Chong Sheng 1977Nian Cong Zhi Qing Kai Shi

The school beauty was left outside to take care of it, and Nanyi walked into the shining gate with the tiger cub and two other tall bodyguards.

After entering the gate, you will come to a place similar to a patio, turn left, turn right again, pass two sharp turns, and come to a courtyard surrounded by walls with a height of about four meters.

In the yard, a simple canvas awning was built along the three walls, and there were more than a dozen rough long wooden benches under it. Dozens of children sat on the wooden benches side by side, looking curiously at the three-and-two-tenths. Group of people standing together and chatting.

Nan Yi looked at the people standing and talking. There were Arabs in loose cotton robes and turbans, as well as Europeans and South Americans. There were not too many people in the latter two categories, mainly Arabs.

A dark Indian boy was walking among the crowd with a tray in his hand, serving them black tea; as soon as the Nanyi people appeared, the people who were chatting just now turned their heads to look at them, just glanced at them, and then retracted Gaze, continue their conversation.

Nan Yi carefully memorized the appearance and characteristics of everyone, and then walked to a corner and stood there. As soon as he stood still, the Indian boy came over and also offered black tea.

Nan Yi waved his hand to signal that he didn't need it, then took out a 20 rupees card from his pocket, with two or three paischas sandwiched in the middle, and handed it to the boy.

As soon as the boy took the rupee, he felt that there was stuff in it. The light in his eyes flashed away, and he hurriedly expressed his gratitude to Nanyi. Obviously, this child is very clever, he has already understood Nanyi's intentions, and probably knows how to hide those Paisha.

The time has come to July. The places in India that should be flooded are flooded, and the places that should be drought are also droughts. Cholera and war zones have both natural disasters and man-made disasters. These children were born in disaster areas and were recruited or directly bought by spies. I took the train by myself and traveled hundreds of thousands of miles to Mumbai, consciously looking for spies to report.

Nan Yi carefully looked at the children sitting on the wooden bench. They were all delicate and thin, some curled up alone, some hugged and snuggled together, and some fingers were given to the children next to them as toys. Playmates play.

From time to time, the children would stare curiously at the well-fed buyers and agents with wide-eyed eyes. There was no fear in their eyes, only confusion and a hint of expectation.

There is an eye relationship between people, which is the so-called first impression. Some people are easy to make people feel good. Children may be expecting that "the person they like" will buy them away.

Nan Yi felt that he was not the kind of person who was easy to make children feel good about him. The eyes of those children stayed on him for a short time and then turned back to other people. Following the eyes of the children, Nan Yi saw an Arab The tone of voice and gesture, the gemstone ring on the finger shakes from time to time, reflecting the dazzling light.

Nan Yi understands, but he can't do much. The most expensive item on his body is the watch, which is a restrained style. He guesses that the children will not understand the value of the watch.

"Are they bargaining?" Nan Yi looked away and said to Faraque.

"Yes, BOSS, they seem to be close to a deal."

"Ask the big guy just now, what do Arabs buy children for."

"OK."

Faraque responded and left to find the strong man just now. After three or four minutes, he came back again.

"Boss, the Arabs love camel races, and the spectators at each race will bet huge sums of money on a certain camel, and the bets will change hands at least in the millions.

The thinner the camel jockey, the lighter the weight the better, so as not to slow down the camel's running speed, so that's why they come here to buy children. "

"In order to control their weight, do the children have to go hungry?" Nan Yi asked after thinking for a while.

"Not only that, but during the competition, the children will be whipped. It is said that the crying of the children can make the camel run faster." When Faraque spoke, there was indignation and helplessness in his words.

"Camel jockeys only use boys, right? Girls..." Nanyi waved his hand, "Forget it, you don't need to answer, I can think of it."

If a person does not set a moral bottom line for himself and releases all the evil hidden deep in his heart, then he can do anything. What else can the little girl be used for, it is nothing more than those few despicable uses.

Suddenly, applause rang out, bouncing off the four walls and turning into a brief echo.

A little girl stood up from a long wooden stool, pinched her orchid fingers, twisted her waist and swayed her hips, and danced. The dance steps were a bit kitsch, but the song she was humming was mellow. The little girl's complexion was yellow, with obvious Mongolian characteristics.

