Mrs. Sakai asked the two young men to bring bodyguards, which seemed to be a very correct and wise decision.
Spring in Yangon is a good time to travel.
We are still a few weeks away from officially entering the continuous wet rainy season.
The mountains in the northeast block the cold air from going south, and the vast estuary alluvial plain in the south allows the warm current from the Indian Ocean to flow unimpeded and moisten every air in the city.
Aside from being a bit hot, with outdoor temperatures often climbing to over 35C, the weather is still beautiful.
But think about it another way.
After the cold winter and spring, a large number of European tourists flock to seaside cities such as Marseille, Lisbon and Valletta every year to enjoy the sunshine.
The sun shines on the earth with a fair and just attitude regardless of whether it is developed or not.
Yangon has the same sunshine, the same sea breeze, and the per capita consumption is only 5% of those in the sunshine cities in Europe, which is still very cost-effective.
The blue sky looks like a layer of translucent paint applied with a paintbrush, and the young lady next to me looks as tender as if she stepped out of an oil painting.
This is a time when people should sincerely express their feelings about the beauty of youth.
The only not-so-good thing is that public travel in countries with chaotic security conditions will always lead to unexpected troubles.
While a group of people were waiting for Uncle Alai to queue up at the ticket office to buy tickets.
An unexpected thing happened. A policeman asked Sakai Katsuko to be taken to the security office for search.
"You are foreigners." The police officer puffed out his belly and pulled on his gun belt, looking very majestic.
Influenced by warlords’ armed forces.
Some of the military police in Yangon are carrying kiii rifles, which are imitations of the Israeli Galel automatic rifles and are the unified configuration of the Myanmar government army.
The Burmese army’s heavy equipment, tanks, and fighter jets are all Soviet-style configurations. However, it received a large amount of military assistance from the West in the last century, and many of its lightweight equipment are Israeli models.
When Uncle Alai was still a senior military officer, he was stationed in Tel Aviv for training.
"If this lady wants to come with me, I need to check her special pass."
The police officer kept his words relatively respectful, but his tone was very firm and unquestionable.
He has not yet taken off the rifle behind him. The folding bayonet flashing coldly on the muzzle behind his back is already convincing enough.
Special pass is not a new term in Yangon.
Southeast Asia is a place chosen by many foreign tourists for cheap travel and customary services. However, to this day, Myanmar is still far from a complete ceasefire.
The chaotic current situation, the warlords who seem to be inseparable from the government, and the drug lords who will never be eliminated in the Golden Triangle. Even if you look at the entire country, Yangon is a relatively peaceful tourist city.
There are also many nearbyThere are few controlled areas that nominally require special permission orders to allow foreigners to enter.
The problem is
"Officer, we are not going to the military controlled area, just to the botanical garden." The female bodyguard said the same words for the fifth time.
Even in her own tone, she did not have much confidence that she could resolve the misunderstanding through communication.
The bodyguard is very sure of his statement, and anyone with normal understanding can understand it.
The patrol police seemed to not understand the words at all. They thought they were acting suspiciously and insisted on taking them to the security office of the train station for questioning.
And asked to check the memory card of the exquisite Leica 11 camera hanging around Katsuko Sakai’s white neck.
"Professional photography equipment requires special approval for entry." His expression was full of pride at catching their little tails.
Looks like he is deliberately looking for trouble.
The bodyguard looked increasingly nervous.
It is obviously not a smart choice to let a little girl like Sakai Katsuko go to the security room to be searched.
If something really happened.
I waited stupidly for the embassy staff to come to protest, and the day lilies were getting cold.
But because she had to take public transportation, she did not carry any weapons and was dressed like a servant accompanying Sakai Katsuko.
Then again, even if he is the one holding the automatic rifle.
It is also impossible for legitimate security to resort to armed confrontation between a sovereign country and the other party’s official violence agency.
That is not a dedicated personal soldier.
That’s because I’m tired of living.
"Don't worry, I can handle it."
Gu Weijing stopped Awang from kicking his legs and gently pulled Miss Shengzi's hand to signal the other person not to be afraid. .
As for Jasmine beside her, the little girl had a lollipop in her mouth and her big, shiny black eyes curiously looked at the policeman's big belly.
In the little girl's superstitious world view, there is nothing in the world that brother Gu Weijing cannot solve.
She was not afraid at all.
"Mr. Gu, it's useless to explain. He deliberately didn't understand."
Uncle Alai went to the ticket booth to buy a ticket and came back.
He took He walked back to them with the five first-class tickets he had just bought. After listening to the words of both parties for a few seconds, he smiled contemptuously.
He lowered his head slightly, lowered his voice, and whispered in Gu Weijing's ear, "You guys look too noble. He just wants to ask for a sum of money as a bribe."
Yangon is a place with a huge gap between rich and poor and a serious sense of social fragmentation.
