together for a moment

Zhao Yimu went to sleep after taking a shower, set the alarm clock and fell asleep. When he got up the next day, the golden sunlight penetrated the window and illuminated the room. He raised his hand to cover his eyes, and thought about where this was, oh, in a hotel in New Delhi, India, the first business trip two days.

The people from the Indian office had already made an appointment to pick him up at the hotel at ten o'clock, and the alarm clock was set at nine o'clock. The room was quiet and peaceful, with no sound at all. Zhao Yimu struggled to get himself out of the bed and staggered out of the room , the living room is empty, Nick left?Zhao Yimu saw a note left on the table.

"Owen, the sofa in a four-star hotel is so comfortable! I slept soundly all night, and it was dawn. I'm leaving. See you again by fate. I wish you all the best in India, and stay with Nick."

The handwriting is mature, correct and angular, but at the bottom of the paper, there is a cute Q-version elephant drawn. It has special shape, with hands and feet. Strictly speaking, it is an elephant-headed human body. A row of small characters is written next to it: I hope the elephant god Bring you luck, wisdom and wealth.

Zhao Yimu curled his lips and smiled, folded the note in half and put it in the pocket, stretched and walked to the bathroom. From today onwards, he will spend more than a month in India alone and at ease, without relatives, friends, or convenience stores Come on, he splashed cold water on his face, cheering himself up in his heart, come on!

Zhao Yimu tidied up and sat in the lobby before ten o'clock. The people from the office were a little bit late, and within 15 minutes it was forgiven. The person in charge of the office came to pick him up. Zhao Yimu has the same shirt and trousers, and his name is Raju.

"Hey, my friend!" Raju greeted enthusiastically, took his briefcase and helped him open the door, the car drove onto the road, and was immediately caught in the huge traffic jam, and the sound of horns came and went through the windows It was still harsh, Raju sat in the driver's seat and shook his head with him and described the business situation with rich gestures. Indian English has a peculiar accent. Zhao Yimu listened to every word with the sound of the trumpet as the background music, as if he was taking an English listening test.

Stopped and stopped and arrived at the cooperating office at a slow pace. It was already eleven o'clock in the morning. There were more than a dozen people in the office, all of whom were boys. The employees sat side by side in open seats without OA, talking on the phone to discuss cases There is a buzzing sound, the emotions are full, every table is full of documents, as exciting as playing jigsaw, Raju takes Zhao Yimu into his independent office, and his temporary seat for the next two months is in Raju In the office, Raju ordered all the employees to come in one by one to shake hands with Zhao Yimu and introduce themselves. Zhao Yimu felt like a big boss who came to inspect, which was quite cool.

The Chinese food Raju asked Zhao Yimu for advice and ordered takeaway. The authentic Indian-style set meal is called thali (Tali). There are several small bowls in a shallow large disc, and the contents of each small bowl are different. Zhao Yimu Observe, there are two or three bowls with red, green and green sauces, one bowl with unknown meat, one with pickles, one with soup, and one with white yogurt!In addition to what was in the round plate, there was a bowl of rice with spices and a few slices of scones.

Raju demonstrated how to eat it. He first tore a scone and wrapped it with some rice and dipped it in sauce, put it in his mouth, and made an exaggerated and delicious expression: "Owen, welcome to taste authentic Indian food!" Then he looked at Zhao Yimu with bright eyes and anticipation.

Zhao Yimu drew a gourd with scones wrapped in rice and dipped it into his mouth in one bite: "Damn! It's so spicy!" It's the kind of spicy that has a strong first taste and a strong aftertaste. He kept breathing, and his mouth was about to spit fire.

"It's not spicy, it's delicious." Raju dipped another big lump of red sauce on the scone.

Zhao Yimu frowned and took two sips of the soup. The saltiness was just enough to counteract the spiciness. Afterwards, he barely touched the sauce and finished the rice and scones. When he finally picked up the yogurt, he suddenly remembered the warm reminder in the travel book— Do not touch fermented drinks! Or you will face embarrassing gastrointestinal problems!

He put down the yogurt calmly, touched his stomach, this meal is so empty, will he lose weight after two months?

In the afternoon, we started to discuss investment and M&A documents and regulations, taxation system, share conversion, procedural aspects and other issues. Raju is a person with a very flexible mind and quick response. Indians shake their heads from side to side to represent OK, and they don't finish their day's work until sunset.