Listening to the song hummed by the little girl, Nanyi guessed that she should be from Assam or Nagaland.

Not many years after Nagaland was separated from Assam, the two states had the largest population of the Assamese. It can also be said that they are Dai-Tai. In the 13th century, a group of Dai people came from Yunnan Province or Myanmar. The country migrated there and established an Ahong dynasty that lasted for more than 600 years.

Assam was merged into India only more than 100 years ago. Emotionally, the Assamese do not agree that they belong to India, so in some areas of Assam, the struggle has never stopped. The little girl in front of her It should be the unlucky one who was affected by the war.

Nan Yi wants to take this girl away, regardless of her IQ, whether she can be owned by him and bring rewards for his efforts, even if it is a loss-making business, he will do it.

"Faraque, buy her at any cost, and the boy who served tea just now also bought it, do what you can."

"Yes, BOSS." Faraque replied.

"Tiger cub, if someone makes trouble, remember him." After Nanyi and Faraque finished speaking, he said to the tiger cub.

"clear."

After explaining, Nanyi exited the courtyard and returned to the gate.

For Nan Yi, walking into this yard today has already violated his principle of not standing under a dangerous wall, and it is impossible for him to participate in the auction in person.

In fact, Nanyi didn't wait for the two tiger cubs outside the gate, leaving three or four people to meet him, and he left first with the school belle.

After getting back in the car, Nanyi was considering whether to go to the former Chinatown site of Mazagarn, or go to the Mondega Cafe. One is the place where the Chinese used to live, and there is still the Guandi Temple there. One is a check-in place for foreigners, as long as non-Indian decent people like to sit there.

"School beauty, go to Mondegar."

Nanyi doesn't need to clean himself up now, he needs to vent his inner depression.

Mondega Cafe and Leopold are on the same street, only a little over 200 meters apart. Mondega is closer to the Taj Mahal Hotel and the India Gate. It’s just a small cafe in Mumbai. landmark.

Since it is a landmark, it is naturally a check-in place for foreigners. When Nanyi arrived, there was no vacancy in the cafe.

Standing at the door and taking a glance, Nan Yi was about to leave when he heard someone calling his name "Adam".

Looking around, Nan Yi saw a woman in a white T-shirt waving at him.

"Oops."

When Nanyi saw the woman's face, the woman's name didn't pop up in his mind immediately.

With a flash of thought, Nanyi immediately began to analyze the woman, "It's New York Metropolitan English, and the pronunciation is obviously Jewish. Jewish women, call me by my name without Mr, it should have something to do with Scarlett... …

It should not be relatives and friends of the Cox family. I remember her family members, and it is not the relationship with Las Vegas. I don’t have much communication with them there, and I haven’t seen them at the Chinese restaurant at Christmas... Carnival reception? "

Nan Yi ruled out the possibilities one by one, leaving only one possibility, the Carnival Group reception at the end of 1986.

"Ah, I remembered, this woman was standing next to Ted Arison at the time. Judging by her appearance and age, she should be a father and daughter. What is her name, Arison? Damn, I don't know, I didn't talk to Ted Arison at the time. She exchanged greetings, otherwise it would be impossible not to know the name."

Nan Yi smiled slightly at "? Allison" and walked towards her with strides.

"Ms. Allison, hello, are you alone?"

"Adam, you can just call me Sally."

"I know you very well." Nanyi groaned in his stomach, shrugged and said, "OK, Sally, so, are you coming to Mumbai for business or tourism?"

"Carnival doesn't have any business in India. I came here this time to relax." Sally replied and asked, "Adam, what about you?"

"I'm about the same as you. Let's take a break and check the market. Is this your first day here?"

"No, I arrived on the plane last night. Which hotel are you staying in? I'm at the Taj Mahal Hotel."

"I didn't live in a hotel. My friend has a house in the suburbs of Mumbai, and I lived there." Nan Yi didn't want to continue the topic of where to live, so he said, "I've been here for a few days, I know A nice restaurant, may I invite you to dinner tonight?"

"Of course." Sally smiled slightly, "It's my honor."

"What's your mobile phone number?"

"I don't have a mobile phone in Mumbai. You can call my room at the hotel, number 1252. I will be in the room in the evening."

"Okay, I'll call you around seven o'clock."

