The system forces me to be a male god

Chapter 407 I thought of it, a happy thing
At five o'clock in the morning, the plane stopped at Mumbai International Airport on time.

The full name of this airport should be: Mumbai Chhatrapati Shivaji International Airport, which is the second largest airport in Afghanistan, second only to New Delhi International Airport, and is known as the top [-] international airports.

Someone was already waiting there. They were a few men with big beards and translucent skin. When they saw Su Shengchen and his party, they laughed and went up to them.

Su Shengchen shook hands with him.

There was an interpreter next to the Ah San, and he straightened his tie at this time and planned to show off his skills.

After all, it was said on the Internet that Chinese people don't understand English at all, and the President Su in front of him probably speaks Chinese.

Su Shengchen smiled and said, "Mr. Matur, hello."

Su Shengchen spoke English, making the translator take a few steps back in embarrassment, comforting himself that this is just an anomaly, and that's not what it says on the Internet.

"Mr. Su, welcome to Ah San, we are delighted to have you here."

Abhishek Matur, also known as Mr. Matur in Su Shengchen's mouth, speaks a strange English, which sounds full of strong curry flavor.

Su Shengchen is full of all university subjects, and minor languages ​​are also a kind of university knowledge.

So this kind of English full of curry flavor, Su Shengchen said that it is completely acceptable.

"Mr. Matur, I'm also very happy to meet you. You are more handsome in person than those on the Internet." Su Shengchen came out with a big lie.

The negotiating team behind them all looked strange.

that.

Don't I remember that Mr. Su's English is a standard London accent?
What the hell is this ubiquitous Asan flavor!

"Hahaha, Mr. Su, you are the best Chinese person I have ever seen who speaks English. I even wonder if you have studied in our university."

Matur's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his thumbs in praise.

Su Shengchen was smiling on the surface, but MMP in his heart.

You are so talented!Your whole family is studying in Asan!
Eh?There seems to be nothing wrong with that...
Su Shengchen, whose thinking fell into a strange circle of logic, followed Matur and his group towards the outside of Mumbai Airport.

Perhaps to the surprise of many Chinese people, Mumbai Airport is still very luxurious. The surrounding light orange lights hit the clean floor, emitting bursts of soft light.

There are no frills, the design of the entire hall is simple, spacious and clean, it can be compared to the second and third tier cities in China!

"Mr. Su, you just came to our place, so naturally I want to invite you to enjoy our authentic delicacies, please don't refuse."

Mathur warmly invited.

Su Shengchen did not refuse. Although the negotiation team behind him had heard how "unique" Indian food was, people were always curious and would definitely try it for the first time.

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"Boss Su, I brought bread with me this time, why don't we make up for it." Wen Wen said with a bitter face.

"I also brought compressed biscuits..." Su Shengchen said helplessly, "We're all sitting here, what can we do if we don't eat?"

Although the reaction of several male compatriots was slightly better, they were still a little restless.

Opposite them, Matur gave way enthusiastically: "Everyone, please! Come and taste our delicacies!"

The so-called food is actually a plate of what should be curry sauce, with a sticky pancake on the side.

Ah San grabbed a small piece from the cake, squeezed a piece of sauce with the cake and ate it.

Wen Wen saw with her own eyes just now that a person had some blackened nails embedded in the cake - and that one, the black beard was covered with sauce, and she smiled at herself when she looked at him!
Laugh at you paralyzed!

Almost scared the old lady out of laughter!
Su Shengchen looked as usual. The system had previously modified his physical fitness, which was equivalent to that of a special soldier.

Even if you eat worms and mice, there will be no stomach problems!

Of course, in the eyes of non-A Sancai, it is still debatable whether these things are more challenging than A Sancai.

After a meal, Su Shengchen and his party went to the prepared hotel to rest.

"Come on, come on, come and share. Fortunately, I brought a lot this time." The minister of the legal department muttered, and took out some digestive medicine from his suitcase.

"I'll give you one, you one... President Su, what are you doing?"

"I'm going for a stroll, it's rare to come here once." Su Shengchen said with a smile, "Are you going?"

"I won't go! People say that in Ah San, women are not allowed to go out at night, especially a beautiful one like me." Wen Wen said.

The Minister of Law laughed.

"What do you mean!" Wen Wen stared at him fiercely.

"I think of happy things." The Minister of Legal Affairs forcibly calmed down.

"What are you happy about?"

"My wife is having a baby."

Next to him, the deputy director of the operation department couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

"Then what are you laughing at?"

"Um, my wife has a baby too."

"Your wives are the same person?" Wen Wen looked incomprehensible.

"That's right... Haha, no, they gave birth on the same day." The two forced their laughter back, but it was obviously futile.

"I repeat again, I'm not joking!"

"Pfft~ hehehehe." Everyone laughed this time.

"You bully people too much, I have been with you for a long time!"

"Secretary Wen, we have received strict induction training from President Su. No matter how funny things are, we will not laugh unless we can't help it."

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When Su Shengchen went out, Wen Wen was already teased to the point of breaking down.

No one went shopping with Su Shengchen, they would rather stay in the hotel and take drugs.

Since Su Shengchen arrived at Ah San, all he saw and heard was that kind of luxurious scene, which made him a little puzzled.

Could it be that those granny masters at a certain station in Huaxia are all nonsense?
Until now, when he was standing on Ah San's street, he remembered a word - the gap between the rich and the poor.

The ground was a bit slippery, and the liquid came from nowhere. The road was really crowded, and the unique smell of Ah San made people feel a little dizzy.

Sometimes, we complain about groups like urban management, and even feel that there is no need for them to exist.

But judging from what we have seen and heard today, this statement is simply outrageous.

On Ah San's street, the stalls of those small vendors were unscrupulous, directly occupying most of the street, even walking was difficult, let alone traffic.

Su Shengchen changed into a casual outfit, but even so, his appearance instantly killed everyone present.

In layman's terms, everyone present is Le Se.

"Is this Assam milk tea?" Su Shengchen carefully looked at a booth with signs in both English and Hindi.

It says "Assam milk tea".

Su Shengchen only drank the kind that costs a few dollars a bottle in China, or it was from a milk tea shop, but he really didn't come to Ah San to taste the original version.

Su Shengchen had some local currency on him, which was exchanged after he came here. This kind of thing is also very cheap, a small cup is only [-] cents of Huaxia currency.

Su Shengchen asked for a cup and drank it into his mouth, then imitated the example of the people next to him and smashed this simple small bowl into pieces.

Don't say it, it's still cool~
(End of this chapter)