Black Technology Monopoly

The vehicle first headed for the company resident in the city of Mumbai, where Li Yiru was ready to take the feast. Zhang Heng didn't refuse. Although his body didn't react, the three of them, Thompson and Zhao Qing, must have traveled and worked hard. It was only reasonable to let the three of them rest for one night.

The vehicle was slowly moving forward on the bumpy highway.

Looking out of the car window, the suburban area is on both sides of yellow land. Occasionally there are small sheds, and almost no buildings and factories can be found. The building-type buildings gradually appeared when they were about to enter the urban area.

After entering the urban area of ​​Mumbai, Zhang Heng only had one feeling, and that was dirty mess!

Highways in urban areas have no right or left. Buses, trolleys, tricycles, and motorcycles are crowded together, and wherever there is space, they are drilled. Even, Zhang Heng also saw a bullock cart on the road ahead!

Where ox carts pass, rows of yellow-green cow dung are evenly sprinkled, and then squashed by the carts, sticking to the road like a grass cake.

Before returning to God, a large truck whistled past with a deafening horn, almost rubbing Zhang Heng's Mercedes.

Everyone in the car took a sip of air-conditioning, and only Fang Hao, who drove, smiled, "Boss, India is like this style. You will get used to it when you walk around the street."

Zhang Heng rubbed his ears calmly and quickly closed the windows to turn on the air conditioner to feel better, at least not as noisy as the environment outside the car, but the car still only moved slowly at the speed of walking, and often walked together There are cattle and sheep blocking the way.

The most amazing thing is that Zhang Heng even saw a bus modified by the WWII Allied military vehicle, even the steel bars on the window were still there. This is not enough to marvel, what is amazing is that when the bus enters the platform, it does not stop, the passengers above jump off the window, and at the same time, they want to get on the car after a small trot and then jumped up!

The wonders along the way made Zhang Heng and Thompson stunned. The two cars stumbled and finally entered the city center more than an hour later.

Compared to the urban fringe, the city center is much more normal. Bright high-rise buildings and clean billboards make everyone feel a sense of returning from ancient times to modern times.

In the city center, the company rents an office building as the company's office location in the city, responsible for serving customers. Next to the office building is a three-star hotel.

For convenience, Li Yiru erected a wind reception here.

After getting off at the hotel entrance, Zhang Heng stumbled. He knew that the slums on the edges of Indian cities were slums, but did not expect that Mumbai was even more outrageous, and the slums were directly crowded with the city center.

A large number of plastic sheds are stacked around the hotel and on the side of the road without buildings. The hotel is full of small workshops such as plastic recycling, leather products, ceramic products, etc. The pungent taste of curry rice and sewer is still floating in the air.

"Zhang Heng, here." Just when Zhang Heng was speechless, Li Yiru's voice came from the front. Zhang Heng turned his head and saw that Li Yiru was wearing a white shirt and his lower body was a The light blue jeans don't have much makeup. It is estimated that in this kind of place, the local women can get away more than ten streets without makeup.

Zhang Heng also waved his hand to Li Yiru with a smile and said a few words casually, and everyone entered the hotel under the warm welcome of the waiter in front of the door.

The hotels in the city center are magnificently renovated, huge and luxurious revolving doors, neatly dressed doors, luxurious red carpets in the doors, and brilliant chandeliers, and the outside world is as dirty as two worlds.

"Have you been used to it for the past half month?" Several people were welcomed into the luxurious private room that had already been booked. Zhang Heng took the seat first, then the people sat down in turn, and saw Li Yiru sitting beside him naturally. Zhang Heng asked casually.

"It's okay." Li Yiru gave Zhang Heng a glance. "Except that I was a little accustomed at first, I've adapted a lot now."

"Oh?" Zhang Heng looked at Li Yiru in surprise.

In fact, he could not bear the environment here for a few hours when he came to India. He didn't expect that Li Yiru, who was habitually accustomed to, could adapt to this dirty and messy country better than himself.

"Who is this? Why haven't you met him?" Suddenly, Li Yiru whispered, looking at Adam, who remained silent from beginning to end.

"This is the security I hired in Singapore. In the future, he will be responsible for the security of the pharmaceutical factory." Zhang Heng casually fumbled to get over.

A meal rushed by, but in fact everyone did not eat well, especially Zhang Heng. For the first time, he found that the so-called world-famous Indian cuisine was simply nonsense.

Indians cook, the curry is sweet, the chicken, duck and fish are sweet, and the vegetables are still sweet. It wasn't until the end of the tea that he discovered that even tea was sweet ...

Thanks to this is the Indian Hotel, otherwise Zhang Heng thought he had come to the sweet home town.

After that, Zhang Heng disbanded the crowds and let them rest in the hotel for a while, while he and Li Yiru, Fang Hao, and Adam drove to the pharmaceutical factory in the suburbs.

