The Treasure Hunt of an Antique Dealer

The Jayin family married their daughter. So far, not only the individuals in Mumbai, but even the whole of India knows, who told a guy who came to the wedding to be unruly and was transported by air by the world’s largest mass-produced giant transport plane. A wedding gift for a friend's daughter.

Of course, there are many "people" in Mumbai who don't know about this, because their lives are completely unconnected with airplanes and TV sets, and they don't even have electricity at all, and they won't go to the airport for a lifetime.

In the hearts of traditional Indian elites, the low-caste, untouchables, and the abject poor of other faiths who live in the slums are not regarded as individuals.

According to the statistics of the Indian Census last year, India has a population of 888 million, but this is only an official figure. In the eyes of these elites, India has a population of 80 million at most, and the other 800 million are just talking animals.

The Jayin family is still enlightened, but it only pays attention to the face gained from the "crowd". Who cares about the people in the slums whether they know how luxurious and spectacular the wedding they prepare for themselves!

No matter how many celebrities and dignitaries are invited to the wedding, they can’t compare to Zhang Nan’s great assists as a friend.

Since the birth of the An-124, any time it flies out of the Soviet territory and arrives in another country, it will become a piece of news with high attention in that country.

It is too big, a lap larger than the C5 of the United States, and its carrying capacity is amazing. In the past two days, people from the Indian military wore plain clothes and took a close look at the giant aircraft belonging to a private company at Mumbai Airport.

The big plane, the real big plane, even the Boeing 747 in the airport is obviously one size smaller than it!

Not only the Indian Air Force envy, but even the Indian Army also envy: the use of such a super transport aircraft for strategic air transport is a strategic level of strength for any major country.

However, although India has always liked to import Soviet-style equipment, the desire to buy such a giant transport plane is not only related to whether the upper level thinks it is necessary, but also has a tight budget and **** domestic approval issues. In the end, it depends on whether others can sell it.

The Soviet Union does not sell at all!

When Mao Zi is scorched and everything will be sold, India’s domestic reasons make it impossible to import such aircraft, and the upper-class people are more inclined to have a large Il-76.

In the blink of an eye, another private company bought the An 124, which was able to be bought, and placed an order for the next few years. There is nowhere to buy it if you want!

A country’s military and national defense budget operates on an annual basis, and a private company is the boss’s idea and a decision. This decision is incomparable!

Besides, the cash flow that people's private companies can mobilize at any time can easily exceed India's foreign exchange reserves. The bosses are making money in almost all industries, but they are not dragged down by more than 800 million poor people, huge fiscal deficits, and foreign exchange figures that are several times the foreign debt.

What can you buy with money, how do you compare with others!

Well, the Indian officers who watched the welcome scene from afar at the airport had an ostrich thought: "Boy, even if you have money and a private army, do you have nuclear weapons?!

We have! "

Um, Ah San also plays Ah Q.

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Zhang Nan and Manu Jain are sitting in a Rolls Royce. As for Davenlar Valmar, he is going to accompany Henry and Swarzenegger, but the younger sister must be with his father, so hold chant.

Rolls-Royce is a four-seater vehicle, and you can't let Valmar sit in the co-pilot position.

Although Zhang Yuchen was young, but because of the reason that his father often took the whole world to run, he refused to admit his birth. After calling the uncle Manu, he used Chinese "crackling" to tell his father that he was upset.

"Dad, there was a strange smell outside just now, it smells so bad! Why is it so smelly there?"

Well, the taste is called curry. It's the same in Mumbai Airport. Last time I came here, even Zhang Nan felt uncomfortable in his nose.

Fortunately, the curry smell on Manu Jain, who is sitting on the side, is not strong, at least much lighter than the strange smell wafting in the airport, otherwise it would be embarrassing for the sister to say that it smells bad.

The diamond tycoon still uses men's perfume, and he is used to Zhang Nan and his daughter: Although they don't use it, many people use it in the United States, and they don't feel it after a long nose.

Zhang Nan used the strange reason that the things in the airport kitchen were burnt. Anyway, his daughter would do it.

After leaving the airport, the little guy started to feel curious about the slums outside the airport. She had never seen such a strange and messy place before, and the little brain couldn't understand how the children outside played?

Suddenly the little finger pointed out the window, "Dad, look at it, those children don't wear clothes, they are ashamed!"

Zhang Nan smiled awkwardly. His daughter said this passage in English and Chinese, and Jia Yin understood most of it. With the surprised expression and exaggerated movements that children would never conceal, Mr. Jia Yin even covered it. Guess can understand what the little guy is talking about.

I knew that the child would react this way to the outside scene, so Zhang Nan didn't ask her to change her English when she was speaking Chinese.

It's not working anymore, so I simply said to my daughter: "If you change your mother, otherwise Uncle Jia Yin can't understand it. Children should be polite, right?"

"Oh."

The younger sister was very obedient, turned her head and asked: "Uncle Jain, why don't those kids outside wear clothes and shoes? The ground is very dirty."

She started to count from being able to speak. In the first two years, she couldn't distinguish the difference between Chinese and English at all, and she mixed her words at any time, forcing her nanny and servants to take care of her and make up for the Chinese.

At the beginning, the family didn’t know how to teach this kind of strange situation. Only a year ago, I figured out a good way to divide the words of the little baby into two kinds: the words of the father and the words of the mother. Almost a year has passed. The language of the baby girl The situation of mixed talk has improved slightly.

It is estimated that if you continue to persevere like this, the little guy will be able to understand the difference between the two languages ​​in a year or two.

Manu Jain was taken aback when he heard the little guy's words, and then smiled and said, "I don't know, maybe it's too hot outside, they are going to go swimming.

Sister, can you swim? "

The first sound is very standard.

He wouldn't talk to a four-year-old child about poverty and wealth, and the issue of people's hierarchy ~www.readwn.com~ to change the subject, an adult's killer.

The little man raised his hand, "Yes! Dad can't swim, I'm better than Dad!"

Manu Jain accidentally talked about a topic that Zhang Yuchen's child liked most, because it was a place where she was better than her almost omnipotent father.

Diverting his attention, Manu-Jain talked to the child about swimming, saying how good he was in swimming, and Zhang Nan's baby girl really stopped paying attention to the outside situation.

After this play, the car passed through the slum and into the Mumbai city, Manu Jain had the opportunity to briefly talk about the wedding arrangements with Zhang Nan.

In fact, a detailed introduction of the arrangement has been sent to New York long ago, so that guests from abroad will not make jokes because they are not familiar with the wedding customs and arrangements in India.

Arriving at the Taj Mahal Hotel, Zhang Nan found that the convoy did not go to the main entrance, but instead parked on the side of the road close to India Gate.

What's the situation?