Rebirth of India: Superior

Although Shakru has never been to Hyderabad, he knows that this sixth largest city in India is located in central India and is the capital of Andhra Pradesh. However, it does not seem to have any special place. It is more like a man's paradise. There was no relationship, so he asked curiously: "Brother Mohammad, why do you say Hyderabad is a paradise for men?"

The bearded Mohammad glanced around, and then said mysteriously: "You can now get short-term brides in Hyderabad. Not only are the prices cheap, but you can get a legal divorce after two months without leaving any consequences. It's a pity, brother You are not a ****, otherwise you can marry four at once. Last time I took a vacation, I married four little girls, each of them was just eleven or twelve years old, so young..."

Shakru asked with some confusion: "I remember isn't this kind of contract marriage prohibited?"

Mohammad explained: "It is indeed prohibited in other states, but it is different in Hyderabad. There are priests designated by the government to officiate weddings, so there must be no problem in terms of safety. By the way, I will give it to you. Look at this." As he spoke, Mohammad took out a marriage certificate from his bag and said, "Look, this is my last marriage certificate. Everything is written clearly on it."

Shakru took the marriage certificate and saw that it clearly stated that their marriage would be automatically dissolved eight weeks from the date of marriage. There was also the priest's seal on it. Seeing this, Shakru couldn't help but sigh secretly. In his previous life, he had heard that this kind of disguised sex transaction under the guise of "contract marriage" existed in some places, but he didn't expect it to happen in India. Andhra Pradesh is a state in India with a relatively high concentration of criminals. The reputation and influence of priests among the people are very great. I didn't expect that they were doing this kind of thing secretly.

"But even if a priest presides over it, can the little girl and her parents agree?"

"The majority of the money belongs to her parents, how could they not agree? As for the little girl, she will definitely have some ideas, but this problem is solved by her parents. It is said that if she does not agree, her parents will She will be punished," Mohammad said confidently.

Shakru asked in surprise: "No way, other than the girl's parents, does anyone else have a share of this kind of money?"

Mohammad nodded and said: "Of course. You see, the fee for a girl is one hundred thousand rupees, but the girl's parents can only get eighty thousand rupees. The other ten thousand is given to the priest, and the other ten thousand is given by the intermediary. Button it down.”

Hearing this, Shakru was a little speechless. There are people making such shady money, and the girl's parents are really willing to give up. This is basically pushing their own girl into a pit of fire. Having experienced this kind of thing, How could a good family still marry her? In the end, the only possibility is to continue on this path of selling one's body. But having said that, marrying four people at once, dumping them when you get tired of it, and continuing to marry them after dumping them, this kind of life was really unimaginable before.

Just when he was thinking wildly, Mohammad came over and said: "How is it, brother? Are you tempted? Do you want to come with me? Although you can't marry four at once, it's fun to play with them one by one. of!"

Shakru waved his hands repeatedly and said: "No, no, I don't like little lolita, I still like mature women."

Mohammad glanced at Mustafina and the others, then smacked his lips and said: "Well, looking at the beautiful assistants your brother brought, I should have guessed your taste, but to be honest, this lady Both Lolita and Lolita have their own merits. Those little girls are all babies, and the struggle is so delicious..."

This shameless description made Shakru really unbearable. Fortunately, Mustafina reached over and asked: "Boss, what are you talking about? It seems very interesting."

Since Shakru and Mohammad had been talking in Hindi, the people around them could not understand their conversation, but Shakru interrupted Mohammad with her question. He raised his head and replied casually: "You are too young to understand."

But what he didn't expect was that as soon as he returned to his seat, Kabaeva, who was sitting next to him, immediately came over, leaned into his ear and said: "Boss, it's normal that you don't like little lolita. Just what you said yesterday That little girl is so crazy at night, no girl can resist your torment."

"Then didn't you persist for so long last night?"

As soon as he got off the plane, Shakru started to get busy. Although he had bought the patent rights for sildenafil, sildenafil alone was not enough. It had to be converted into finished drugs. Fortunately, due to the availability of generic drugs It is a developed country, so India’s pharmaceutical industry is rich in talents. Although its innovation ability is a bit poor, it is not difficult to go from sildenafil to the little blue pill. It’s just that no one thought about it before.

In fact, Shakru had already prepared for the worst, that is, if it didn't work, he would conduct the research himself. Because in fact the crudest production method is to mix sildenafil powder and corn flour. The only thing he doesn't know now is the ratio of the two.

Because in his previous life, before he traveled through time, he saw a news report that the police uncovered a large underground laboratory that manufactured counterfeit blue pills. The owner of this laboratory also used medicinal powder and ingredients without knowing the formula of the blue pills. Counterfeit medicine made by mixing corn flour.

But fake drugs are fake drugs, but they are still very conscientious and experimental. After he prepared pills according to different proportions, he asked his workers to take them separately. After taking the medicine, they asked them to go to the hair salon to have their hair washed by service staff (is this a literary way of saying it?). He reimbursed the expenses, and then improved the proportions based on the feedback from his workers and the hair salon service staff. Finally, he came up with the formula. So after being arrested, he proudly said to the police: "My medicines are all clinically verified."

As soon as the report came out, netizens responded enthusiastically. Because the boss was responsible for paying for the hair washing, many people applied to work in this factory. In addition, many people praised this as a conscientious enterprise. Now, many people who make food dare not eat what they make, and those who make medicine do not take the medicine they produce themselves, but this gang actually let their subordinates test the medicine first. It can be seen that they are serious and responsible about their work. In addition, there are some remarks condemning the production and sale of counterfeit goods, but they were buried because the number was too small.

Although Shakru had never taken this kind of medicine, he knew that as long as the dosage was not too large, it would not kill people, so he thought that the experimental process of this gang could still be used as a reference. The only pity was that he was busy watching the excitement at the time and did not write down the proportion of the powder, otherwise there would be no need to do this now.

Fortunately, the recruitment of researchers was still very smooth, and Shakru did not need to use this most crude research method, but soon another problem that gave him a headache appeared. Mobile users please visit http://m.piaotia.net