I, Chen Xiaohai, an ordinary person who delivers food.
Because of a job advertisement with a "monthly salary of 18,000 yuan", he was tricked into slaughtering pigs in Myanmar.
On the first day, I was slapped more than a dozen times and I became deaf in my left ear.
In the first month, I personally defrauded a factory girl of all her savings. Her name is Su Mei, and her avatar is a flower.
In the fifth month, 18-year-old Ah Shui died next to me. He said: "Brother, if you can go out, tell my mother that I didn't do anything bad."
I tried asking for help, but was betrayed by my roommate, had three ribs broken, and was locked up in a dark room for three days.
From then on, I didn't trust anyone anymore.
I used the stupidest methods - hiding secret codes in words, writing on the back of kyats, and deliberately making "slips of the tongue" in voice calls - to send out the distress message bit by bit.
The night the gunfire rang out, I was shot in the calf and dragged into a ditch.
When I opened my eyes again, I had already returned to my country.
But I am deaf in one ear, have three cracked ribs, and all I can think about is Ah Shui's face.
The doctor said: "Write down your experiences so that you can live."
So I wrote this book.
It's not a novel, it's a real self-help guide that I bought in exchange for eight months of hell.
If you are watching -
Congratulations, you are still safe.
But please remember: that recruitment that gives you a "high salary", that netizen who is "affectionate" to you, that platform that "guarantees profits without losing money" - may be behind it is my blood.
I didn't give up asking for help. Neither do you.
Anti-fraud hotline: 96110
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