Please make money.

"You have!"

"I don't have any... By the way, I brought a few rare books from the temple. Would you like to copy them?"

"Well... children have their own development, right? It's right to ignore it. Xiao Chen, go and deliver a copy of this to Counselor Zhang. That's enough. Don't talk nonsense. Where is the book? Where is it? When was it published? Wait for me to wash my hands and change into clean new clothes... Light the incense! There is sandalwood over there!"

286-A, Alia didn't move, but something was wrong

"Miss, what is a vacation?"

"It's the opposite of the previous game, which is a vacation - for example, I'm very busy now, but it's also a vacation."

"…Is it possible that what I meant was that we are here to have fun, not to farm?"

"Don't talk, feel it with your heart, do you hear the sound of nature?"

In the farmland, An Lele, who looked like a mud monkey, wiped his face. He did not hear the sounds of nature, but only the sound of the tractor.

It's so funny, but I can't laugh to death. Rumlow next to him probably has never planted rice seedlings in his life. The way he fiddled with the seedlings looked like he was fiddling with a machine gun mount.

So where did it start and the style of painting became like this?

Oh, it seems like the eldest lady passed by someone’s farmland and said she wanted to see if the soil and water were fertile.

So is this some kind of rural investigation?

Alia was very happy, she really seemed to be on vacation.

The article "The whole world thinks I'm a nobody but I know I have a big size" should be written differently.

It should be written as "The whole world thinks I'm being targeted but I have no idea what's going on, so my life remains naive."

Alia was farming here and didn't know that she had been put on the bounty list.

What does it mean that she has a bounty on her head?

Putting aside Aunt An's obvious method of framing agricultural product middlemen, she had just fought the battle to defend Siam's finances!

What? It's Prime Minister Lei, not Alia?

I am dying of laughter. Prime Minister Lei is just a high-level worker. He must be controlled by Alia! He is a puppet!

So the question is, just after the financial war was over, someone launched a bounty from the Bauhinia area. Who is this targeting?

This isn't a spanking! This is a spanking on the face!

Boss Huo has even personally left and returned to Zijing, and he will dig deep into the ground to find the person who caused the trouble.

He was very satisfied with Arya's behavior this time, but the more satisfied he was, the more unhappy he was that someone was staring at Arya.

How sensible and obedient the child is!

To put it in a broader sense, this is called keeping the enemy out of the country on the financial battlefield. How can we allow our generals to shed blood and tears?

What? Alia made a lot of money, more than four billion dollars?

That's his own ability! If you don't agree, go out and eat meat!

Just because Alia is being silly here doesn't mean the whole world is following her in being silly.

Boss Wang had no idea what size hornet's nest he had touched with his stick. The fire in the supermarket had really burned the hearts of the officials.

But then again, what does this have to do with Alia?

She wiped the sweat from her forehead and said, "The soil and water here are really interesting. No wonder they can produce such high-quality fragrant rice."

"Many jasmine rice in China is flavored with essence. Although the output here is large, the imported price is also very high."

"Directly pick, we can pick anything directly... Hey, let's prepare some food. What do you think about us setting up a farmhouse in Tianhai?"

"Not very good. The land price in Tianhai is too expensive. Even in the eastern suburbs, it is still expensive. My opinion is that it is too luxurious."

The group was busy for a while, and just came out of the field, they met the owner of the "farmhouse" here.

It may not be appropriate to call him the boss, it should be said that he is the landlord of the farmland here.

But as mentioned before, Siam’s urban industrialization was distorted and farmers had no channels to increase their income.

In the countryside, it is quite common to open a cafe or a small restaurant. There are a lot of cafes in Siam, which are a bit like the places in the countryside where people drink tea, chat and gossip. Alia just passed by here and then became interested in other people's fields.

"Miss Ai, the food is ready."

The shop owner wiped his hands and invited Alia to eat.

