Over at the C7 compound in the Chauk Hsan area of Myawaddy, a guy named "Yuan Ye" runs the show, backed by a crew of investors including Zhang Jun, Li Hao, and Zhao Tian. Life inside is suffocatingly strict. The moment you walk through the gates, your personal phone is confiscated. You only get it back for thirty minutes a week, with someone standing right over your shoulder the whole time. Work phones are strictly chained to your desk—step away with one even for a second, and supervisors will come down on you head and shoulders with PVC pipes.
To hit their targets, this place resorts to every dirty trick in the book. Leave a group message unread for more than five minutes, and you're in for a tongue-lashing or a beating. Bathroom breaks are capped at ten minutes, with a strict limit of five times a day. Workers don't just take fists and physical punishment; they're treated like dirt. A guy named Xiao Sa was constantly targeted by Yuan Ye, who slapped him around and even threw him into the detention lockup. Pushed past the breaking point, Xiao Sa hanged himself. Locals say he wasn't the first to die here—even someone bought over by Li Bin's branch operation ended up losing their life.
Ah Yao, a Malaysian who had been with the company for over four years, spent every day trying to quit. But the moment he brought it up, team leaders like Wan Bo and Le Zai would beat him to a pulp, making it impossible to leave. Another guy, Xiao Wu, snapped a photo and shared his location while being transferred. When he arrived at the new spot, Yuan Ye gave him a brutal, full-body tasing with an electric baton. Word is that about six months ago, this same crew packed up and moved their operation to a brand-new compound out in the cornfields controlled by the DKBA, where they’re still preying on desperate people under cover of night.
