Chapter 1103.2

Fatty's car is an old military green Toyota 4500, parked right behind Yang Ming's car. Yang Ming's car has already notified Bao Sanli to come and pick it up later, so Yang Ming is not worried.

After getting into Fatty Li's car, Yang Ming sat in the co-pilot's seat, while Wang Xiaoyan sat in the back seat.

"If you're tired, just take a nap." Yang Ming said to Wang Xiaoyan, "We'll be walking for almost a day."

"En..." Wang Xiaoyan gradually got used to Yang Ming's concern. If one day, she no longer had such care around her, it would be hard for Wang Xiaoyan to imagine what her life would be like.

"Hey, I said little brother, the car in front of you is awesome, isn't it? Why is it parked in a slum? Don't all the people living around here are poor?" Fatty Li got into the car and pointed at Yang Ming's car in front of him. He asked: "Could it be the evil taste of rich people? Are you here to pretend to be a force?"

"Haha..." As soon as Fatty Li finished speaking, Wang Xiaoyan in the back row couldn't help laughing.

"What's the matter? What are you laughing at? Am I wrong?" Hearing Wang Xiaoyan's laughter, Fatty Li felt a little puzzled.

"..." Yang Ming blushed a bit, and said, "Fatty, that's my car..."

"Uh... huh?" Fatty Li was also taken aback, but immediately smiled embarrassedly: "Brother, is this your car? Sorry..."

"It's okay..." Yang Ming shook his head and said, "You're right, this license plate is a bit too conspicuous. When I get back, I'll change to another car. I'd better keep a low profile, otherwise I will be called It's the bad taste of the rich..."

"Haha..." Seeing that Yang Ming didn't mind, Fatty Li laughed heartily.

Fatty Li's driving skills are very good, and he drives very fast. He quickly shuttled through the traffic in Songjiang City, and soon got on the Songjing Expressway.

Fatty Li is a very talkative person. Yang Ming knew the relationship between him and Fang Tian before he went far. A powerful person, there is no harm in having a good relationship with such a person, so I have kept in touch all these years.

However, Fang Tian has nothing to bother him.

Fatty Li's father is from the mainland, and his mother is from Vietnam. He is now living in Vietnam, where he is running a smuggling business, helping some Vietnamese girls smuggle to the mainland and other countries.

Vietnam is a poor country. Due to years of war, the ratio of men to women has reached three to five. Even a few men are disabled after the war, so many Vietnamese girls want to marry abroad. .

And Fatty Li is in this business, helping them smuggle to foreign countries, charging them a smuggling fee, and then collecting an introduction fee from bachelors who want to find Vietnamese wives.

Even a migrant worker or farmer in the mainland has a much higher income than ordinary people in Vietnam. The requirements for girls coming here are not high, and they can eat enough and wear warm enough, which is much better than they are in the local area.

This kind of business that eats both sides has made Fatty Li a windfall. He only earns but not loses. These years have been prosperous. According to him, he has a lot of influence in Vietnam.

Yang Ming also had a little understanding of this phenomenon, but from Fatty Li's mouth, he knew how impoverished and backward Vietnam really is. I also feel sad for the fate of those young girls.

However, Yang Ming is not the savior of the world. One person has one's own way of life, and Yang Ming can't take care of that much. At least these girls feel that getting out of Vietnam is already a kind of happiness for them.

"After these people get married, can they get registered permanent residence?" Yang Ming asked.

"What are you doing? They are all black households!" Fatty Li shook his head and said, "However, if you have a child and the child stays in the local area, you should be able to settle down if you have the corresponding certificate. These things depend on those men who married Vietnamese wives. I'm not responsible for these things."

Yang Ming sighed, but didn't say much. Seeing that Yang Ming stopped talking, Fatty Li also closed his mouth and continued driving.

"By the way, little brother, what's your relationship with Mr. Fang Tian?" Fatty Li was silent for a while, and couldn't help it anymore.

"Friend." Yang Ming didn't say too much. There's no need to tell Fatty Li about these things.

When Fatty Li heard Yang Ming's indifferent tone, he was taken aback for a moment, and then reflected: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, there are some things I shouldn't ask about."

He vaguely knew Fang Tian's identity. He knew that these people were very powerful and mysterious existences. If Yang Ming was also a similar person, Fatty Li would break out in a cold sweat on his neck.

"It's nothing." Yang Ming said lightly, "I'm sorry to trouble you this time, but if I need anything in the future, I will definitely help you if I can."

"It's easy to say, easy to say." Fatty Li nodded quickly and said: "Ha, little brother is refreshing!"

Fatty Li deliberately brought the topic back to the customs of Vietnam. Fatty Li is a person who can’t keep his mouth shut. Since there are some things he can’t ask or say, he naturally avoids them and starts talking about other things. Nutritious gossip.

"Going from Vietnam to Africa, is there no problem?" After all, Yang Ming went to Vietnam and Africa for the first time, so he was still a little worried.

"No problem." Fatty Li shook his head: "I like to eat in northern Vietnam, you can go anywhere you want!"

"That's good!" Seeing that Fatty Li said so confidently, Yang Ming no longer doubted anything.

"Going to Vietnam, why don't you just leave? Are you planning to spend a few days there?" Fatty Li felt that Yang Ming was not a simple person, so he also tried to get closer to each other.

Although Yang Ming and Wang Xiaoyan looked like a couple of students going on a trip, Fatty Li knew that Fang Tian's friends could never be idlers.

Moreover, the two are going to smuggle to Africa through this special channel, so the identities of the two are even more mysterious. Fatty Li is not sure what Wang Xiaoyan is, maybe she is really Yang Ming's girlfriend, maybe Yang Ming takes her out to play, but Yang Ming is definitely not an ordinary person.

"Let's talk about it when we get back." Yang Ming said with a smile, "I don't have much time now, it's more urgent over there."

"Alright, you can play with peace of mind when you have nothing to do." Fatty Li nodded without forcing.

"How are you? Do you want me to drive for a while?" Yang Ming looked at Fatty Li and asked. After all, he had been driving for more than ten hours, and Yang Ming was afraid that Fatty Li would be overwhelmed.

"It's no problem, it's nothing!" Fatty Li smiled and said, "I think back then, when I rowed and steered a boat and took a boat to smuggle people, there was no problem for a day and a night!"

Yang Ming nodded, and stopped insisting. Fatty Li relied on this for his livelihood. He said it was no problem, so naturally there should be no problem.

Finally, in the early morning of the next day, Yang Ming and his party arrived at the destination of the trip - Beilun River when their faces were dark.