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NO.084 Question

The vehicle first drove towards the company's headquarters in downtown Mumbai, where Li Yiru had prepared a reception banquet. Zhang Heng did not refuse. Although his body did not respond, Thompson and Zhao Qing, who followed him, must have been exhausted from the journey, so it was justified to let the three of them rest for one night.

The vehicles were slowly moving forward on the bumpy road.

Looking from the car window, there are yellow land on both sides of the suburbs, and occasionally there are small huts, and there are almost no buildings or factories. It is not until the city is about to enter the city.

After entering the city of Mumbai, Zhang Heng had only one feeling, that is, his dirty and messy!

There is no difference between the roads in the city at all. Buses, small cars, tricycles, and motorcycles are crowded together, and you can go wherever you have a space. Zhang Heng even saw a ox cart on the road ahead!

Wherever the ox cart passed, rows of yellow-green cow dung spilled evenly, and then they were flattened by the carts, like a piece of grass cake stuck to the road.

Before he could come back to his senses, a large truck whizzed past him with a deafening horn and almost touched Zhang Heng's Mercedes-Benz.

Everyone in the car sucked a breath of air conditioning, and only Fang Hao, who was driving, smiled bitterly, "Boss, India is this style. You will get used to it when you walk around the street more often in the future."

Zhang Heng rubbed his ears calmly, quickly turned off the window and turned on the air conditioner, and felt better. At least it was not as noisy as the outside of the car, but the car could only move forward slowly at a walking speed, and often there were cattle and sheep blocking the way as they walked.

The strangest thing is that Zhang Heng even saw a bus modified from World War II Allied military vehicles, and even the steel bars on the window were still there. This is not enough to be amazed. What is amazing is that when the bus entered the station, it did not stop, and the passengers on it jumped out of the window, and the person who wanted to get on the bus was trotting for a while and then jumped up!

The wonders along the way made Zhang Heng and Thompson stunned. The two cars stumbled and finally entered the city center more than an hour later.

Compared to the edge of the city, the city center is much more normal. The bright tall buildings and clean billboards give everyone a feeling of returning to modernity from ancient times.

In the city center, the company rented a floor of office building as the company's office location in the city, responsible for serving customers. Next to the office building is a three-star hotel.

For convenience, Li Yiru set up a welcome banquet here.

After getting off the bus at the entrance of the hotel, Zhang Heng was stunned. He knew that there were slums on the edge of Indian cities, but he did not expect that Mumbai was even more outrageous, and the slums were directly crowded with the city center.

A large number of plastic sheds are piled up around the hotel and on the roadside without buildings on both sides. Next to the hotel is filled with small workshops such as plastic recycling, leather products, and ceramic products. The pungent smell of curry rice and sewers is still floating in the air.

"Zhang Heng, here." Just as Zhang Heng was speechless, Li Yiru's voice came from the front. Zhang Heng turned around and saw that Li Yiru was wearing a white T-shirt and light blue jeans on his lower body. He didn't put on makeup. It was probably because he could get away from the local women more than ten streets without using makeup.

Zhang Heng also smiled and waved at Li Yiru, and said a few jokes. Everyone entered the hotel under the warm reception of the waiter in front of the door.

The hotel in the city center is restored with magnificent decorations, with a huge and luxurious revolving door, neatly and cleanly worn doors, the luxurious red carpet inside the door and the magnificent chandeliers, which are like two worlds of filthiness in the outside world.

"Have you been used to staying in the past half month?" Several people were welcomed into the luxurious private room that had been booked long ago. Zhang Heng sat first, and then everyone sat down one by one. Seeing Li Yiru sitting next to him naturally, Zhang Heng asked casually.

"It's okay." Li Yiru gave Zhang Heng a blank look, "Except for being a little uncomfortable at the beginning, I've adapted a lot now."

"Oh?" Zhang Heng looked at Li Yiru in surprise.

In fact, he could no longer stand the environment here for a few hours after coming to India. He did not expect that Li Yiru, who was spoiled, would be able to adapt to such dirty and messy country better than himself.

"Who is this person? Why haven't you seen him?" Suddenly, Li Yiru looked at Adam who had been silent from beginning to end and asked in a low voice.

"This is the security guard I hired in Singapore. In the future, he will be responsible for the security issues of the pharmaceutical factory." Zhang Heng casually called him and fooled him.

A meal passed by in a hurry, but in fact, no one was able to eat well, especially Zhang Heng, who discovered for the first time that the so-called world-renowned Indian food was simply nonsense.

When Indians cook, the curry is sweet, the chicken, duck, fish and meat are sweet, and the vegetables are sweet. When they finally finished drinking tea, they realized that even the tea is sweet...

It’s also a blessing that this is an Indian hotel, otherwise Zhang Heng would have thought he had come to the hometown of sweet parties.

Afterwards, Zhang Heng disbanded everyone and asked them to rest in the hotel for the time being, while he and Li Yiru, Fang Hao and Adam drove to the pharmaceutical factory in the suburbs.

