As soon as I arrived in the living room, the hotel's office with bottled water people came, and there were three of them!

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There are also two Indian policemen standing at the door of the presidential suite, and the waiter has to go through a check if he wants to come in, which is also an "additional security service" given by the other party's leading officer.

Indians don't dare to compliment their efficiency, but as long as they do it, the quality of service is generally not to be said: as long as you don't be too slow, sometimes a good attitude will exceed your imagination.

Just like this one, the two SWAT officers are absolutely loyal to their duties.

A hotel maæd with two small men in black pushed a luggage cart with five large boxes of 1.25-liter bottled mineral water.

Soon, Zhang Nan felt a little uncomfortable: the two little black waiters were not serving themselves at all, but serving themselves!

They all felt a very strange sense of distance - they were not all evil landlords and old money!

For Zhang Nan's need to add bottled water to the room, the hotel foreman, who was tall and not particularly dark-skinned, sincerely apologized: because when booking the room, he clearly requested that a large amount of bottled water was needed, and the VIPs would call to add water, which was obviously not in place.

In fact, the preparations before the hotel were actually sufficient, and there were preparations in each room, but Zhang Nan used bottled water to cook, take a shower after taking a shower, and didn't even want to use tap water to brush his teeth, which was of course not enough.

can't blame the hotel, I can only say that Zhang Nan is too weird.

The foreman has good English and a good attitude, and while talking to Zhang Nan, he let the two little black men work.

Okay, you can carry the water, why are you still holding a towel?

Two waiters each have a towel, and the water bottle can be wiped wherever it is placed.

You can't let two women direct these rough jobs, Zhang Nan motioned to put more in the bathroom.

In a top hotel, you can't throw a 10-kilogram box on the bathroom floor: you have to take it apart, get the cardboard back, wipe the bottles clean, and not a single speck of dust can be seen.

There will be a little crumbs when the cardboard is removed, and there are a little water stains left by washing the face on the floor, so there is no need for the foreman to signal, and one of the waiters with a towel immediately knelt on the floor to wipe it!

The other moved the box here: Zhang Nan didn't let the man send some of the water to the kitchen, where there would be a lot of "unsightly" things, so put them in the bathroom first.

Have you ever seen a waiter who kneeling down to wipe the bathroom floor for you?

Just don't bend over!

At first, Zhang Nan didn't feel awkward, and thought that the little black man would get up soon, and this kneeling work was just convenient for mopping the floor: he talked about the characteristics of the rainy season in Mumbai with the foreman in front of him, and the other party was also willing to talk.

And then...... Suddenly, I found that as long as I was chatting with the foreman, that little guy couldn't get up or live, and he was still kneeling on the floor and wiping the floor!

Obviously there are no water stains or cardboard chips on the floor, and he is still wiping!

And the foreman didn't mean to tell him to leave when he was done, and even as if the waiter didn't exist, he kept a professional smile and chatted with Zhang Nan.

I couldn't stand it a little, so I took the initiative to stop the topic and went to the living room: yes, the foreman pointed to the position on the side of the luggage cart, and the little black man knelt there and still wiped it desperately!

Even Jenny and Nicole soon became a little uncomfortable!

Both of them sit on the couch, one reading a magazine, the other reading a newspaper: a little black guy is on his knees and wiping the floor, or is it wiping all the way past your feet......

It's definitely not harassment: the man didn't even lift his head, he really wiped the floor honestly.

The other waiter was not idle, and also had a towel: the foreman told him to wipe the coffee table, because Jenny had just gone to pour herself a glass of mineral water, which was also a little stained.

Also kneeling to rub.

"Big brother, you won't bend down to wipe it!"

complained in his heart, and hurriedly asked Karimi to tip the three of them, and let the three of them leave quickly!

The foreman was given $20, and the two little black men were $10 each, which Karimi estimated himself - he and Shamili felt awkward too!

It feels like the boss is like a rotten slave owner, and the two of them are like evil dog-legged thugs.

The foreman politely left with the two waiters, and he could see that he was very happy with such a tip, and it was estimated that the average guest gave rupees, even if he gave foreign currency, it would be one or two dollars at most.

As for the two little black ones, needless to say, they have been trying to maintain the respect of the subordinates.

Zhang Nan knew that the cost of a meal for those waiters might be more than ten cents, or even less than that!

Today, the Indian male workers who do heavy physical work in the "Thousand Laundry" earn only a few dollars a month, even if more than 20 years later, it will only be 10 dollars a month!

Waiting for them to leave, Zhang Nan shook his head and sat down, and Xia Mili and Karimi left speechlessly.

He said to himself, "It seems that India will still be like this in another hundred years, class!"

When Nicole heard this, she said, "Didn't they abolish the caste system?" ”

Zhang Nan smiled and didn't speak.

"When I didn't say it. ”

After Nicole finished speaking, she looked at the floor that could be used as a mirror, and couldn't help but say, "This damn class!"

......

Half an hour later, the meal was served, and even the seasoning was brought in by private plane, so it tasted like at home.

But after two days, there will be no such treatment: there are not many beef and pork, and some Daniel will have a headache when the time comes.

As soon as they finished eating, the food scraps were cleaned up and destroyed by themselves. It's still early, the sky is still bright, and the sun won't go down until more than seven o'clock, so I just go out to the India Gate not far away.

Dressed coolly and went out, a stick of bodyguards and brother-in-law were chatting at the door.

"Why are you here, not going to eat?"

Originally, only Alyosha was notified, but the results came.

"It's still early, they don't start their meal until 8 o'clock. ”

Sickness, forgetting the Indian schedule will make people speechless, the average family only has dinner at about 9 o'clock in the evening, and if you want to go to the restaurant to eat, people will never open the door before 7 o'clock.

Let's go, walk around for as many hours as you can, and you'll be back, hoping not to starve your bodyguards out of stomach problems.

Outside the hotel's large garden, the Gateway of India is just a short distance away at Apollo Pier, directly facing the Bay of Mumbai.

The 26-metre-high arch was built in 1911 to commemorate the visiting King George V and Queen Mary, allowing the King to pass under the door, signaling Mumbai as the gateway to India.

It looks very similar to the Arc de Triomphe in France, and now the symbol of Mumbai is an important venue for the Mumbai city government to welcome guests from all over the world - Zhang Nan is barely important, and two Indians from the Foreign Affairs Office are on the side.

It is said that education in India is very strange, now at least 40% of people are illiterate, and it is said that the standard for non-illiteracy is very simple, and it is not counted if you can write your own name.

About half of the rest speak English: the lower class has a strong English accent, the middle class can understand English, the upper class speaks English very well, and the total English-speaking population of India exceeds that of the British.

One of the two men from the Foreign Affairs Office was named Mittal and the other was named Katarya, needless to say that they were both Brahmins, thieves who spoke English in English.

Back in an hour, the bodyguards were all on their way to dinner, including Daniel, the chef, to experience the cuisine of the best hotel in all of India.

The next morning, Zhang Nan would have eaten the breakfast prepared by Daniel, but had to enjoy the English breakfast service provided by the hotel.

Because Comrade Daniel fell gloriously, he will be receiving a drip treatment from a private doctor invited by the hotel: his stomach is broken!

It's not that it's unhygienic, it's that Daniel eats with a group of bodyguards who think they have an iron stomach, and this stomach can't accept those spicy Indian dishes at all.

"You deserve it!"

Zhang Nan was so upset that he couldn't help but hit the poor cook when he went to visit - it is said that he ran to the toilet eight times last night!