On the way, Zhang Heng saw the magnificence of India, surrounded by walls of villas or small buildings, with green grass and tree-lined inside. The owner in gorgeous clothes occasionally walked out and enjoyed the sun lazily. But more is India's dirty poverty, a country where the gap between the rich and the poor is even greater than that of China.

Too many poor people make the whole country look poor.

Finally, the car drove into a place similar to a vegetable market. Because it was afternoon work, both sides of the street were occupied by stalls. Countless Indian women wore the rumored "Sari" slowly dangling in front of the car, even if they hit the horn and died.

The so-called sari is actually a long piece of cloth wrapped around from top to bottom, wrapped up and down, the belly part is not wrapped, and the round black and fat meat is dangling in front of the window Come and go.

Li Yiru and Adam are all right. Li Yiru is a woman in her own right, so she doesn't have any feeling about this kind of scene, and Adam, as a new clone, has no concept in this respect.

Only Zhang Heng and Fang Hao had to take their eyes off and close their eyes and raise their minds ...

Adam was not attracted by the surrounding scenery from beginning to end. He seemed to be separated from the world. Nothing or any dialogue could attract his attention. As before, he stared blankly.

However, at this time, a slight knock on the window completely attracted Adam's attention.

I saw a little Indian girl, about seven or eight years old, standing weakly outside the car window and tapping on it.

The little girl's face was yellow-yellow. She wore only a t-shirt that was so dirty that she could not see the color. She was holding a ceramic bowl with a missing corner in her hand, and stared straight at Adam, two godless. There was no longing for life in the big eyes.

When Adam's pupils shrank, he didn't know what he thought, but he lowered the glass window like a ghost, and took a hundred-dollar dollar from the bag, and put it in the little girl's bowl.

"I wouldn't do it if I were you." But just then, Li Yiru, who was sitting in the driver's seat, suddenly spoke.

Adam's hand trembled, and he closed the window again quickly, and then stared back again. There was no expression on his face from start to finish.

"Boss Li, why ..." Fang Hao immediately asked back.

"A lot of women in India depend on begging for a living. If you look at the roadside, you can't leave here until your wallet is completely emptied." Li Yiru pointed to the sides of the road dozens of times The begging procession of hundreds of people said lightly.

Fang Hao sighed and said nothing.

Zhang Heng squinted his eyes, looked at all the expressions of Adam, and then closed his eyes again.

Until more than two hours later, the sky was about to dim, and the car finally drove out of the city and started driving in the suburbs.

I didn't notice it when I went from the airport to the urban area before. At this time, Zhang Heng found that the roads in the suburbs were not so bad. The potty concrete roads were not repaired for a long time. The ground stretches continuously to the end of the road.

Until about eight in the evening, a group of four people finally came to the pharmaceutical factory.

The experimental building and office building of the pharmaceutical factory are brightly lit, it seems that they knew that the boss had come to inspect, and there was no shutdown even at night.

Li Yiru opened the door and pointedly pointed at a lighted scientific research building in front of him. "This pharmaceutical factory I acquired has a dedicated research center and a large-scale fully equipped laboratory. The pharmaceutical factory feeds a hundred scientific researchers and 233 factory employees, I counted the capabilities of these people, except for the four European and American national scientific research staff, the rest just barely reached the standard. "

"The building on your left is a company apartment that can accommodate 300 people for living and living. The large blue steel color steel room in the forefront is the factory building. There are five assembly line pharmaceutical workshops, from production to packaging. . "

"What medicine does this pharmaceutical factory originally make?" Zhang Heng was curious.

"The anticancer generic Iressa."

Zhang Heng suddenly hesitated that he did not expect that the pharmaceutical factory he acquired was such a famous drug, but it is not surprising. Nowadays, the world is buzzing with t-1. When t-1 is listed, these anti-cancer drug factories will Facing transformation and discontinuation.

Li Yiru got out of the car, holding his dark hair blown by the cold wind, and suddenly said quietly, "In addition to the two billion dollars, you also spent 500 million dollars to buy a large number of precision medical equipment in Singapore and invested in India. The funds can already buy half of my group, and I'm curious what you want to do. "

"Cryonics, I told you."

"No, I am not asking on the table, but your real purpose." Li Yiru turned and glanced at Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng frowned, trying to be tough, but eventually sighed, "Of course, there are other reasons besides this, but I can't tell you now."

"Okay, I'll wait for the day you can tell me." Li Yiru said quietly.

"Wait until the day I think is appropriate." Zhang Heng said seriously without evading Li Yiru's eyes.

He knew that he was sorry for Li Yiru, who dedicated himself silently, but this kind of thing related to his survival, and he had to be cautious.

What's more, he and Li Yiru really have nothing at all.

Unless he also implanted a biochip in Li Yiru's brain, he could rest assured of his true purpose, but he was reluctant to do so.

Since he did not want to hurt Li Yiru, he had to carefully protect his plans from being leaked, until the company's strength could challenge the superpowers, and even control the global financial system. Meaningless. 2k novel reading network