Along the way, Zhang Heng saw the magnificence of India, surrounded by villas or small buildings, with green grass and shaded trees inside. The owners in gorgeous clothes occasionally came out for a walk, and were lazy to enjoy the sunshine. But more of it was India's dirty poverty, which was a country with a greater gap between the rich and the poor than China.

If too many poor people are present, the whole country will appear poor.

Finally, the car drove into a place similar to a vegetable market. Because it was afternoon after get off work, both sides of the street were occupied by stalls, and countless Indian women were wearing the rumored "Sari" and swaying slowly in front of the car, even if they honked the horn until they died, it would not work.

The so-called sari is actually a very long strip of cloth wrapped around from top to bottom, wrapped around the top and bottom, and the belly is not wrapped around, and the circles of black and fat meat are swaying in front of the car window.

It’s okay for Li Yiru and Adam. Li Yiru is a woman himself and has no feelings for this kind of scene. As a new clone, Adam has no idea about this aspect.

Only Zhang Heng and Fang Hao had to withdraw their gaze and closed their eyes and rested...

Adam was not attracted by the surrounding scenery from beginning to end. He seemed to be separated from the world. Nothing could attract his attention, as if he had always looked ahead with expressionless expression.

However, at this moment, a slight knock on the window completely attracted Adam's attention.

I saw a little Indian girl about seven or eight years old standing softly outside the car window, tapping on the car window.

The little girl's face was pale and she was wearing a dirty T-shirt that was so dirty that she could not tell the color. She was holding a ceramic bowl with a corner missing in her hand. She stared at Adam in a daze, and there was no trace of desire for life in her two godless eyes.

Adam's pupils shrank, and he didn't know what he thought of, but he actually lowered the glass window like a decisive thing, took out a $100 denomination from his bag, and put it into the little girl's bowl.

"If I were you, I wouldn't have done this." But at this moment, Li Yiru, who was sitting in the driver's seat, suddenly spoke.

Adam's hand trembled suddenly, and he quickly closed the window again, and then looked forward again, without any expression on his face from beginning to end.

"Boss Li, why..." Fang Hao, who was standing beside him, immediately asked back.

"Many women in India make a living by begging. Look at the roadside. If you give them one, you will not be able to leave here before your wallet is completely empty." Li Yiru pointed to the begging team of dozens or hundreds of people on both sides of the road and said lightly.

Fang Hao then sighed and said nothing.

Zhang Heng narrowed his eyes half-squinted, took all Adam's expressions into his eyes, and then closed his eyes again.

It was not until more than two hours later that the sky was about to dim, and the car finally drove out of the city and started driving in the suburbs.

I didn't notice it when I went to the city from the airport before. At this time, Zhang Heng realized that the roads in the suburbs were not ordinary, and the bumpy concrete roads had not been repaired for a long time. There were also a pool of things that were not known to be feces or sludge lying on the ground, stretching continuously and extending to the end of the road.

Until around 8 o'clock in the evening, the group of four finally arrived at the pharmaceutical factory.

The laboratory and office buildings of the pharmaceutical factory were brightly lit, as if they knew that the boss came to inspect, and the work did not stop even at night.

Li Yiru opened the car door and pointed to the light-lit scientific research building in front of him and said skillfully, "The pharmaceutical factory I bought has a special research center and a large laboratory with fully equipped equipment. The pharmaceutical factory feeds 100 scientific researchers and 233 factory employees. I have counted the abilities of these people. Except for four European and American scientific researchers, the rest are barely at the level."

"The building on your left is a company apartment, which can accommodate 300 people for accommodation and life. The large blue steel house at the front is the factory. There are five assembly lines of pharmaceutical workshops, everything from production to packaging."

"What medicine does this pharmaceutical factory make?" Zhang Heng was a little curious.

"Iresa, a generic anti-cancer drug."

Zhang Heng was stunned. He did not expect that the pharmaceutical factory he acquired was such a famous drug. However, it is not surprising that the world is now full of controversy over T-1. When T-1 is launched, these anti-cancer drug factories will face transformation and suspension of production.

Li Yiru got out of the car, held his black hair blown by the cool breeze, and suddenly spoke quietly, "In addition to these 200 million US dollars, you also spent 500 million US dollars to buy a large number of precision medical instruments in Singapore. The funds invested in India can already buy half of my group. I am curious about what you want to do."

"I told you the human body freezing mechanism."

"No, I'm not asking about it on the table, but your real purpose." Li Yiru turned his head and glanced at Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng frowned and wanted to be tougher, but finally sighed, "Of course, there are other reasons besides this, but I can't tell you now."

"Okay, I'll wait for the day you can tell me." Li Yiru said quietly.

"Wait until the day I think it's appropriate." Zhang Heng did not avoid Li Yiru's gaze and said seriously.

He knew that he was a little sorry for Li Yiru who made silent contributions to him, but this kind of thing was related to his survival, so he had to be cautious.

What's more, there is really no possibility for him and Li Yiru.

Unless he also implants biochips into Li Yiru's brain, he can express his true purpose with confidence, but he is unwilling to do so.

Since he is unwilling to hurt Li Yiru, he can only carefully protect his plan from being leaked until the company's strength can challenge the superpowers and even control the global financial system. At that time, it will be meaningless whether the plan is leaked or not.
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