that Zhou Yaoyao had been driving his Porsche 911, which was not an off-road vehicle, for about 20 minutes in such a remote wilderness that was not even a road.
, nothing happened.
And what made Meng Yan considerate was that she really slowed down her speed.
Then he flew along a dirt slope, crossed a small stream, and sped past an unknown village. The surrounding scene finally changed from the wild grass and trees in the wilderness to some houses made of concrete and wood.
, wooden houses are gradually disappearing, and the height of concrete houses is becoming higher and higher.
Finally, after more than an hour, Zhou Yaoyao stepped on the accelerator and stopped in front of a stone betting shop.
Looking at the decent city scenes around him, Meng Yan knew that he had arrived at his destination.
A city in Myanmar, Yangon.
Although the prosperity here is thousands of miles away from Kyoto in the Xia Kingdom, it is still on par with those small marginal counties around Meng Yan's hometown of Hu City.
At least compared to the road he just walked, Meng Yan felt a hint of civilization.
"Okay! How long are you going to linger in my car? Get off now!"
Zhou Yaoyao didn't know when she got out of the car with her bag, walked outside Meng Yan's car door, and knocked on her car window angrily.
Meng Yan opened the car door and walked out. He looked around and saw many people looking at him in various ways.
Meng Yan immediately asked Zhou Qiqi, pointing to the gambling stone shop with a rustic neon sign at the door.
"Is this the gambling shop where you owe us 500 million in loan shark interest?"
"Of course not!" Zhou Yaoyao retorted.
"I said I would take you to test your true and false abilities. If I take you to the stone betting shop where I work, what will my colleagues think of me?"
Meng Yan was getting more and more surprised. Did this woman just call the employees working in the jade shop that defrauded her of 500 million in loan sharks as colleagues?
I feel like this woman is living quite happily here. Does she really need to be saved by herself?
"Why are you staring at me like that?" Sensing Meng Yan's strange look, Zhou Yaoyao quickly covered her chest and said hurriedly.
"I tell you! I am not a casual woman! Don't think about weird things in your mind."
"Alas." Meng Yan sighed and pointed at the crowd around him.
"Look around you, everyone is looking towards us."
"Since this is not the stone betting shop where you work, are you going to walk in like this?"
"Is there any problem? My eyes are on other people's bodies. If they want to look at me like this, what can I do?" Zhou Yaoyao retorted.
Meng Yan really couldn't understand how this seemingly brainless woman could live such a prosperous life in a war-torn country like Myanmar. This seemed to be beyond his own cognitive dimension.
"Besides, I'm not the only one driving a luxury car here." Zhou Yaoyao muttered and pointed to the blue Lamborghini parked on the other side of the road.
She hadn't paid attention just now, but when Zhou Yaoyao reminded her, Meng Yan followed his finger and looked over there. Not far from Zhou Yaoyao's Porsche, there was actually a blue Lamborghini parked.
This thing is much more expensive than a Porsche 911.
"Ahem, don't change the subject, think more about your own problems." Meng Yan said seriously.
Myanmar, a war-torn place that produces 90% of the world's rough stones, is doomed to die from droughts and floods.
Seeing a Lamborghini in this city that rivals the small counties around Meng Yan's hometown is actually not something that should be surprising.
"Do you have a change of clothes that you carry with you in the car?" Meng Yan continued to ask.
"What exactly do you want to do?" Zhou Yaoyao was a little confused by Meng Yan's series of inexplicable questions. There was a hint of displeasure in her tone, but she still answered his questions.
"There is a set of spare clothes in the trunk for me to use in case of emergencies."
"Isn't it another set of items worth hundreds of thousands?" Meng Yan asked rhetorically.