Gu Weijing’s family background is an inconspicuous and transparent person in Dulwich College, but in the society as a whole, he is considered to be a very wealthy person based on his dress.
Not to mention Katsuko Sakai.
Wherever such a girl goes, peopleWherever the crowd's attention is drawn.
The railway station patrol police are not stupid enough to rush up to blackmail a rich person when they see them.
It is estimated that it was the exchange of a few Japanese words between Sakai Katsuko and the bodyguard, and the Japanese version of the Burmese Heritage Encyclopedia that Miss Katsuko carried under her arm.
Let the patrol police treat them as Japanese fat sheep who are unfamiliar with the place and prepare to give them a heavy blow.
“Very greedy.”
Gu Weijing estimated how much money this guy wanted.
The Gang female bodyguard tried to secretly push a 50-dollar bill, but was rejected righteously. The other party even took out the handcuffs and accused the bodyguard of trying to bribe public officials.
However.
Gu Weijing clearly saw the police officer who "enforces the law impartially" glance at the camera in front of Sakai Katsuko's chest.
That arrogant little expression clearly said, "Those who can afford 20,000 US dollars in Lycra should use this little money to bully me for not knowing what to do. Who are you looking down on?"
< p>It is no longer news that Myanmar is experiencing blackmail.At the beginning of this year, it was exposed that a foreign jeweler was extorted out of hundreds of thousands of dollars.
Yangon traffic police extort drivers, and they are usually satisfied with two hundred kyats.
Blackmailing wealthy tourists, high risk and high reward.
The police must be careful about provoking the wrong people, so they often take action once and make enough money when they encounter someone who is rich and easy to bully.
Gu Weijing estimated that in this battle, the handcuffs were all taken out, and it would be difficult to end without a dozen Franklins.
"Mr. Gu, if you give me the money, you can take your pearl-like female companion with you. Don't suffer any immediate losses." Uncle Alai reminded in a low voice.
In Southeast Asia, the underworld and the police represent incompatible justice and evil in the minds of some people.
For some people, except that the underworld has tattoos and the patrol officers wear uniforms, they are all the same.
The difference is that the underworld can be solved by force, but the police cannot be solved by force. Gu Weijing should be very rich, but this kind of petty bureaucrat who holds power is not afraid of you being rich. If you don't have enough local connections and influence, they will try to squeeze out more money.
Uncle Alai is not afraid to take action.
Even if he was lame on one foot and had such a fat and out-of-shape figure that he would probably be exhausted from running a thousand meters, he could beat ten of them.
However, a good assistant needs to know how to exercise restraint and give the employer the wisest advice.
Even if you were Ethan Hunt or James Bond, it would be unwise to act in this situation.
It will always be your side that suffers from a bump in the road.
Uncle Alai is a little worried that Gu Weijing is young and energetic and trying to save face in front of his girlfriend.
The other party is holding a gun. It’s not shameful to give him money now. If anything happens, we’ll talk about it later.
To put it bluntly.
In fact, even if the other party took Sakai Katsuko away and searched, there is a ninety-nine percent chance that nothing big will happen.
I was kept in a dark room for a few hours at most, and certain details of the customs regulations were withheld. I accused Katsuko Sakai of bringing an expensive professional camera into the country, and whether she had reported it in advance.
Aunt Sakai’s energy should be able to directly contact senior officials of the embassy.
Wait until the envoy sent someone to communicate, and then let him go at night.
It just ruined a travel vacation.
They are the police after all.
After all, it is the old capital Yangon.
Sexual assault and blackmail are not the same concept, nor are they the same crime.
This is not the Golden Triangle.
There are places in areas controlled by the Golden Triangle warlords where armed robbers work part-time and demand ransom, but that is not the case here.
Even for ordinary tourists, the other party does not have the courage. After all, tourism is also an important financial pillar of Yangon.
But the key is, are you willing to gamble? Is it worth the gamble?
The only thing that is certain is that you don’t want to touch jade with porcelain.
"If you are still angry, wait until Ms. Sakai returns to the hotel, and ask your elders to call the Yangon Tourism Bureau to complain. Someone will definitely give you an explanation."
Uncle Alai signaled Gu Weijing not to be impulsive.
Gu Weijing was also ready to pay for it.
Uncle Alai is right, a good man will not suffer immediate losses.
In this case, you don’t even have to call the tourism bureau when you get back. Ask Uncle Sakai to tweet to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. After the attention increases, a diplomat might come to apologize in person.
Just very angry.
And the local police are full of snakes and rats.
Myanmar’s military and police systems are very independent. At most, they can prepare a punishment or just find someone to step in. To be honest, if someone dares to beat you, they don’t care about the risks.
The same sentence.
This kind of thing is not a big deal.
Just hanging out happily with girls, it is always disgusting to encounter this kind of thing.
