Super Trick or Treat System

Chapter 278:

…"She can come too."

The boy turned around and waved the woman. She walked in, shaking. Interestingly, Li Huai never imagined that a ghost would do that.

"Hello, Anna," he said.

"Good morning sir…"

"Love."

"Look," the boy said to his aunt. "Like I said, this is \'love\' in French."

The woman said: "I lost my confidence there for a while. I don't think anyone can help Li Huo."

"It's been a while," Li Hao said. "But I am here now. I see you."

Meldrum Strong "has a way" with him. You need all the skills to make him pass the quarrel point. But once this is forgotten, there is no better business boss in the universe. He likes to put the bell on the bell on the table, and it feels like someone jumps into Tibet, Wei Heiwei or Honolulu. That is Meldrum Strange.

When he sent me from San Francisco, where I was enjoying vacation, to New York, where he was enjoying business, I took the first train.

When I walked into his office twenty minutes after the Chicago flyer arrived at Grand Central Station, he said, "You have been walking for a long time." "Look at this!" he roared, pushing a clipping of a Western newspaper. Into my hands.

"What about?" I asked when I finished reading.

"This office is always busy when you waste time on the West Coast." He snorted, looking more like General Grant than ever, and he drew out his cigar and started chewing. "Li Huai has handed over the matter to the British government and has been kept for investigation."

"I think you want me to go to Washington."

"You must go to India immediately."

I replied: "The tailoring is two months old." "Why didn't I wire it when I was in Egypt?"

"Look at this!" He replied, and pushed a letter on the table.

It carries the address of a club in Simla.

Medrum Strange. ,

Grim, Ramsden and Rose,

new York.

Dear Sir,

After I recently resigned from the British Indian Army, as long as you have sufficient sense of responsibility in India to provide services to me, I will be free to provide services to your company. My qualifications and records are known to the British Embassy in Washington, DC, and I can refer it to you. This is based on the suggestion of-(he gave the name of a British cabinet minister, and I know I am making this suggestion; he is enough Excellent, you can promise to support any application I may make. If you are interested in this, please send me a telegram and I will serve you at any time until your letter has time to reach Shimla. If your condition orders If people are satisfied, I will accept my telegram immediately.

loyal

Arthur et al

"Do you know who he is?" asked strangely. "That's the guy who has been to the old town. This is the best special agent in the history of the UK. Of course I called him. This is his contract. You give it to him. This is the whole content of the promotion. The fastest way The route to India, sign this man Arthur, and then follow them, because both of you are worth it. That’s all."

My passport has not expired yet, I can make Mauritania. Besides, I have no mercy on the expense account. A plane took me from Liverpool to London, and then from London to Paris.

I don’t care how often you arrive in Mumbai, the pleasure has increased. When the guns announce the sunrise, you will emit steam at dawn, and the dreamy bay flashes like the sight of the prophet-temples, domes, minarets, palm trees, roofs, towers and masts.

Almost before the anchor fell into the spawning twisted waters of the Apollo River, a local boat was rowing by, and a well-dressed local climbed up the companion ladder to seek me. I gave Jin a wireless phone, but his messenger left even before the bank agent, and the bank agents swarmed to sell customs business.

He handed me a letter in which it simply stated that the bearer, Gulab Lal Singh, would take care of me and my property. So I paid attention to that man. He is a well-tied guy, handsome, with a Roman nose, and not afraid of gentlemen's eyes.

He said that Major King was in Mumbai but was detained due to emergency. However, he invited me to have breakfast in Major Jin's dormitory, so instead of waiting for the regular launch, I entered the local sailing boat with him. And he seemed to have some kind of amulet for the charming official, because on the dock, an official signaled to Li Huai without even checking my passport.

Li Huai finally drew a picture in front of a long and neat little bungalow on a long street for use by British officials. Guara Lal Singh took me directly to the dining room, eating breakfast with his own hands, standing silently behind a chair while I was eating.

Without much effort, I could see his face in the mirror on the right. When I thought he hadn't noticed, I studied him carefully.

"Is there anything sahib needs to take care of?" He asked when the meal was finished.

"Yes." I said and took out an envelope. "This is your contract, Major King. If you agree, Li Huai can also sign it and mail it to New York."

I hope to see him look surprised, but he just sat at the table, read the contract carefully, and then signed it.

Then Li Badi walked to a balcony, which was isolated from the street by brown.

"How long does it take you to grow a beard?" was his first surprising question.

Before long, I learned how he can treat different people. He just chose his own extraordinary way to receive me. This is the best way to keep real contact with me without wasting time. He did not praise me for covering up his views, nor did he apologize for failing to maintain this deception. He sat across from him, studying me like a morning newspaper, and I praised him.

"Look," he said suddenly, as if the previous conversation had been interrupted, "Due to the war, the government lost control, so I resigned from the army. In my opinion, you are like a kind of God sent. Is it Meldrum? Is it as rich as they say?"

I nodded.

"Is he fighting for power?"

"He is committed to improving the world, but he enjoys the feeling of the world. He is absolutely at the level."

"I wrote a letter to Strange, in which he said you have hunted and prospected all over the world. Does this include India?"

I nodded.

"Do you know any language?"

"Hindustan is enough to deceive foreigners."

"Punjabi?"

I nodded.

Remind you, I should be the boss of this guy.

He said: "I think Li Huai will be able to cooperate."

"Are you familiar with the facts?" he asked me.