Because of the nature of Shakru Chinese, every time he invited someone to dinner, it was arranged in a Chinese restaurant, and the two little girls were obviously eating Chinese food for the first time, so they were conquered by the food without any suspense, and they didn't even have the heart to speak, but at the end of Karina remembered that she was still shouldering the heavy responsibility of "matchmaker", so she ran away alone, "begging" Shakru to help send Nihadarvi home.

In the car, Shakru asked Neha with some reluctance: "Miss Dalvi, don't you really think about coming to our company? If it is a matter of treatment, we can discuss it again!"

"Thank you, Mr. Pandit, for your kindness, but I really can't apply because our family will probably have to move to Mumbai in a while. ”

"Why did you move to Mumbai? Could it be that your father's job is being transferred?" because during the previous conversation, Shakru learned that Nihadarvi's father was a government official.

Nihadarvi shook her head and replied, "It's not a transfer, it's that my father is going to quit his job and go to Mumbai to work as a lawyer!"

"Resign? Why do you want to resign?" Actually, this is not to blame Shakru for being surprised, because being a government official in India is more comfortable than in China, even if you don't do anything, no one will fire you, and corruption has become the norm, so almost no one will be willing to resign.

After Niha Darvi's explanation, Shakru learned that their family was all Pakistani, and even his father Singh Darvi was an officer, but later because he made a big mistake in the political struggle, he had no choice but to defect to India with an important piece of information, but the Indian side only gave him a small official and a small estate.

It was this small manor that made life difficult for the Dalvi family, because it was difficult for Singh to maintain the operation of the family and the manor on Singh's income alone, because not only did the manor itself require a monthly fee, but there were also twenty or thirty servants who had to be paid, but if the manor was sold, it would be difficult to save face.

As for business, Dalvi, as an officer who defected from Pakistan, has neither capital nor connections in big business, and he can't get involved in small business. The caste system in India is very interesting, don't look at the Kshatriya is more noble than the Vaishyas, but if a Kshatriya dares to get involved in handicrafts, animal husbandry, etc., he will be resisted by the Vaishyas in a minute. Because the caste system stipulates that traditional agriculture, animal husbandry, handicrafts and commerce are all old practices of Vaishyas, and you Kshatriyas cannot come and grab jobs, this is the right of God to give them, unless they start a new business like Shakru that no one has done before or go abroad to do business.

Therefore, although Singh Dalwei has an empty estate, he is so poor that he can only make a living on corruption. He had been studying law for the past two years, and was about to quit his job to become a lawyer, a lawyer who was much richer than a petty official. (In fact, he later went to Mumbai to become a lawyer, so Niha Darvi also debuted in Mumbai.) ）

Originally, Shakru wanted to comfort Neha, but then he found that the car actually turned off, and when he got out of the car, he saw that the problem was not small, so he had to say to Neha with a wry smile: "I'm really sorry, the car broke down, so let's go back!"

Niha waved her hand again and again: "No need, anyway, I can go back by myself not far away, you better find someone to repair the car quickly!"

Shakru immediately refused: "This is not good, you don't know how bad the security in New Delhi is, now that it's dark, I don't worry about your little girl going back alone, if something happens on the road, it will be troublesome." Then I'll send you back first, and then I'll be back in time to repair the car!"

In fact, Niha was also scared when she walked alone at night, so she agreed: "Well, well, then trouble you, Mr. Pandeit!"

Then he pointed to a small path next to him and said, "Let's go along this road, it can be much closer!"

Shakru looked at this black path, and secretly laughed in his heart that the little girl is still too simple, such a black road, aren't you afraid that I am a bad person?

It turned out that this dark path was indeed a good place to do bad things, and not long after the two of them walked in, they heard the woman's cry for help and the man's arrogant and evil laughter coming from inside.

Hearing this, Neha's face turned pale with fright, and she asked Shakru tremblingly, "Mr. Pandeit, what's going on here?"

Shakru thought for a moment, then said to her, "You wait here for me, I'll go in and have a look." ”

Neha immediately grabbed him and persuaded, "Mr. Pandit, you better not go, it seems that there are several people in it." ”

"I can't see it, don't worry, I'll just quietly lean over to see what's going on, and then come out and call the police! But if they find out, you can run to the intersection immediately, and then call the police, understand?" Shakru admonished, and after saying that, he quietly leaned over.

Although Shakru said that she would not be able to do so, Neha still felt very worried, and the short three minutes felt almost like three days to her, so the moment she saw Shakru return, she immediately anxiously asked him, "Mr. Pandete, are you okay?

Shakru calmed his breath for a moment, and then said angrily: "These guys are just brutes, the five of them are gang-raping a girl!"

"What?!How could this happen?!So what should we do now??," Nyhadarvi asked, looking flustered.

Shakru thought for a moment, and then replied: "You must call the police to call the police, but if you rely only on the police, it will definitely not work, so you call the police, and I will call a few friends to come and help, otherwise that girl will probably be ruined to death by these brutes!"

Neha knew that the reason why Shakru said this was because the work efficiency of the Indian police was extremely low, especially at this time, if you called the police, it was estimated that the police would not arrive at all within half an hour, but she still asked a little puzzled: "Mr. Pandit, what does your friend do, can he be faster than the police?"

"Well, you'll find out in a moment!" Shakru replied, slightly embarrassed.

PS: Today is a new week, I hope to support me a lot, help me break into the top ten of the urban new book classification list, last week has been hanging around on the twelfth and thirteenth, and there has been no chance to enter the top ten to show my face......