In particular, Gu Weijing only carried a few thousand kyats and a hundred US dollars in his wallet, and might have to borrow some money from Sakai Katsuko to pay bribes.
"Or I can make a call"
Gu Weijing was panicked but not panicked at all.
It’s not that he can’t help it.
The worst thing is to make a phone call, not to the Schönbrunn Palace Affairs Office, even though they look very cool.
Snakes have snake holes, rats have rat paths.
It only has a small office in Yangon, and its efficiency in solving problems may not be as good as that of the embassy.
Dulwich is the best private school here.
In addition to students like Gu Weijing who want to develop professionally in art, there are also many local dignitaries who want their children to cultivate connections and pave the way for future development.
The easiest thing is to call Kou Kou, she will most likely be able to help.
The problem is.
I ran into trouble on a weekend lover’s trip with my girlfriend, and it felt indescribable to go to this little bastard for help.
When Gu Weijing hesitated a little, the billboard above his head happened to come into view.
Yangon Railway Station is dotted with various slogans and signboards.
Myanmar has laws that prohibit billboards without Burmese, and the area occupied by Burmese must exceed 60 square meters.
Similar to their calligraphy and painting shop, there are three languages: Chinese, English and Burmese.
However, English is an exception. To this day, English is the official language here, and the educational environment in upper class society and universities is also pure English.
So a very interesting fact is that Yue is at the train station where tourists and local residents gather.
You can often tell the people they target just by looking at the language on the advertisements.
English signs are dotted with fashion models for Bulgari, Rolex and Chanel, slogans for luxury hotels, luxury car rentals and licensed casinos for foreign tourists.
The signs in Burmese language are about cheap products, sodas costing tens of kyats, and the cheapest clothing market slogans distributed in large quantities from Eastern Xia.
There is also a guy who is about the same age as Gu Weijing wearing a thong, shouting in Burmese and selling cheap balloons for 10 kyats each.
10 kyats.
According to the most generous official standard exchange rate, it is approximately US$0,005.
He had to work so hard in a temperature of over 30 degrees to sell a million balloons in order to pay for a buffet at the Aman Hotel.
The bright and bright advertising signs are only a few feet apart, and you can reach out and touch them.
But everyone in the train station, including the balloon boy himself, knew very well that such a life was destined to have nothing to do with him.
The paradise of the rich and the poor people’s daily necessities are placed side by side without any modification. The scene itself is a magical realism painting.
A critic once published a critical review in the Mirror. The social divisions in this city can be seen from the billboards.
"En"
Sakai Katsuko saw Gu Weijing looking a little dazed, and made a slight nasal noise, taking it as a question.
"Wait a moment."
Gu Weijing stared at the billboard above his head in trance.
He was stunned not because he was worried about the country and the people at the scene in front of him, but because he found an extraordinarily large advertising slogan among the brightly lit billboards.
From now on, let the city under our feet make changes
thereisertitoakeositivethanno
That is a man who announced that he will enter politics and run for Yangon City Council next year election ads.
This kind of slogan is not uncommon in Yangon.
Being able to occupy the best publicity position at the Central Railway Station shows that this candidate has considerable financial strength.
Whether a member of Congress has financial strength or not has nothing to do with Gu Weijing.
It’s just that he saw a familiar face on the billboard, the congressman in suits and ties.
Gu Weijing moved his eyes downward, and sure enough, in the lower right corner of the slogan, he spotted Chen Shenglin, chairman of the Yangon Charity Chamber of Commerce, industrialist and patriot. Support Chen Shenglin. Every vote you cast is supporting a sunnier tomorrow for Yangon. This line of text.
He suddenly remembered.
I still have the business card of the great collector in my wallet who said he wanted to buy the works I participated in the Singapore Art Exhibition.
The billionaire philanthropist is also very energetic.
Before he was ready to give the money, Gu Weijing dialed the phone with the intention of giving it a try.
It’s not a big deal.
Gu Weijing was too embarrassed to call the number on the business card.
In the orphanage that day, Chen Shenglin's secretary also took the initiative to exchange numbers with Gu Weijing, which is what he is calling now.
"Hello, Mr. Gu Weijing. Did you receive the message Mr. Chen sent you before?"
After the phone rang three times, it was connected. .
Without waiting for Gu Weijing to introduce himself, the other party took the initiative to call out his name.
"Uh, I got it."
Gu Weijing felt a little embarrassed because the other party was so polite.
He hesitated for a few seconds whether to speak.
"Are you running into any trouble? Mr. Chen is meeting with supply chain investors from Japan, but if you are in a hurry, I can leave a message for you."
" It’s not a big deal.”
Gu Weijing quickly described the problems he faced in the shortest possible words.
"That's right, I understand."
The secretary muttered for a moment, "In this way, no matter what request he has, you will cooperate with him and don't be impulsive, but don't let him Miss Sakai is out of your sight. Wait a few minutes and I will take care of it."