Alia took Anlele and Rumlow with her. Of course, not all the security team would come with them to farm. They were on guard in the car at the entrance of the village.

Once there is an ambush, they will immediately rush in by car and then stage an assault scene that can only be seen in Hollywood.

Of course, Alia didn't think she would encounter any ambush in such a corner.

This sense of ease continued until she smelled the aroma of the food being served and then made eye contact with the store owner.

The shop owner gestured to Alia to eat: "Try it, fresh chicken soup!"

Alia stopped An Lele who was about to pick up the basin and start working: "Boss, did we not pay enough for the meal?"

"Ah...haha, I don't understand what Miss Ai means."

"Have we known each other before?"

"No, I don't know him!"

"Since we don't know each other and have no grudges against each other, I paid for your meal. At most, I just looked at your fields. We also agreed to put it on the bill."

Alia pushed the chicken soup forward and said, "You've worked hard to cook. You eat first."

If An Lele still doesn't know what the situation is after saying this, then all his time will be in vain.

She overturned the empty table next to her, pulled out the gun from under her armpit and pointed it at the store owner: "Did you poison the food?!"

An Lele had no doubt about Ailia's sense of smell at all, which meant that everything could be attributed to acquired perfection.

The so-called pinnacle of humanity, the supernatural, is no joke. The young lady might be able to compete with police dogs for a stable job.

The shop owner gritted his teeth, picked up the chicken soup and gulped it down: "Look, there's nothing wrong with it, right? It's delicious!"

"If you can stand for another five minutes, I'll give you 100 million."

Alia picked up a chicken leg and knocked on the edge of the basin: "It smells so strong of medicine, even pigs won't eat it!"

Rumlow next to him quickly turned his head and spat out the chicken in his mouth. God have pity, he didn't notice the problem at all until An Lele took out the gun!

Is there medicine? Why? Do we have a grudge against him? Does he have a motive?

An Lele glanced at Rumlow next to him, touched his pocket helplessly, and threw him a stimulant: "You take the lead first. I told you that you should learn Mandarin. The store owner who drugged us and murdered us can speak Mandarin, but you can't. How can you be an international security contractor?"

Rumlow stabbed himself in the neck with a needle: "This is not a security war area, there is no reason..."

The shop owner staggered a few steps, staggered backwards, and finally fell to the ground without giving any reason.

Obviously, the dosage of this thing is really enough.

An Lele walked over and kicked the other person cautiously, then felt his pocket, took out his phone, unlocked it with his fingerprint and looked at the contents.

After a long moment, she handed the phone to Alia: "Someone wants to buy our lives for five hundred thousand."

Alia glanced at it, didn't take it seriously, then turned back sharply: "Baht?!"

"OK."

"In your line of work, can you settle accounts in Thai baht?"

"I can't go there - we usually use Daole, and occasionally use Euros or gold. If that doesn't work, bearer bonds will do."

"How much is five hundred thousand fucking baht?"

"Less than 100,000."

"I'm only worth a hundred thousand?"

"...That's the price they offer. Miss, think positively. I only have 50,000 Thai baht, which converts to... um, 10,000 yuan."

An Lele suddenly realized it, and then got angry: "I'm only worth ten thousand?!"

After a round of condemnation, An Lele called people over and directly blocked the entire village exit, with machine guns set up directly against the road.

"Xin Cai, it is definitely his man, his ghost is still lingering around."

"Why do we always run into this kind of guy even when we come to a farmhouse in the suburbs?"

"Boss, I may know something about this matter." Rumlow was undergoing a medical examination and was relieved when nothing happened. "There is a conspiracy theory in the West about Southeast Asia, called the secret door in the fitting room."

"What do you mean?"

"Human trafficking is everywhere in this place. A tourist brought his wife here for vacation, but she just changed clothes in the fitting room, and then his wife disappeared. When he finally found his wife, it was in a freak show, and his wife had been tortured into... There are many versions of this story."

