Chapter 160
A bronze statue 10 meters high and weighing about 10 tons stands in the center of Bangalore's busiest street, next to the city's tallest building, the Hilton Hotel, and many business districts. The feng shui treasure is mixed with such a strange statue, which attracts passers-by to stop and watch, and point to the statue and scratch.
The obese Speaker Pamilal was shaped into a plump ** figure in the statue, including the fat cheeks that drooped a little after being cleverly modified to become dignified and elegant, coupled with exquisite craftsmanship, it is as eye-catching as a work of art.
"I dare to believe that this statue will become an iconic memento that will be remembered by future generations, no matter how time changes." Dang Weimin stood near the glass window, looked down at the statue in the center of the street, and said.
"Really?" At the side of the vanity mirror, Ms. Pamilal was wearing around her neck a beautiful and luxurious necklace set with one hundred and fifty tiny diamonds, all of which were made of white and yellow gold, the three largest of which were in the middle of the necklace, and the red of the flame was so red that her skin was discolored.
This necklace was selected from the underground treasury, a treasure from the 10th century AD, not to mention the historical value, but the jewels on it are worth a fortune. All women love jewelry, and Ms. Pamilal, who has become a big name, is no exception and is simply fascinated by this jewelry. Watching it repeatedly, doing various poses in front of the mirror.
After the company's reception, the party immediately notified the driver to pull the cast statue to the position designated by Speaker Pamelal. This beautiful woman is proud of this, and the local mayor is one of the people in their family, and she doesn't even let out a fart.
Such a bronze statue stands in the center of the city, and it is estimated that half of India will soon know such a "beautiful thing". But Speaker Pamilal didn't care, for the federal state, the central government does not have much power, let alone a local snake like the female speaker of the parliament, as for the two sentences of the people are not important at all, in fact, most of the people will not notice this matter at all.
After the banquet, Dang Weimin openly handed a check with a face value of $300,000 to the speaker in the packed Hilton suite. Originally, he thought that this person would always push off twice like the Chinese, but what he didn't expect was that the woman took a look, accepted it with a smile, and when she saw the luxurious necklace, she wore it around her neck without pause.
These politicians basically didn't even cover up the bribes, and the party for the people had heard a funny thing before, and a reporter from a certain magazine decided to see how good the judges were, so he gave a magistrate $40,000 to a magistrate. The judge issued three arrest warrants in one go, arresting then Indian Prime Minister Vajpayee, Speaker of Parliament Singh and others. Of course, some people will take this as a sign of democracy, but the problem is that "democracy" is determined by the dollar.
"Is the factory you want to open ready to make paper?" The speaker finally reluctantly withdrew his gaze from the necklace, remembering the Chinese's business application to open a paper mill in Salem, to the south.
"Yes, prepare for the scale of 100,000 tons of paper per year". The party's money for the people is not given for free, and he plans to use the speaker's political energy to set up a paper mill. Because Indians are different from Chinese, xenophobia here is very strict, but there is no such thing as attracting investment is the merit of politicians, but it is a big burden for politicians, and many voters usually think that this encroaches on local jobs.
"Aren't you a computer guy? How did you get involved in a new industry? The Speaker also walked over and stood beside the party for the people, and a strong smell of mixed curry and perfume hit his face, making him frown.
"Now the competition in the computer industry is very fierce, and multiple financial resources are also a road, in addition, don't you think my factory will bring financial and tax benefits to the local area? Not to mention, there are plenty of employment opportunities that will help you increase your status. The party patiently explained for the people, of course, there was no mention of the fact that the factory would be able to make more money after it was run well.
Ms. Pamelal chuckled softly and covered her mouth with a handkerchief, like an English woman in the nineteenth century, who was considered by Indians to be blessed to be in line with her master, England. After throwing a wink at the party for the people, he said, "I know, Mr. Tang Ji, but we locals don't like foreigners coming." Why don't you join us as an Indian citizen, wrap it up on me. ”,
"No, I have a resident card issued by the federal government of India, so I don't have to get the citizenship of your country." Dang Weimin took a step back and kept his distance, "I am very reasonable, and the locals will definitely listen to my patient explanation." ”
Pamilar listened and continued to laugh softly, not believing in his heart that he would "patiently explain" that the brutal landlords and capitalists were unrelenting in exploiting the common people. She understood this, but after seeing that she had made a lot of money from it, she decided to pretend she didn't know.
She pinched the face of the party for the people, and was very interested in this rich Chinese young man, and a certain physiological function caused by years of widowhood was being vigorously initiated, so she decided to do it again. "I helped you so much, how can you thank me?"
After being pinched by the woman's fat hand, the party was furious for the people, and the woman continued to rub without knowing what to do, and it felt very disgusting. After getting rid of his virgin career, he became very interested in women, but for a fat woman in her 50s. Well, he's not that yet.