There is no ambiguous relationship between Nanyi and Sally in front of him. They met for dinner without saying a few words. Nanyi has actually made it very obvious that he has no time to socialize with Sally.

So, after a few more conversations, the two bid farewell to each other in a friendly atmosphere.

Sitting back in the car again, Nanyi's depression increased a bit, he wanted to come over to see if there would be any romance, but who knew that there was another business dinner in the blink of an eye.

Ted Arison, last year's "Forbes Global Billionaires List" had his name on it. It was a year when Japan performed very well. It was not easy for his name to appear on the list. It is conceivable that the Arison family The wealth is very great.

Nanyi conservatively estimates that the Alisson family has at least a billion dollars in property, which is infinitely close to two billion.

Ted Allison is a rich second generation whose father is the owner of a shipping company.

At the beginning of 1950, he officially took over his father's class. The first thing he did was to sell his father's land, and sold the Thisengoff Shipping Company founded by his father to Zim Cruises. His ships began to hang Panama and The flag of Honduras transports goods for Zim Cruises, from being a businessman to being a partner of others.

After the outbreak of the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea, the world's major markets were in a period of extreme downturn. Ted, who was trying to change, knew that if he was only engaged in the shipping industry, there was no room for development at all, so he sold his shipping company in Israel again. Many of the Jews immigrated to the country together.

Businesses that were almost established were sold for cash.

In the 12 years since 1954, Ted has taken root in China. Relying on his unique ability to do business as a Jew, he has successively established air freight companies and trading companies with the wealth he accumulated before China. The market value of one of the companies is to $10 million.

In 1966, Ted suddenly made an amazing decision. He sold the company again and got a cash income.

Ted found an opportunity to return to the shipping industry, and the Jewish spirit of adventure once again supported him. He and the Norwegian Knut Kloster partnered to form the Norwegian Caribbean Yachting Company.

With the funds obtained from the sale of the company, Ted helped Kloster bring the fleet he had just formed in Europe into China. This model of introducing other partners' ships to new markets through mutual formation of new companies, achieved unprecedented success.

On the one hand, it saves the huge yacht purchase funds, and on the other hand, it quickly gains scale.

Since then, Ted has designed many cooperation models, and these models have once become a model for the combination of Chinese and European yacht companies.

In 1972, Ted and Kloster decided to split the business. After a series of financing and mortgages, he founded the Carnival Yachting Company, which was entirely his own. His basketball team is playing in Florida - the team is the Miami Heat.

Since the 1970s, the Arison family's business has been developing steadily, and it can be regarded as touching the door of the second echelon of wealthy Jewish people.

Nanyi will be involved with the Alisson family. This is of course because of Scarlett's relationship. Scarlett and Ted are members of the council of the same charitable fund. Needless to say, the charitable objects of this fund are Israelis .

The Arison family is from Israel, and Ted has always hoped to return to Israel to stage a big show of returning home. It is also because of this that Nanyi pays attention to him. After all, Nan's entry into Israel is also in the established plan.

"Nan Sheng."

The school beauty woke up Nan Yi who was immersed in thinking, still holding the phone in his hand.

"who?"

"Lai Sheng."

After Nan Yi answered the phone, he teased into the microphone: "Little Lai, you haven't reported to me for a long time. Today we don't distinguish between superiors and subordinates. You don't need to call me the leader, just call me Lao Nan. Let's have a good relationship." Heart to heart."

"Do you want to put the old characters at the back?"

"No, no, today I'm here to mingle with you, and listen to the voices from the bottom. Don't be restrained, don't worry, you can speak freely."

"International calls."

"I need money to answer the phone."

"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. Let's talk about business. One of my cousins ​​is going to study abroad. You can take care of her."

"Your cousin still needs me to look after?"

"You're still young."

"Understood, I will let people take a look at it every now and then."

"Don't be short-sighted, watch closely, the little girl is a devil in the world, it's not easy to control."

Nanyi pretended to be dissatisfied and said, "You really will find trouble for me."

"Those who can work harder, hang up, and don't disturb your sleep."

"Sleep ass, I'm only two hours behind you."

Lai Biao's response to Nanyi was a busy message, and the phone had already been hung up.

"This grandson."