For dinner, Raju carefully took him to a Chinese restaurant. Although Indian spices were added to each dish to present a wonderful and special taste, compared to all-Indian cuisine, Zhao Yimu obviously accepted the improved version of Chinese cuisine.

After dinner, Raju drove him back to the hotel. When he got out of the car, the last twilight of the sunset was just over the sky. He looked out from the large French window in the room. There was a lot of traffic and people. This city does not rest because of the night, India With a population of 13 billion, there are more than 2 million people in New Delhi alone. It is difficult to distinguish between good and evil. With vigilance and fear, Zhao Yimu spied on this unfamiliar city through a pane. To be safe, he decided to put himself under house arrest in a hotel inside.

Follow this pattern for the next four days.In the morning, people from the office will pick him up by car, sometimes Raju and sometimes other colleagues, as usual on the road and other types of mobile tools to compete with each other with the volume of the speakers, Chinese dinner is ordered according to his acceptable taste, in Returning to the hotel before the last of the setting sun burned out, he hid in the safety barrier he expected, took a shower, watched Bollywood handsome men and women twist their waists and hips on TV, and called his mother and girlfriend on the Internet phone on time.

Xiaopei asked him every day how he felt about India, except for the excitement of the first night, after that, he seemed to change his office at two o’clock and put all his mind on work. His impression of India remained in English with a strong accent. , traffic jam, curry is very spicy, and there are many people.Gone.that's all.

"Why do you say that India seems to be terrible?" Xiao Pei's voice was distant and distorted through the microphone, but it was his comfort in a foreign land, the only person who could chat in Chinese every day outside of business.

"I haven't gone out for a walk yet, such a comment is not fair," Zhao Yimu lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling: "I will comment when I have time to go out for a walk on the weekend and get to know all aspects of the people."

"Hehe, you are really a lawyer, you have to be fair and just in everything." Xiaopei said with a smile.

"I can't help it, occupational disease," Zhao Yimu sighed, "Really, I want to go back to China after only the fifth day here."

"Today I brought some fruit to your house. My aunt misses you very much. She said that you have never been away from her for so long since you grew up." Xiaopei's tone of voice was always gentle.

"It's really because I have been used to being dependent on my mother since I was a child. I originally wanted to study abroad in graduate school, but in the end I couldn't worry about her and chose a local school." Zhao Yimu's mother Tang Qing's face appeared in his mind: " She has to be at home alone for more than a month, she must miss me."

"When I arrived today, she was playing chess with Uncle Zhang next door. Later, Uncle Zhang's son and daughter-in-law came back from get off work and asked her to have dinner with him." Xiao Pei continued after a pause, "She said she was very envious of Uncle Zhang... "

The implication in these words is very clear. Zhao Yimu knew that his mother wanted him to get married early and settle down. He didn't think about it. Every time he had a friend's wedding banquet in the past few years, he wondered if it was his turn. He didn't want to get married. I don't want to get married very much, I always feel that I lack a little impulsiveness.

But now he is alone outside, lying on the soft and white big bed but can't feel the temperature, the voice of his speech echoes in the quiet room, maybe people have to leave home to long for home, Zhao Yimu swallowed and said : "Xiaopei, when I go back, shall we talk?"

"Hey, you're not romantic. Shouldn't you talk about your future promises? You're not talking about business." Xiaopei smiled on the other end of the phone: "Fortunately, I know you well, and I know you have to think about everything. I’ll promise you when I’m done, it’s okay, let’s talk about it when you come back.”

"Yeah." Zhao Yimu felt embarrassed, he was indeed not a romantic person: "You go to bed early too, good night."

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Yimu opened the notepad and turned to the last part of the calendar. He circled the expected return date with a red pen, and crossed all the five days that had already passed, looking at the next day when he returned to the country. It's been a long time, and I can't feel at ease.

After a few days of hard work, the documents and data of the merger and acquisition are almost sorted out. Next, they need to be sent to the bank and the local government for review and approval. Yang reported the progress to the supervisor. The supervisor asked for some details and pointed out the points that need attention. He couldn't see the expression on the phone and only heard the cold inquiry, which made him a little nervous. Fortunately, the supervisor seemed satisfied in the end and said: "Thanks for your hard work, While waiting for the review, you don’t have to stay in the office all day, just go for a walk, and keep your phone able to make calls and receive emails.”