The female bodyguard has been handcuffed at this time.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Gu Weijing calling someone, but the worry and tension in his expression did not ease much.
In the bodyguard’s perception, Miss Sakai’s boyfriend is just a local ordinary person.
You may be able to get to know the police officers in a few blocks, but there is a high probability that you will not be able to solve any major problems.
Gu Weijing just made a phone call with the mentality of trying to make a difference. As a result, the matter was resolved faster than he imagined.
And it’s faster than you can imagine.
The few minutes the secretary mentioned were actually only about two hundred seconds.
He began to fumble for the cash in his wallet under the proud eyes of the military police.
Results: Stationmaster of Yangon Railway Station, the superintendent of the security department walked into the waiting hall with a group of people, large and small.
Calculating the time it takes to communicate on the phone and find someone, it is incredibly fast.
It really works.
Gu Weijing felt relieved.
The rest is to apologize, scold his subordinates, laugh and say it was a misunderstanding and it was nothing more than this.
The female bodyguard looked surprised.
Uncle Alai looked at all this with a sneer.
Gu Weijing suddenly felt bored.
The way the military and police officers apologized was boring, and the way the stationmaster smiled kindly and asked him to say hello to Mr. Chen was also boring.
The misunderstanding is false.
The fear of small power colliding with big power is revealed everywhere. It is true.
Money can make the world go round.
The influence that the real top tycoons can have in this city and the terrifying degree of their enemies are no less than that of Brother Hao.
Right or wrong is not important, their attitude is what matters in the end, and this is what is so scary about rights.
Among them, only Ms. Sakai accepted the apology from the military police very seriously.
She had heard about the chaos in Myanmar.
However, based on her living circle and the surrounding environment of the Aman Hotel, the public security conditions are not bad.
Today allowed Katsuko Sakai to see another side of this place.
Katsuko, who had always been gentle, had a rare straight face, without a trace of a smile on her face. After listening to the patrolman's apology to her, she nodded and walked away.
The trouble has just been dealt with.
Gu Weijing's cell phone rang again.
"Erotic and talented people are always affectionate and care about children. To be honest, you can seduce Sakai Kazunari's beautiful girl, which is more enviable than you and Mr. Cao Xuan painting together." ”
The collector’s voice came to his ears, “It’s gratifying to win honor for the country.”
In the brief encounter, Gu Weijing’s impression was that Chen Shenglin was a dignified, knowledgeable and serious person.
He didn’t expect that there was such an interesting side in private.
"Mr. Chen, thank you"
"Call me Uncle Chen. I like interesting juniors. You are the funniest person I have ever seen at this age." Chen Shenglin was very polite and said with a smile, "I just finished talking with the Japanese suppliers, and I have to arrange for them to entertain them at a cocktail party and invite some young girls to accompany them. The air is filled with the smell of decadent money and sex. I want to be with young people Let’s chat and clear our minds.”
Some uncles tell dirty jokes at the wine table, which are so vulgar and greasy that it makes people breathless.
But Chen Shenglin said it so straightforwardly that he didn't sound very disgusted.
“This kind of thing is always disgusting. It makes me feel that after all these years of struggle, I still look like a low-level pimp. The pimp starts from the young girl’s open mouth.If I get a few hundred kyats from my legs, I can get two more Toyota production lines. There is essentially no difference. "
There was a sound of wind coming from the phone receiver.
It sounded like Boss Chen was in the car on his way to the reception. "When I put your call through, I was thinking, how rich are they? Pretty young girls didn't spit in their faces during kisses just because I paid for it. It is because of your charm and excellence that a young man like you can date a beautiful woman like Miss Sakai. "
"As long as there is luck, opportunity or a good father, anyone can be as rich as me. It is difficult to find a truly charismatic person. At this point, you are better than me. ”
“Mr. Chen, you are so humorous. "
Gu Weijing was also amused by the collector.
"Uncle Chen. "The middle-aged man on the microphone corrected.
"Uncle Chen, thank you. ”
Gu Weijing knew that he could find a million young people in this city who wanted to call this industrialist uncle.
They talked to him like this because they thought highly of him. .
He is not a shameless person, so he changed his tune obediently.
“No, you made me feel from the bottom of my heart that we locals are better than those foreign investors. You are better, so I want to thank you. Prepare your painting carefully, I am very optimistic about you, but I still hope it will shock me. Remember our agreement. ”
Chen Shenglin chuckled, “By the way, apologize to Miss Sakai for me. Yangon is a very beautiful and gentle city. Maugham, Orwell Kipling and Andre Malraux were all visited here.” She was moved by the beautiful natural scenery. I'm sorry that I let her see another side of our city. I hope it didn't scare her. "Please remember to bookmark, the latest and fastest website without anti-theft and free reading