Nan Yi put down the phone and thought to himself: "It shouldn't be just Lai Biao's own idea, this matter can't go wrong, we have to arrange it properly."

After thinking about going to New York at night, Nan Yi asked Xiao Hua to drive to Mocambo, a cafe not far away on another street.

Mocambo is also a cafe that foreigners like to go to, but compared with the other two, its positioning is more similar to domestic foreign-related hotels, and its customer base is mainly aimed at foreign visitors.

Walking into the gate of Mocambo, Nan Yi stood at the edge of the aisle and looked around the entire cafe, then fixed his eyes on a table, to be precise, it was a woman reading a book on the seat.

After watching for a while, Nan Yi walked over, sat down opposite the woman, and said hello.

"Hi, Hilga."

The woman put down the book, looked at Nanyi's face, and said, "Who are you?"

"Button, Benjamin Button." Nan Yi introduced himself.

The woman smiled slightly, and covered the book in her hand on the table. "Selected Novels of Fitz Gerald" was impressively written on the cover.

"So, have you read the book?"

"Yes." Nan Yi replied, "You should have just come to Mumbai, and you must really need Benjamin, who is very familiar with this place, to be your tour guide. The sun outside is slacking off, and now it's very suitable to go for a walk on the seaside boulevard."

"Aha, OK, Benjamin, how old are you?" Hilgar asked meaningfully.

In the story of "The Curious Case of Benjamin Button", Benjamin Button is a person who grows backward. The younger, eventually turning into a little baby.

In the story, Hilgar is the daughter of a general during the Civil War and Benjamin's wife. At the age of 21, she married Benjamin, who looked like a 50-year-old peer.

"This year is 1880, I am 50 years old, and Hilgar is 21 years old, so, Miss Hilga, would you like to hire a 50-year-old tour guide?"

"Why not?" Hilga said with a smile.

"Need to go to the bathroom?"

Hilgar asked, "No, am I not looking good now?"

"No, very beautiful, that's fine."

"Then what are you waiting for, let's go." Hilga picked up the book on the table, stood up and said.

"OK."

Nan Yi also stood up and followed Xierjia to the outside of the cafe.

Walking to the door of the cafe, Xierjia raised her hand to hail a taxi waiting not far away.

Nan Yi pressed her hand and said, "You don't need to call a car. The Roger Button Hardware Wholesale Company is well run by me. I've already bought the first car in Baltimore."

"Benjamin, what are you waiting for, go and drive the car over."

After hearing what Nanyi said, Xierjia changed her tone and imitated the speech of the eldest lady in the stage play.

"I don't need to drive by myself, wait a moment." Nanyi said to Xierjia, then turned to the school belle and said, "One car, take everything away."

Xiaohua nodded, turned around and walked to the parking place.

"Secretary or bodyguard?" Xierjia asked, looking at the school girl's back.

"No, she's a bodyguard. General Moncriford sent her to protect his daughter." Nanyi looked at Xierjia and said seriously.

"Haha." Hilga laughed heartily, "Daisy, Daisy Hageman."

"Oh, no, you shouldn't tell me your real name, I still want to call you Hilgar."

"Whatever you want, you can continue to call me Hilgar."

"OK, Hilga, I'm Adam, but I hope you will continue to call me Benjamin, although people who call Benjamin are basically dogs." Nanyi spread his hands and shrugged again.

"OK, Benjamin."

Hilga said, stretching her body.

Looking at Xierjia's body stretching movements, Nanyi felt quite professional and should have some dancing skills.

Looking down, Nanyi looked at Hilga's calf, and then looked down again.

Hilga is wearing a pair of sandals, with her toes exposed, and Nanyi can be seen at a glance. Hilga's big toe looks a bit deformed, the dead flesh on the fingertips is very thick, and the nails are irregular. It looks like it has been pulled out Newborn after nail cutting.

The other toes are similar, only slightly better than the big toe.

"Hey hey hey!"

The villain in Nanyi's belly smiled wretchedly, and An Le met Bao himself. Hilga is probably a professional dancer with profound ballet skills.

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PS: In the past few days, I will wake up naturally after sleeping for three hours. I am groggy and in a bad state. I squeezed out the two chapters of the manuscript that I squeezed out like toothpaste with great difficulty. Today, let me slow down. Take a break.