King of Gamblers: Growing from a Student to a Jade King

Chapter 62: Sister Mu

Wang Gui and I slept at the train station for a night. At dawn, we took the high-speed train to Ruili. Before getting off, I didn't do as I did last time; instead, I called and had Qian Guang send someone to pick me up. It wasn't me flaunting my status, but I didn't want to go through being kidnapped by Fat Pig Zhu again.

We waited at the train station for a while, and when we saw Zhuzi come in and wave at us, I finally went out with Wang Gui. After we left the train station and got on the bus, I felt a sense of relief. I never thought I would one day live like a rat, hiding and fleeing in a panic.

The car arrived at Brother Guang's bar. The bar had already been cleaned up, but it wasn't open yet. When Brother Guang saw me, he stood up and asked me curiously, "Did you get into a fight again?"

I gave a bitter smile and said, "It's just getting hit..."

Qian Laowu was furious, stood up, and pointed a dagger at me, saying, "Damn it, is it that bastard again? I told you before to sell him to Myanmar, but you f*****g stopped me. Now I've been beaten again. Don't f*****g delay the boss's business."

I nodded and said, "I'll take care of it."

Qian Guang walked over, patted my shoulder, and said earnestly, "Zhao Fei, I've told you more than once that fighting is a child's game. We are meant to do great things, so let's not engage in such boring and childish activities."

I nodded and said, "Got it, Brother Guang..."

Qian Guang said, "Tonight we will go to Muse with Boss Wei. It's very dangerous over there, the water is deep, and there are all kinds of people. Be careful."

I frowned and asked, "Why go to Muse? Why not go to Naypyidaw or Yangon? The stuff there should be illegal."

Qian Guang said, "The public auction hasn't started yet. If we go to Yangon or Naypyidaw, we have to pay taxes on the rough stones we buy, and it's a hundred percent tax. So, we need to go to Muse. In Muse, Boss Wei has a fixed supplier for rough stones, and we don't have to pay taxes. Do you understand?"

After I heard that, I frowned. Muse is a city in Myanmar connected to Ruili. It's very prosperous, so much so that people might mistake Muse for a Chinese city rather than a Myanmar one. There are many merchants there, and the economy is thriving. However, because of this, the undercurrents are unfathomable. Where there are interests, there are conflicts. So, don't be fooled by Muse's seemingly peaceful and harmonious surface; in reality, it's a fierce battleground.

There is a street in Muse called Yingxian Street. This street started gambling on stones when Ruili had not yet developed. At that time, Myanmar had not yet restricted the sale of raw stones, so many people from Myanmar would bring raw stones to this street to sell, and there were many shops there.

But now that Jiegao has developed, Yingxian Street in Muse has declined. However, it is still the frontline for stone gambling. Unfortunately, there are too many unscrupulous merchants there. Many people sell fake stones on Yingxian Street, causing many to lose their fortunes. If you go there to gamble on stones without someone to guide you, you might very well go and never return.

But Boss Wei said that with friends, we shouldn't have to worry, after all, he is a big boss.

Qian Guang said, "I currently have only five million in funds available, but I owe the bank one hundred million. I'm under a lot of pressure. Zhao Fei, you need to work a bit harder. This time, I want to achieve something."

I nodded. This time, I also want to gain something. I still have six hundred thousand in cash, and I'm betting it all this time. However, I believe that the one who will earn the most is definitely Boss Wei. He has money and connections, not only does he earn a lot, but we also owe him a favor.

At this moment, Qian Guang's phone rang. After answering, he said, "Boss Wei is waiting for us at the hotel. We need to go over early and get familiar with the other party's people first, because this time he brought us strangers, and he is afraid the other party won't trust us."

I gave a bitter smile. Over there, people are very cautious in business. Whether it's the buyers or the sellers, they don't like to bring strangers along because they engage in various types of business. Everyone knows that Myanmar is a hub for drugs, so everyone is careful to ensure their safety.

A few of us got into the car with Qian Guang. This time, he didn't bring any of his underlings, just us. We met Boss Wei at the commercial port in Jie Gao. Boss Wei brought three people with him and was very polite to us. After some small talk, we went to the exit port in Jie Gao to get an entry-exit permit, and then went to the travel agency to arrange a three-day tour. This way, we could stay in Myanmar for three days without

But this requires paying over two thousand yuan in fees, mainly to the travel agency. Interestingly, this travel agency was actually set up by Seventh Master.

We completed the paperwork, and from then on, we followed Boss Wei's lead. When we arrived at the exit point, we left the boundary marker before the Ruili-Jiegao border, took a few steps forward, and we were completely on Burmese soil. This land is the city of Muse in northern Myanmar.

Muse, in Burmese, means "a bustling and lively town." It is a prefecture-level city in the northwest of Shan State, Myanmar, and the largest city on Myanmar's land border. It is also a national-level port of entry in Myanmar.

Like Sister Rui Li, they are both famous for gambling on stones.