The fat woman's eyes lit up, after her husband died, of course she would not observe the festival like ordinary women, but would use her power to seduce a handsome young guy or something from time to time. This time, although the Chinese in front of her looked a little thinner, but it was a foreigner, and she wanted to taste whether there was a difference.
"Don't be so outside, don't you think this necklace is so beautiful around my neck?"
"Yes, yes." The party was glad that he gave her a necklace, and there was an ancient version of Zhen C pants in the pile of treasures, Han. Looking at the big face of this fat woman getting closer and closer, Dang Weimin felt a little embarrassed, and he began to think that the two of them had no outsiders together, and some things could be said thoroughly. It turned out to be good now, and the woman was going to give it to herself......
"Hmm~ Let's take a look." The fat woman continued, seeing that Dang Weimin took a step back, and as soon as she took a step, she suddenly knelt on the ground with a weak leg, her ankle bone seemed to be twisted, and the severe pain made her scream.
Seeing her sitting on the floor, Dang Weimin breathed a sigh of relief, let go of the gadgets in his hand, opened the door of the living room directly, and shouted to the staff standing outside: "Hurry up and help your councilor, she seems to be sick." ”
On the way back to the company by car, the party still has a little bit of ambiguity for the people, what is this and there? Do you still have to sell yourself? If that woman had grown younger and prettier, perhaps she could have sacrificed her hue. But in front of you is an Indian version of Han Hong? How murderous does this have to be to be ooxx with her?
When he returned to the company, Han Zhi finally seized an opportunity and decided to ask what the party was going to do for the people? Especially after he heard about the plan to build a paper mill, his first impression was that Tang Menglong must have taken the wrong medicine.
Although he is the general manager of a software company and a part-time worker under Tang Menglong, it stands to reason that he should not dictate to his boss's plan. But watching the rise of the company for the people within a year, Han Zhi was full of a sense of accomplishment and mission, and decided that it was necessary to talk to him openly and honestly no matter what.
"Mr. Tang, I personally don't think it's feasible to build this paper mill for you." Han Zhi was straightforward, and after entering the party's big office for the people, he raised his doubts straight to the point, "Although the pharmaceutical factory you opened is also very risky, it has the original foundation, and it should be okay to keep it." But this is India, and it's not the same as the domestic environment."
Dang Weimin is also the first time to come to his new office, with an area of more than 100 square meters, a huge desk, a leather boss chair, a neat sofa, a decorative crystal chandelier, and a few pieces of porcelain on the bookshelf that I don't know if it is a cultural relic. The impression given to him was too extravagant, and when he didn't move into the new building before, although he also had a dedicated office, the area was only a dozen square meters, that is, a separate room.
But now this kind of decoration is a bit too much, or it is better to be diligent and thrifty. The party thinks crankily for the people, in his opinion, there is no point in unnecessary decoration, what is the office doing with so much mess? In the future, it seems that a notice will have to be issued, and everyone's office is not allowed to be decorated with the same vulgarity as domestic real estate developers, and it is best to put the basic decoration into use as soon as possible.
Han Zhi gushed his views and opinions, and was impassioned for a long time, only to find that the sight distance between the party's eyes for the people had disappeared, and now he was in a fugue and suddenly felt very unhappy, and raised his voice,
"Mr. Tang"
This voice did call back the party who was thinking about things, and the topic could finally continue, and it seems that iQue is a common problem of successful people. For example, when someone sees a leader or a leader, he often talks about his own excitement, but the head has a strict playing card face, as if he is thinking deeply, but in fact, he is not sure what he is thinking.
He knew why Han Zhi was against the establishment of a paper mill, India is a special country, with a strong sense of nationality, and sometimes he would rather mess things up than lose face. belongs to the tendon-like idea of "I would rather have democratic grass than ** grain", he knows that Han Zhi has been in India for seven or eight years, and he has a thorough understanding of the local people.
The specific objection is that the trade unions and peasant unions in India are very powerful, and if there is opposition to the land acquisition, the matter will drag on for several years. In the eyes of the locals, the Chinese from afar put a lot of pressure on them, so once the factory is touched by the fragile national pride of the Indians, the good things for the local people will also become bad. In addition, the paper industry is a big polluter, and when environmental protection is mentioned in China, it is inevitable to mention "paper mills, fertilizer factories and cement plants"
Han Zhi said in his heart that running a software industry in the center of Bangalore will not come into contact with the local lower-class people, and like most foreigners, he is very happy to live in his own small circle.
"I know why you're against it, but this paper mill is different from ordinary paper mills, and it's basically pollution-free." After listening to the persuasion for half an hour, the party finally couldn't bear it anymore and stopped someone from continuing to talk, "This factory does not use wood pulp and straw pulp, but pollution-free 'stone paper'"