"So is it true or false?"

"Subjectively, I think there is an element of exaggeration, but objectively... you can see that he wants 500,000 baht."

"It's 550,000, and I still have 50,000!"

"Well, five hundred and fifty thousand—that's a lot of money for them. It's a lot of money."

In fact, even in China, 110,000 is not a small amount of money. It is widely circulated that two million yuan is subcontracted to hire a killer, and finally it becomes 100,000 yuan to hire a gangster.

Wasn't the original purpose of the two million dollars to find a reliable killer in Southeast Asia?

This shows that local career planning is still somewhat unique. It can only be said that Southeast Asia has its own customs...

After some trouble, Alia made a safe decision.

"Go back to downtown Bangkok." She held a grass stem in her mouth, thought for a while, and then spit it out: "Go back to the hotel. I have some doubts that it's not Shinchai. After all, Shinchai is dead, and the Grand Palace was also quite cowardly before."

An Lele asked doubtfully: "Who else could it be? We haven't offended anyone."

"We didn't offend anyone? Cutting off someone's financial resources is like killing their parents. We got 4 billion from them, and they didn't retaliate?"

An Lele was shocked when he thought about it: "Damn it - international hot money - they are crazy!"

"I've already said that this is the style of a high-end business war. Homemade airplanes are their tradition and you can't miss them."

"That's not right. If it was them, why would they only have so little money?"

An Lele pointed to the bounty list. Five hundred and fifty thousand Thai baht. Is this amount of money enough to buy Alia's life?

"It's just to confuse people. If I'm not mistaken, there will be more orders coming out to muddy the waters."

If they start with cutting-edge technology and hire professionals like Black Bee-Tiger and Rumlow, it would be too obvious.

Besides, small amounts of money have their uses. If Alia can block other people's attacks, can she block the massive attacks from those traitors all around her?

This time he almost got tricked, which shows that the other party really has something and is very familiar with the ecology of these things. What stands out is his professionalism.

The convoy immediately started its return journey. At the hotel were Alia's sister and younger sister, as well as Prime Minister Lei and other subordinates from the investment department.

The Black Bee Tiger received a call on the way and directly sent out all the armed helicopters, circled the city halfway and stopped on a high-rise helipad not far from the hotel.

This situation lasted for most of the day, and Alia did not encounter any unexpected attacks afterwards. It seemed that the Siamese officials had come to the same conclusion as Alia and were investigating the international hot money in a targeted manner. They had forced banks to hand over the customer information of international hot money before, and this time they directly dug up all the people's secrets.

In the midst of her busy schedule, Alia also took the time to inform Jiang Tianyi, who said that he had also received similar news and was ready.

"Damn, this place is a bit more chaotic than I expected."

Alia said this, and then saw a tour group's car collide with a tuk-tuk at the corner of the hotel.

An Lele naturally thought that this was another trap, so he brought his men to block the street intersection.

But we soon discovered that it was not a trap, because the people in the tour group's car were all Chinese, and it seemed that it was some domestic company organizing a team building trip here.

Alia even knew the boss -

"Boss Wang?" She looked at Boss Wang, who looked pale, in confusion: "Why are you here?"

Mr. Wang wiped his sweat, looked at Alia as if she were a ghost, and took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat.

"Yes, yes... Why am I here... I just... I was going to take everyone to the Chao Phraya River to eat seafood... I..."

Alia looked behind him and couldn't help but comfort him: "It's okay, no one died, just injured. It's the driver's fault."

"Oh, so that's great!"

Mr. Wang seemed to be slightly relieved. It was obvious that the car accident had frightened him a little.

Come to think of it, if you push the local residents of a foreign country into heaven, you will probably end up in jail here if you don't figure out the problem.

For a big boss like him who owns a luxurious car and has nice clothes, isn't it scary? The last person who was so unlucky was Brother Dong - he was set up by a honeypot.