Zhao Yimu ended the call with the supervisor. On Friday afternoon, there was a pre-holiday commotion in the office. If it was in China, the assistant would probably start to make up for the evening date, chatting excitedly about which restaurant is delicious.He turned his head and looked out of the window. India in December has very bright sunshine, golden and golden, and it shines on the earth every day. He decided to leave the hotel tomorrow to take a good look at the city. Raju gave him a phone that can talk and surf the Internet He patted him on the shoulder and said that the document review is not so fast, at least four or five days or more can not escape, you can play at ease, I will call your mobile phone if something happens.

How could it be possible for me to play for four or five days by myself, Zhao Yimu thought to himself, probably coming to work on time on Monday.

Back at the hotel that day, Zhao Yimu took out the travel book and studied it, and finally decided to go to the Jama Masjid and the Moonlight Bazaar. Firstly, the Jama Masjid is the largest mosque in India and must be seen.In addition, the two scenic spots are close, and he plans to ask the hotel to call a car for him to go there for a whole day after he gets there. He is not sure about calling a car to visit the scenic spots on the way.

Closing the book, Zhao Yimu was finally a little excited and looking forward to going out to play, but also a little uneasy. Thinking about it, he hasn't gone out to play for a long time. He considers himself a very hardworking person. He usually works until □□ in the evening, and brings papers home to read on weekends. Leisure activities are taking his girlfriend to go shopping in restaurants, speaking of which he is really not a competent boyfriend.

In the end, he fell asleep while thinking wildly, and when he woke up, his neck was stiff. Zhao Yimu propped himself up and shook his head in a daze for a while before going to wash up. He took out the only set of casual clothes from the bottom of the suitcase, simple dark blue Knitted top and khaki trousers, hung a small DC camera around his neck, and bought a side bag in the hotel store to put his mobile phone and wallet in, and then asked the counter staff to call a car for him and negotiated The price is more than ten o'clock when you actually get on the car.

The car called by the hotel should also be a private car. The driver is still a young man, as thin as a bamboo pole. It seems that young boys all over India have this figure. The clock beat on the steering wheel, and the body swayed to the rhythm, looking quite happy.Zhao Yimu couldn't get into the music. He looked out the window and found that the locals in India took yellow and green tuk-tuks. Why don't they try to take a ride on the return journey?

As the car moved forward, the appearance of the city also began to change. The original main road gradually narrowed into alleys, markets appeared on both sides of the road, and a whole row of old and short houses. Zhao Yimu knew that this was entering the urban area of ​​Old Delhi, which was more chaotic than the new urban area. A cow stopped by his car window and looked at him when he was stuck in the traffic jam. It seemed that no matter what kind of animal it was, it was very helpless to the traffic jam.

"Sir!" After stopping for an unknown amount of time, the driver turned his head and pointed to a large red brick building in front of him and said, "JamaMasjid!"

It is the Jama Masjid.

In fact, there was still some distance from the gate, but the driver didn't want to drive there any more, so Zhao Yimu got out of the car after paying the amount negotiated in advance, but the other party charged him a little more on the grounds that he couldn't give change, which wasn't much but It's just annoying.

After finally getting out of the car, Zhao Yimu became a part of this crowded street. Pedestrians and tuk-tuks passed by, accompanied by sharp horns and all kinds of cries, the locals looked at him with presumptuous eyes, all kinds of uncomfortable All rushed forward, and for a moment he almost wanted to go back to the hotel, but in the end he took a step forward to the mosque to maintain his composure.

I have to say that walking on the streets of the old urban area is quite exhausting. You have to watch your steps and be careful not to step on the garbage and dirt, pay attention to the vehicles and pedestrians passing by, and cover your side backpack. The short [-]-meter walk made him concentrate.

When he actually walked to the door, Zhao Yimu looked down and saw the shoes all over the floor. It turned out that he had to take off his shoes when he went in. He was wearing canvas casual shoes, which were not high-end products, but compared with the old and dirty shoes all over the floor, he could say It is the most criminally valuable. The hateful thing is that his small side bag can't fit a pair of shoes, and he can't carry it. When he was in trouble, an uncle came out next to him, gave him a thin plastic bag, the kind without a handle, and opened his mouth Just say: "50 rupees"

It’s ridiculous to ask for 50 rupees for this rotten bag! But there seemed to be no other way in front of him. Just as he was still hesitating, another hand holding a red and white plastic bag reached out to him and said, “10 rupees.”

When Zhao Yimu looked up and saw the person speaking, he was stunned for a moment, then raised the corner of his mouth and called, "Nick?"

"Hey, my friend" Nick imitated the Indian accent, squinted his eyes in the sun and said with a smile: "We meet again! What a fate!"