The scene is very lively, the garden is full of fluttering ribbons, brilliant colors, the main entrance of the hotel is the usual flower passage, a bit like the underwater passage in the Ocean Park, that is, it looks tall and large, the top is all decorated with flowers and lights during the intermingling period, and the ground is covered with a light-colored red carpet.

There are flowers everywhere, and these flowers have to be changed every day for three days, and the smell of flowers in the air can dispel that faint smell of curry.

The waiters provided by the hotel are decent, and in addition to the cold food on the scene, there are thirty or forty chefs on the side of the hot buffet.

Zhang Nan's decision not to let his baby daughter come here was very correct, because his personal chef Daniel was using the kitchenette in the suite to cook for his sister, and he would have to eat another meal when he returned later.

The meal in the garden is very appetizing to Indians, and pure Westerners can fill their stomachs when they come, at least the variety of desserts that burst to the point of explosion looks good, but Zhang Nan is not used to it, and when he looks at this, he thinks of the damn dinner party in his previous life that made his stomach ache and his face blue - the craftsmanship of the chef of the Indian embassy is not as rich as here, but the way this diet is placed is too similar!

The longer I stayed, the more uncomfortable my stomach became, and I decided to flash early.

After listening to the four-story stereo performance, and chatting with several high-level Bollywood acquaintances who were also in the garden, I was going to leave the garden where the lights were turned on.

I haven't come back yet, and I can't figure out what time my biological clock will be, anyway, my spirit is not very good, and I don't have much energy.

"Brother, there will be rock music and dance performances later. ”

Seeing that he was leaving, Charlie, who had been with Zhang Nan, wanted to continue to join in the fun and didn't want to leave.

Zhang Nan put the wine glass in his hand on a dining table next to him, and said to her with a smile: "Then you accompany your brother-in-law and Brother Guan, there will be trouble here until at least 11 o'clock, and some of them will be lively." ”

Xiang Weirong and Guan Quan like to watch Indian dances, and their iron stomachs seem to be able to withstand the Indian food here that has undergone some Western-style improvements, so they continue to have fun here.

Zhang Nan left now, planning to go back to the room to have some appetizing dinner, and then if you have the spirit, then go back to the garden to join in the fun, and if you don't feel good, then rest.

Lin Ming and Andre returned with him, and on the way, they saw several Hollywood movie stars being surrounded and chased like stars holding the moon, and it was fun to watch from a distance.

There are also a lot of Bollywood stars here, but as soon as Hollywood's A-list stars arrive, Bollywood is a lot more leisurely.

Just now, Zhang Nan himself was much more relaxed than Schwarzenegger, Shange Winton and Nicole Kidman, at least he would not be sought after by so many people.

It's not that he doesn't matter, but because of a very good habit of Indians: class!

Zhang Nan was the guest of honor, and there were not many people in the garden who would take the initiative to talk to him, except for a few old friends who met last time, and the justice had a few words with him under the introduction of Valma.

As for the others, unless Zhang Nan took the initiative to talk, he would not come up to chat without interest.

The class is clear, and from the secular aspect, even the CEO of Etoile Colombia can be regarded as his attaché, and there are really not many people who can take the initiative to talk to him.

Traditionally, he was the chief of the princes, dressed in the clothes of princely princes, and those who did not consider themselves of rank and nobility would not come together, although the lowest caste of the Hindu guests was also Kshatriya, and the few Muslin guests were of no bad origin.

Before entering the main building, Zhang Nan saw Mr. Singh, who was wearing a police officer's uniform, nodding to his side, so he nodded slightly to say hello.

Mr. Police Officer is very conscientious, and this kind of security task is often a burden, but it is good or bad to be on duty for Mr. Allen, and the task is easy and the benefits are good.

There are nearly 100 professional bodyguards before and after, and Singh and others just need to open the way and maintain the order. Although I can't stay in the Taj Mahal Hotel this time, I also arranged it in the luxurious Taj Mahal Tower Hotel next door, where because of the high floors and facing the India Gate, for many people, the feeling of staying inside to see the scenery is better than in the Taj Mahal Hotel.

As with last time, the fatigue of going back and forth was avoided, and Singh's gang almost got into a fight for this errand!

Not only do you live well and eat well, but you also get three valuable gifts, and both parents of the newlyweds will give you a big gift bag, because Singh and his subordinates are also considered to have provided security services for the wedding.

According to the experience of the last time, Mr. Allen is not a stingy person, and he didn't see that the watch in Singh's hand was only after he provided security services for the rich in the United States last time.

After Zhang Nan walked into the building, he said to Andre who was walking beside him: "I think the security conditions here are usually too bad, if a terrorist arrives in Mumbai from the sea, he can sneak into the hotel at will." ”

Andre didn't understand whether the boss's words had any deep meaning, so he glanced at Zhang Nan.

Zhang Nan smiled, "Casually, I think that this Indian police is just a decoration, and that Singh and his people are the most well-trained and elite special police officers in Mumbai, and they are not as good as the company's most favorable security team."

If a city like Mumbai is attacked by terrorists, Indians will have to be blinded!"

"Boss, do you have a job to do?"

Draw inferences.

"No, it's just a feeling. ”

"You are safe, as long as the owner is in the hotel, this is the safest place in all of Mumbai. ”

Russian habits, "you" is a polite address, this Andrei is sure that the boss has no brains and wants to blow up the door of India, as for why he has a feeling, he doesn't want to care.

But think about it, not to mention the police in India, this army is all wonderful, once it encounters a slightly larger terrorist attack, Indians probably don't know how to deal with it.

Zhang Nan will mention this because he remembers that during the terrorist attack on Mumbai in the past few years, the Taj Moha Hotel was also a key target, but those terrorists were not only too rough in their work, but also very amateurish, if they were replaced by guys with a slightly higher level, God knows how many people would die in Mumbai that time.

10 terrorists actually made trouble in the city of Mumbai for 60 hours, the death toll was less than 200, and more than 300 people were injured, and the goal of these terrorists before the operation was to kill 5,000 people - all AK47 plus grenades and explosives, ammunition is absolutely sufficient, this is Mumbai, one of the most densely populated in the world!

Like in the Taj Mahal Hotel, the terrorists who break in are shooting at sight, throwing grenades everywhere, absolutely amateurish.

But even if the level of the terrorists is limited, it took the Indians almost 60 hours to get this done, and the Taj Moha Hotel was burned down a lot.

What's even more bizarre is that the supreme commander of the Bombay Anti-Terrorist Special Forces, as well as a legendary Bombay Special Forces encounter expert who is extremely famous in India and internationally famous, are all reimbursed for the exchange of fire with the terrorists.

When you go to India to do business and play, you really have to weigh whether your combat effectiveness is reliable or not, anyway, the Indian police and army are absolutely unreliable!