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Hotel Presidential Suite.

Chen Muze and Ruth stood on the balcony of the living room, looking at the hundreds of beggars gathered outside the front yard of the hotel.

There were also stray dogs and monkeys jumping up and down in the crowd.

"Some of them are not real beggars, they just saw the hotel staff handing out bread and milk to those children and took advantage of them."

Ruth looked at Chen Muze as she spoke.

Chen Muze said: "What the people are like, the country is like."

As more and more people gathered, hotel staff called the police, and dozens of police officers arrived, wielding wooden sticks to disperse the crowd.

People who beg are skinny as a stick.

Most of the police officers who wield sticks without scruples are too shy.

Chen Muze frowned.

Some people in the West actually use this country to benchmark China.

The big joke of slipping the world!

However, the scenes he witnessed from the moment he walked out of the terminal to now could not shake his idea of ​​dismembering the country.

"Go out for a stroll?"

Ruth asked Chen Muche.

"Walk."

Chen Muze nodded happily.

Now that he's here, of course he has to get to know this country well.

Connaught Place.

The most prosperous business district in the area, a gathering place for fashionable men and women.

But in Chen Muche's eyes, the people and buildings in this place looked rustic and unworthy of the word fashion.

Ruth held Chen Muze's arm.

Four tall bodyguards followed Ruth Chen Muche.

The reason why Ruth brought bodyguards was to deter beggars. She could not let Chen Muze help her stop the beggars.

After all, there are too many poor people in this city who make a living by begging.

Chen Muze saw many impoverished families living on the roadside.

A shed built with a few pieces of rags, or even a few pieces of cardboard spread out on the ground, is their home.

Living such a miserable life, Chen Muze didn't see the sorrow or suffering on these people's faces.

Well-dressed men and women walked past these "untouchables" living in the open air, showing neither disgust nor pity.

Is this what some people advocate for the peace and friendliness of Indians?

Chen Muze shook his head slightly.

How is this peaceful and friendly? This is muddling along and being insensitive!

Many passers-by were attracted by Chen Muze and Ruth with her powerful bodyguards.

When the men saw Ruth, they all showed naked desire. If they didn't bring bodyguards, someone would definitely come up to take advantage of her.

"Hi, where are you from?" A well-dressed man asked Chen Muze Ruth in Y language.

"China."

Chen Muze stopped and responded to the other party.

"Huaguo, I heard that it is developing very fast. Does it have such a prosperous business district?" The man pointed proudly at the row of brand stores behind him.

Chen Muze looked around at the poor people living in the open air, the beggars wandering around, the dirty ground, and the roads mixed with people, vehicles, and cattle. He said slowly: "No."

"Ha ha!"

The man who took the initiative to strike up a conversation laughed out loud and said proudly: "Don't be discouraged. After all, our country is a powerful superpower."

"A powerful superpower..."

Chen Muze also smiled.

Ignorance is sad.

Ignorant and arrogant, pathetic and ridiculous.

The man in front of him was well-dressed and spoke fluent Y. He was considered an elite in this country.

This is true for elites, let alone ordinary people.

Chen Muze was too lazy to say anything more and continued to move forward.

No matter where she went, Chen Muze and Ruth attracted attention. Some people took out their mobile phones and wanted to get closer and take pictures.

The bodyguards immediately blocked the photographer.

The lackluster business district, the huge crowds, and the chaotic traffic order made Chen Muze lose interest in walking around for half an hour.

It happened that Chen Muze received a call from Ren Jun at this time.

The chief secretary of Moti's office agreed to meet with Chen Muze.

Chen Muze asked Blackstone to arrange this meeting. He wanted to talk to Moti and get back tens of billions of gold for Haoxiang Technology Company before falling out.

After the call ended, Chen Muze turned to Ruth and said, "Go somewhere with me."

"Okay."

Ruth is smiling and happy wherever she goes with the people she likes.

Chen Muze, Ruth, and four bodyguards left Connaught Place in a car.

Twenty minutes later.

Two Mercedes-Benz cars arrived at a villa near the Capitol.

Four bodyguards in black were stopped by the guards outside the villa, who only allowed Chen Muze and Ruth to enter the villa.

The servant invited Chen Muze and Ruth into the living room.

Another servant brought towels for both men to wipe their hands with.

A third servant brought hot tea.

The fourth servant placed the fruit plate on the coffee table.

The four servants, who welcome guests, pass towels, serve tea, and serve fruit plates, each perform their own duties. In Chen Muche's opinion, a Filipino servant with nimble hands and feet is enough to do these things.

Chen Muze picked up the hot towel and wiped his hands, then picked up a cup of tea, took a sip and frowned.

The tea tastes a little weird.

He put down the teacup and shook his head slightly at Ruth, meaning don't drink the tea.

Time passed quietly.

Chen Muze and Ruth waited for more than ten minutes before Moti's chief secretary Swaraj came downstairs with two subordinates and walked into the living room.

This fellow sat on the sofa, looked at his golden watch, and proudly faced Chen Muche, saying, "I only have ten minutes. I hope what you say in these ten minutes can impress me and give me enough reasons to ask Mr. Moty Introduce you."

Ten minutes, impressed, introduced.

Chen Muze laughed out loud when he heard these words.

Uncle Ren must explain his identity to the other party. This big secretary is so awesome and coaxing, obviously he doesn't... or he doesn't take the Chen family seriously.

The Chen family has always kept a low profile.

In China, very few people have heard of the Chen family.

Chen Muze reluctantly understood Moti's big secret, and said, "Excuse me, tell Mr. Moti that the Chen family behind Haoxiang Group, Chen Hao's son Chen Muze, wants to talk to him, and he should meet with me. "

"Just this sentence?"

Swaraj's eyes widened with an exaggerated expression, as if he was surprised by Chen Muze's confidence.

"Yes, that's all."

Chen Muze smiled and nodded.

India is considered a major regional country, and its top leader cannot be so ignorant that he knows nothing about the Chen family of China.

"If you just go by what you said, you will never see Mr. Moti because you don't deserve it." Swaraj stood up as he spoke, arrogantly.

Ruth frowned and was about to speak.

Chen Muze gently shook Ruth's hand.

Ruth understood what Chen Muze meant and had to remain silent.

"see a visitor out!"

Swaraj turned around and walked out while ordering the servants. He said it was to see off the guests, but in fact he was chasing them away.

Chen Muze looked at Swaraj's back and just smiled.

Say harsh things.

Furious.

The impotent rage of the weak.

Chen Muze didn't need to protect his self-esteem or comfort himself in this way, so he took Ruth out of the villa and got into the car.

He took out his mobile phone with satellite call function, contacted Ma Ming, and said: "Uncle Ma, immediately ask the Sikhs of the Fire Fox Legion to return to India to organize an uprising."