Rebirth of India: Superior

Text Chapter 115 Ibrahim

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After returning from Chandigarh, Shakru immersed himself in the daily affairs of his company. On this day, he was reviewing the financial statements. The female secretary Priti suddenly knocked on the door and reported with some hesitation: "Boss, there is someone who claims to be your old friend and wants to see you, but I don’t think he is a good person."

"Oh? What's his name?" Shakru asked without raising his head.

"Well, he didn't say the name, just said that if you mention the fat man of William Hill, you will know who he is." Priti replied.

"The fat guy from William Hill?" Shakru repeated in a low voice, and then suddenly realized that this guy was the small boss of the gaming company that he went to when he made his first pot of gold. At that time, tens of thousands of US dollars made him so worried that he almost became a son-in-law. Now thinking back, the past is really gone.

Thinking of this, Shakru immediately ordered: "What the fat man said is right, he is indeed my old friend, please let him in!"

A few minutes later, Priti led a dark and strong fat man with a face full of flesh, who looked like a bad guy. Shakru took a closer look and found that this was the little leader who enthusiastically helped him to exchange the bonus. So he greeted him enthusiastically: "Sulanji, how are you?"

The fat man Sulanji hurriedly saluted and replied: "It's okay, it's okay, haha, I didn't expect Mr. Pandit to still remember my name. "

"You said this, how could I not remember you, brother Sulanji, if it weren't for your kind help, I wouldn't have gotten my bonus so easily." Shakru said very sincerely.

After Shakru said this, Surangi felt even more embarrassed, and hurriedly said politely: "Mr. Pandit, please don't say that. You are a noble Brahmin, who dares to have bad intentions against you."

"Thank you for your help back then. By the way, why did you suddenly think of looking for me today? Is there anything I can help you with? If so, you are welcome, just ask!" Shakru said generously.

Surangi licked his lips and said hesitantly: "There is indeed something I want to trouble you with. Our big boss Mr. Ibrahim wants to treat you to a meal!"

"Your big boss Mr. Ibrahim? Isn't it Dawood Ibrahim?" Shakru asked uncertainly. `

Surangi nodded and replied: "Yes, it is Mr. Dawood Ibrahim." Then he saw Shakru's pale face, and immediately realized that he had misunderstood, so he quickly explained: "Mr. Pandit, don't misunderstand. Our boss is asking you for something, not for that you!"

Even though Surangi said so, Shakru's face still did not improve, because Dawood Ibrahim's notoriety was too great. He was known as India. He was ranked third in Forbes' "Top Ten Most Wanted Criminals in the World" in 2005, second only to the terrorist tycoon and Mexico's top drug lord Guzman. His main projects include drug trafficking, counterfeiting, arms smuggling and assassination, but there was nothing Shakru could help with these projects, so he said with a bitter face: " But the problem is that I really can't think of any way I can help your boss. After all, my business and his business have no intersection at all! "

"Yes, how can there be no intersection? Oh, I'll just tell you directly, our boss values ​​your unique ability in football analysis, so I want to ask you to help predict this year's European Cup. "

Since the 1992 Swedish European Cup is about to start, all major bookmakers have begun preparations, so at this time, the head of William Hill's New Delhi branch remembered Shakru, who performed extremely well in the last World Cup, but was concerned that Shakru was not the poor little nobleman two years ago, but a wealthy boss, so he reported to the big boss Ibrahim and waited for instructions. Ibrahim looked at Shakru's family history and became interested in this little guy, so he planned to take this opportunity to get to know him.

From Shakru's heart, he absolutely didn't want to have any connection with people like Ibrahim. However, he was not sure about the consequences of rashly rejecting such a madman. After careful consideration for a long time, he finally decided to meet him. After all, it was just about talking about football. At most, he could give him some advice and let him taste the sweetness. At least he would not cause trouble for himself in the future.

Regarding predicting football matches. Shakru was still very sure. He was a crazy football fan in his previous life. In this life, football matches were the best way for him to relive his memories. Therefore, he did not miss any Serie A or English Premier League. Moreover, the 1992 European Cup was so amazing that any old football fan who had experienced it would never forget it.

So Shakru nodded and said, "Oh, the European Cup, I can tell your boss about my analysis, but I dare not guarantee whether it is accurate or not."

"Understand, understand, who can guarantee this thing, as long as you agree. Then at 8 o'clock tonight, our boss will be waiting for you at Crowne Plaza!"

Crown Plaza is a five-star hotel in New Delhi, located in Gurgaon. It is of high quality and extremely luxuriously decorated. At 8 o'clock that evening, Shakru met Dawood Ibrahim, the most secretive Indian terrorist, in the VIP lounge here. Just looking at his appearance, it is hard to imagine that this fat middle-aged man in front of him is a ruthless terrorist leader.

Seeing Shakru coming, Ibrahim said politely: "Mr. Pandit, please take a seat. Please forgive me for disturbing you today!"

After a while of greeting, Ibrahim went straight to the point and said: "I have heard that Mr. Shakru has unique insights in football games. I wonder which team you are optimistic about in this European Cup?"

Shakru pretended to be mysterious and said: "If you are asking which team can win the championship, then I can tell you clearly that none of the fifteen teams on the current list can win the championship!" Shakru was indeed pretending to be mysterious, but he was not lying. Long before he came, he had planned and conceived everything he was going to say later, which was related to an important development plan for his future.

ps: I'll leave today's order to you all. If nothing goes wrong, there will be five chapters today. After finishing this chapter, I will get on the train and wait until I get to the hotel to continue the remaining chapters.

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