"Group Leader Abu is in charge of all affairs in Group Nine and won't interfere in matters like which specific subgroup a salesperson will be assigned to. You don't need to worry too much."
Wu Mindeng seemed to notice the worry in my heart and immediately explained with a smile.
Compared to that scumbag Abu, whether Wu Mindeng did it on purpose or he really came from a prominent family in Myanmar, he gave people a gentle and refined impression when dealing with others.
Of course, I knew very well in my heart that both Abu's seemingly harmless appearance like a boy next door and Wu Mindeng's gentleness were just false pretenses they put on.
Deep down in their hearts, there lurked a brutal and bloody beast without any humanity.
Just like how Wu Mindeng grabbed the short-haired woman's head and slammed it hard onto the ground just now. He was so fierce even to a beautiful woman, let alone to others.
Don't think that he's being so friendly and polite to me now. If I really went to the Fourth Group under his charge and didn't achieve remarkable results, I'm afraid my fate wouldn't be any good.
"Group Leader Wu thinks highly of me, which is a great honor for me. I'll count on your care in the future, Group Leader Wu."
After a quick thought, I made a decision. Since joining Wu Mindeng's Fourth Group wouldn't offend that scumbag Abu, it didn't really matter to me which group I went to.
Rejecting a face-loving scumbag like Wu Mindeng in public wasn't a wise choice.
"Hahaha, as long as you complete your performance well, I definitely won't treat you badly."
Wu Mindeng happily patted my shoulder and casually wrote a blank check.
And I still acted as if I was overjoyed and thanked this Myanmar scumbag profusely.
As I bowed and sent him off respectfully, Wu Mindeng turned around and left with his right hand in his pocket.
Just when I secretly let out a sigh of relief and was about to sit down and continue eating, Wu Mindeng, who was almost out of the cafeteria, actually turned back.
"By the way, since this woman is your reward for being promoted to a Level A salesperson, her life and death are up to you to decide."
Without waiting for my response, Wu Mindeng waved his hand and left the cafeteria.
Instead, those two Myanmar scumbags who had pounced on and pinned down the short-haired woman just now explained with a grin, "In the park, for the piglets who usually try to escape, either their legs are broken and they are thrown into the water dungeon, or their kidneys are directly removed and they are bled to make fertilizer."
"Since Group Leader Wu has given you the decision-making power, then according to the convention, from today on, she is your private slave. Her life and death are all up to you with just one word."
"If you want her to die, I can blow her head off with a gun right now with just one word from you."
Speaking of this, this Myanmar scumbag showed a smile that every man would understand, bared his big yellow teeth and continued, "If you want to keep her for yourself to play with, you can also kill her after you get tired of her."
"The prerequisite is that you must at least maintain the identity of a Level A salesperson, or a higher level, from now on."
Hearing this, my eyes lit up. I didn't expect there to be such unspoken rules in the park.
"Thank you, big brother, for telling me these things. May I ask how I should address you?"
I immediately took out a pack of cigarettes from my pocket, handed it to him with a big smile on my face and took the initiative to get closer to him.
"My name is Azhuang."
The Myanmar scumbag who called himself Azhuang took a look at the Yuxi cigarettes I handed over, smiled satisfactorily and casually stuffed them into his pocket.
After my secret observations during this period of time, I found that this park was hidden deep in the mountains and forests and only supplies were transported here once a week.
I'm not sure how high the salary level of the lowest-level Myanmar scumbags like Azhuang is, but it seems that the supply of cigarettes and alcohol on weekdays is also very tight.
Otherwise, when I was competing with that bastard 059 in slapping each other's faces this afternoon, there wouldn't have been Myanmar scumbags watching the fun and placing bets with cigarettes.
Moreover, according to my observations, the lowest-level Myanmar scumbags basically smoked Hongtashan which sells for 7.5 yuan in China, while the small leaders basically smoked Yuxi or Yunyan.
As for deputy group leaders like Wu Mindeng, they smoked Huazi.
It can be seen from this that probably since a long time ago, the whole park has deliberately created a strict hierarchy.
Not only were we piglets who were cheated into the park like this, but those Myanmar scumbags who worked for the park were also the same.
From small things like cigarettes, alcohol and meals to big things like power, there were strict and clear distinctions between different levels.
After figuring this out, I even somewhat admired that mysterious behind-the-scenes boss.
It can be imagined with just a little thought that after the hierarchy was deeply rooted, as the behind-the-scenes boss of the park, he was definitely the top existence in this food chain.
After this scumbag Azhuang accepted the cigarettes I bribed him with, I immediately took the opportunity to ask, "Brother Azhuang, what if my salesperson level drops to Level B or Level C during a certain performance assessment?"
"Only Level A and Level S salespersons have independent rooms."
"If you don't even have an independent room, how can you keep your slaves?"
"If your level drops below Level A one day, you can completely kill her in advance. If you're reluctant to do so, she will be given as a prize to other salespersons with excellent performance."
Azhuang said this casually, but the short-haired woman kneeling beside was so scared that her hands and feet were ice-cold, and a puddle of pungent yellowish body fluid immediately appeared under her buttocks.
"Hahaha, this piglet has been scared to pee. Damn it, she's so timid and yet she still thought of escaping. Isn't this looking for death!"
Azhuang and the other Myanmar scumbag beside smelled the urine smell and immediately pointed at the short-haired woman and laughed.
After I took the opportunity to chat with Azhuang for a few more pieces of information that I usually couldn't hear, they left with their guns on their backs, laughing and chatting, leaving the short-haired woman where she was.
Leaving the short-haired woman was of course my special request.
Since she was now considered my private property and I had the power to kill her at any time, keeping her for the time being was definitely more valuable than killing her immediately.
"Did you hear what they said just now?"
After the Myanmar scumbags left, I looked at the short-haired woman kneeling in front of me and asked coldly.
"H...Heard it."
The short-haired woman shuddered all over, raised her head and wiped the half-dried blood on her face randomly, and tried hard to squeeze out a meek and obedient smiling face.
It was just that her smile was uglier than crying.
"So do you want to die or live? If you want to die, I can send you on your way myself."
"You know that killing people isn't the first time for me."
I curled the corners of my mouth into a cold smile, my eyes as cold as knives, deliberately pretending to be a perverted and cruel appearance, slowly grasping the short-haired woman's neck with my hand and starting to apply pressure little by little.
Until her face turned red and she subconsciously slapped my arm hard, I let go.
"Cough cough cough cough..."
The short-haired woman coughed violently after being let go, greedily gulping in big mouthfuls of air, just like a fish that was about to die of thirst after being thrown on the shore.
She coughed violently for almost half a minute before she managed to recover with a terrified look on her face.