The city of Muse is adjacent to the Jiegao Economic Development Zone in Ruili, China, with houses and streets connected.The border in the middle consists of fences in some places and houses in others.If there were no ports and boundary markers proving that this side is China and that side is Myanmar, anyone coming here would think that China's Jiegao and Myanmar's Muse are one city.

The first time I walked into Muse, at the border, I couldn't feel that this was Myanmar at all. Looking at the familiar buildings and pedestrians, I now understand the coldness of that saying: one city, two countries. But this is not yet Muse city, I can only say it's the border.

We waited at the border for a while, and I saw two vans drive over. They were Wuling Hongguang vans, quite shabby, but they had one advantage: they could carry people. Boss Wei got into one van, and we got into the other, sitting separately. Boss Wei had already made arrangements; we just needed to follow him.

"Damn it, this piece of junk, it doesn't even have air conditioning, I'm dying of heat..." Qian Laowu kept wiping his sweat with a tissue; he was practically drenched.

We all laughed a bit; there's no way around it, the car in Muse is indeed broken. Although the economy is quite developed, the transportation still can't keep up.

However, although the roads in Muse are poor, the transportation is still relatively convenient. I know that the Northern Myanmar Highway connects Muse with several northern Myanmar cities such as Lashio, Mandalay, Bhamo, and Myitkyina, allowing for travel from morning to evening.

Most of the people who gamble on stones first go from Nankham to Muse, then from Muse to Mandalay, Bhamo, Myitkyina, and finally to Naypyidaw and Yangon. This is the most convenient and economical route.

The car drove for over an hour before stopping. We got out, and Boss Wei walked over, saying, "This is White Elephant Street. My friend lives inside White Elephant Street. Let's go visit."

We nodded and didn't say much, following Boss Wei. Walking on the street, I saw many strange people, some looking a bit like Indians, and others like Pakistanis. Boss Wei said, "On the streets of Muse, there are many Indians and Pakistanis coming and going. Many of these Pakistanis have already acquired Burmese citizenship and become Burmese.""Although the composition of the citizens in Muse is complex, the social order is very good. As long as we don't cause trouble, generally no one will bother us."

I nodded, looked around at the shops, and damn, the goods being sold inside were all common stuff. Aside from the different language, it was really hard for me to tell whether this was Myanmar or the mainland.

Boss Wei took us to a shop that sells leather shoes. The shop was quite large, probably over 500 square meters. When the staff saw Boss Wei, they quickly went to inform their boss. After a while, I saw a middle-aged man walking over. He was slightly balding and overweight, wearing a light-colored shirt and leather shoes. He walked over with a smile and shook hands with Boss Wei. When he opened his mouth, his teeth were all black. I knew this was caused by chewing

"Boss Wei, you've worked hard. These people are..."

Boss Wei said, "My friend, Qian Guang, came here with me. We all like to gamble on raw materials. Recently, I've sold out all the raw materials I had and want to bring in a new batch. This is Boss Kunsang, whose ancestors were also Chinese."

Qian Guang smiled, extended his hand to shake hands with the other party, who also smiled and shook hands. However, his expression changed, and he said, "Boss Wei, you know the rules. If you want to enter our venue, your identity must be upright and aboveboard. You can't be an eagle, and definitely not a dog..."

The eagle is the police, the dog is the Myanmar mafia, it seems this Kunshan is really strict.

Boss Wei said, "I guarantee it, don't you believe me? I assure you, it's a legitimate business."

Kunsang smiled and said, "With Boss Wei's guarantee, of course I trust it. When does Boss Wei want to inspect the materials?"

Boss Wei said, "The sooner, the better, but I'll still follow your arrangements."

Kunsang nodded and said, "Then let's meet tonight. You all settle in first, and we'll see each other later..."

Boss Wei nodded, exchanged a few pleasantries with the other party, and didn't say anything more. However, as they were leaving, I saw Boss Wei's bodyguard hand over a bundle of money to the other party, all in Myanmar currency, totaling around ten million.

After we left, Boss Wei took us to a hotel to stay, but the conditions there were terrible. In such hot weather, there was no air conditioning, only a fan that kept shaking back and forth. There was only a blanket on the bed, and Qian Laowu lay on it, grunting in anger.

"Damn it, what kind of godforsaken place is this? It's so damn poor. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have come," Qian Laowu said unhappily.

Qian Guang was still in a suit, but he had unbuttoned his collar because of the heat. Boss Wei chuckled and said, "If you want to be prominent in front of others, you have to endure hardships behind the scenes. And you're still complaining. Do you know how they transported the stones out?"People carried out from the mountains, if caught by the army, are shot on the spot. Do you know how much the labor cost is? Just one dollar a day. You are living in luxury but don't even realize it.

Qian Laowu spat and didn't say anything. I listened and thought it was quite hard. The lower class always sells their labor but earns the least.

Boss Wei said, "None of you are allowed to bring weapons, got it?"

We nodded, and I watched as Zhuzi took a gun out from his waist and handed it to Boss Wei. I was a bit surprised, damn, this is a real gun.