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Trapped in Myanmar: Pawned six times like cargo

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My name is Ayang, I am from China. One year ago, I never dreamed that I would be treated like a " commodity " and be mortgaged six times in northern Myanmar.



It all started with a job search. I saw a job posting for a hotel on a travel company recruitment website, promising a generous salary and free food and accommodation. I didn't think much about it and contacted the other party. Soon, the other party took me to Nanning, China on the pretext of " applying for a passport . "

But after arriving in Nanning, China, my world changed instantly - they put a hood on me and took me to Vietnam, and then transferred me from Vietnam to northern Myanmar. I stayed there for five months and was transferred to six different parks. In one of the parks, I saw people being killed with my own eyes, and heard reports from the whole area that people were beaten to death.

I have been punished myself. Corporal punishment is commonplace, push-ups, squats, starting at 100. But compared to those who were really tortured, I am " lucky " . The " boss " of the park is a Sichuanese with a Burmese girlfriend. He is still in the " startup " stage and is responsible for finding a technical team outside. The rest of us are forced to study the latest fraud methods every day. Because of the effective anti-fraud crackdown in China, they have turned their attention to developed countries such as Singapore, Europe and the United States.

The reason why I was frequently mortgaged was because the " boss " used us as collateral for the loan. He rented an office in the park and used us as guarantors for the loan. If he couldn't pay back the debt, he would move to another park to continue mortgaging. In this way, his debt increased from hundreds of thousands to more than three million.

By the sixth campus, he couldn't pay back the money, so he tricked his girlfriend into taking over us and ran away. I always wanted to escape, but there was almost no chance. We were locked in an office building, the windows were all nailed shut, and the only exit was guarded by a security guard.

I was penniless and under close surveillance by my boss, so I had no way to escape. The turning point came after the " boss " ran away. His girlfriend took over us, and because I behaved " obediently " in the first five months , she relaxed her vigilance towards me. I took the opportunity to lie to her that I could deceive more people in China. She believed it and even returned my phone to me.

After getting my phone back, I immediately contacted my sister. She had been looking for someone to save me and had contacted three rescue teams. But I didn't dare to trust these teams, fearing that they were fake rescues and were actually another deal. At the same time, I started researching escape routes.

20 kilometers away from the border port . I thought of an escape 'route': first escape to the mountains to hide, and then find an opportunity to sneak into the border. Finally, the opportunity came. At six o'clock in the morning, when everyone was resting, I quietly got into a few garbage bags and hid myself in the garbage can. Soon, a local who could enter and exit freely pushed the garbage can out of the park and took me to a nearby garbage station.

Because I was in a hurry, my cell phone fell into the trash can. I only had 1,000 yuan in cash left, so I changed my clothes immediately, found a Chinese-owned cell phone store, and exchanged 10,000 yuan in cash with my cell phone wallet. I bought three cell phones in one go to prevent being located and to get in touch with my sister again.

My sister cried and asked me to contact the rescue team, but I was still worried and decided to go back to China by myself. But my sister was worried about my safety and kept persuading me. Finally, I compromised. With the help of the rescue team, I changed cars all the way to the port. In order to ensure safety, the driver carried a gun throughout the journey. Finally, I successfully arrived at the port and chose to surrender and return to China. After arriving, I was fined 5,000 yuan.

I still feel scared when I think of that experience. I thought I found a good job, but ended up in hell. I hope my story can alert more people not to easily believe in high-paying jobs and not to be blinded by seemingly good opportunities.