Rebirth of India: Superior

"Sister, you, what are you going to do?" Although Muqimiya had some ideas in her mind, she still asked in shock.

"It's not that I want to do something, but that we sisters want to do something together." Mu Qidan corrected.

"The two of us?" Muqi Miya was really confused this time. She originally thought that her sister was planning to sacrifice herself to fulfill her wish, but now it doesn't sound like that is the case.

"Xiaoya, didn't you say that you don't have any advantage compared to other Indian women? But if you add your sister and me with your money, we two sisters can serve him together. He must enjoy such enjoyment in other places. Women shouldn't be able to get it, right?" Mu Qidan explained lightly.

This time Mu Qimiya was really shocked and said in a stunned tone: "Isn't it right, sister, let's, let's go together?"

Mu Qidan sighed, and then said: "Yes, what else should I do? You told me before that this Indian likes girls with tall legs and long legs, but your sister and I don't have this advantage, even if I am willing to If you offer it yourself, others may not take it seriously, but if you are included in it, it will be different. How can a man resist the temptation of two sisters? So I think this is the best solution to this matter at the moment. Good idea.”

"Sister, I'm sorry, it's Xiaoya's fault for letting her do such a thing." Mu Qimiya cried while hugging her sister.

Mu Qidan patted Mu Qimiya and said: "Xiaoya, don't be like this. Our family is counting on you now. Only if you are well will our family be well, so don't have any scruples. We must do it tomorrow night." Do your best and take down this Indian in one fell swoop!”

Just when the two sisters were discussing dedicating themselves together, Shaklu was attending Manmohan Singh's dinner. He had developed a relationship with the future prime minister since the last Golden Trade Wind. In the following time, Shaklu Reuben was looking for various opportunities to deliberately make friends with him. Although the relationship was not very close now, it could at least be said to be an acquaintance.

At this time, the Indian general election was in full swing, but judging from the momentum, the victory of the Congress Party was almost a foregone conclusion, so Shakru took the initiative to raise a glass to Manmohan and said: "Congratulations Mr. Singh, it seems that this There is no longer any suspense about the victory of your party.”

Manmohan raised his glass with a smile on his face and responded: "It's hard to say until the last minute, but if this is what you predicted with your prophecy, Mr. Pandit, then there really is no suspense."

After a while, Shakru found a private opportunity and said to Manmohan: "Mr. Singh, who do you think will be the new prime minister if your party wins this time?"

"Of course it's Ms. Sonia, there should be no doubt about it."

"But the problem is that the outcome I predict is not that Ms. Sonia will become the new prime minister."

Manmohan asked in surprise: "No way, after all this, can the Democratic Party make a comeback?"

Shakru shook his head and pretended to be mysterious: "The Democratic Party did not make a comeback. The Congress Party won. However, it is not Ms. Sonia who becomes the prime minister, but you, Mr. Singh."

"Mr. Pandit, you are joking."

"I was a little shocked at first, but after thinking about it carefully, I thought it was not impossible. After all, Ms. Sonia is of Italian descent. It would be difficult for her to pass the test just because of this. After all, there has never been a foreigner in the history of India who has become the prime minister. There is a precedent, so Mr. Singer, you don’t have no chance.”

"There is indeed no precedent in the history of India for a foreigner to be the prime minister, but there is also no precedent for a Sikh to be the prime minister." Manmohan said with a self-deprecating smile.

"Relatively speaking, the Sikh Prime Minister is relatively easy to accept. I think it's better for you to fight for it. If there is anything you can do with me, just ask."

Manmohan pondered for a long time, and then said: "Then I will lend you some good words." Then he turned and left.

Although Manmohan didn't say anything more, Shakru was already very satisfied, because as long as he didn't sternly refuse, it meant that he was tempted, and it was impossible for him not to be tempted by such a thing. After all, politicians who don't want to be the prime minister are not As a good politician, which ambitious and capable person is willing to be someone else's assistant without thinking that he will one day be in power? What’s more, Manmohan in history has already succeeded. Anyway, Shakru firmly refused to believe that Sonia would give up her position to him for no reason. There were so many people in the Congress Party, why should she give it up to a Sikh? There must be something going on here!

For Shakru, no matter whether Manmohan asked him for help next, at least he had successfully finished standing in line, so he was in a good mood for a while, so Dangmuqimiya invited him to the hotel in the afternoon to study a new play. I agreed very happily.

But when he arrived at the hotel where Mu Qimiya was staying, he was still a little surprised, because there was actually a woman in the room besides Mu Qimiya, which made him a little confused. Didn't this girl find him just to have sex with him? ?

Just when Shaklu was thinking wildly, Muqimiya took the initiative to introduce: "Boss, this is my sister Muqidan. Sister, this is the noble man in my life, Mr. Shaklu-Pandit, the boss of Polaris. ”

Hearing Muqi Miya's introduction, Shakru couldn't help but start to look at Muqi Dan. Although she was a little shorter and her face was a little rounder than her sister Muqi Miya, she looked pretty good. Of course, this also confirmed from one side that Muqi Miya must have had plastic surgery. Although he thought so in his heart, he still said politely: "Hello, Miss Muqi, I have always heard from Miya that she has a sister. Today I see that she is indeed a great beauty like Miya. I wonder where you are now?"

"I am now Miya's assistant, but in a few years I plan to try to create a clothing brand myself to promote our Yi embroidery culture." Muqi Dan answered a little nervously.

Shakru nodded and said: "Well, this is a good idea. Clothes with ethnic characteristics can easily attract everyone's attention, and in my impression, the Yi ethnic costumes are very beautiful and distinctive."

"Mr. Pandit, the clothes I designed are more distinctive than traditional clothes. Do you want to see them now?" Muqi Dan said, biting her lip.

"Oh? Do I have a chance to see it now? That's great." Shakru said this just to please Muqidan, but when Muqidan and Muqi Miya came out after changing their clothes, he was completely shocked!

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