Chapter 685： Indian Tycoon (below)

The two are now lying on the side of the infinity pool on the roof of the hotel, comfortable to basking in the sun, the nearest servant is also 50 meters away, do not worry about anyone hearing. Mr. Ambani knew that Guo Tailai did not say on the phone that he had specially made him to China, and he must have something very important.

"How do you say that the sixty-six?" Guo Tailai did not conceal any more, organized a tone, and then asked Mr. Ambani: "Mr. Ambani..."

"A, call me A!" Mr. Ambani said with a smile: "Like I call you G."

"Well, A." Guo Tailai immediately changed his mouth and continued to ask: "If, I mean, if I know some Indian unknown history and some unknowns for some special reasons. Things, would you be surprised?"

"It's normal!" Mr. Ambani is not surprised at Guo Tailai's words. He does not agree with it: "Some of our Indian things are not preserved with words. And you have retained a lot of Chinese. I remember that there are some in Buddhism. Classic, you need to come to China to copy."

"Well, this is easy." Guo Tailai was still afraid that Mr. Ambani had such a strong national self-respect. If you want to deny it, then it is hard to say.

“What the **** is it?” Mr. Ambani became India’s leading tycoon, quick-minded, and immediately guessed some clues: “What about our India? Some unknown things in our country?”

“Yes!” Guo Tailai nodded. “A batch of treasures that have been dusty for a long time!”

"Hidden Treasure?" Mr. Ambani's first reaction was not to ask what treasures and treasures were there, but to ask Guo Tailai very curiously: "If no one knows, why don't you come out and get it out?"

"Because that is the cultural heritage of your India." Guo Tailai sighed and said: "If you know the history of modern China, you know that my country was madly looted more than a hundred years ago. I don't want to be the kind of robber. It is your treasure of India, so I think it is most appropriate to give you this pure Indian."

"Thank you, G!" Mr. Ambani seems to have really understood the history of China. He also sighed: "We have also been enslaved by the British, but we are still independent."

As a super-rich, Mr. Ambani is ashamed of the history of his country. However, if Guo Tailai does not print the idea of ​​the treasure for this reason, then this treasure obviously does not have much money. Perhaps it is at most hundreds of billions, and probably even less. For a rich man like Guo Tailai, it is not worthy of his temptation, but he still has an unfamous reputation.

"That is an ancient temple." Guo Tailai went on to say: "There may be people watching, but certainly not many people, because it has been desolate for many years."

"Do you need me to bring those treasures out and let us deal with them?" Mr. Ambani asked with a smile.

“No!” Guo Tailai glanced at Mr. Ambani and smiled and shook his head: “A, that is the treasure of your India. You can handle it yourself, or take it yourself, or hand it over to the government, whatever you decide.”

"Why me?" Mr. Ambani was silent for a while before he asked Guo Tailai very seriously.

"Because you are one of the few Indians I know." Guo Tailai explained with a smile: "And among the Indians I know, no one but you can handle this tens of billions of dollars. Wealth."

Suspended, Mr. Ambani’s reclining chair turned directly. He was surprised to want to get up on it. He was too big and turned directly. He only fell into the ground with a pair of swimming trunks.

The servant not far away saw this scene and ran wildly. It is unforgivable that his master has been tripped over by his chair under his own eyes.

Several servants lifted up Mr. Ambani with all his hands, but they were fiercely screamed by Mr. Ambani: "Go away, roll away, don't disturb us to chat!"

The servants grievances and quickly left, hiding again 50 meters away.

Mr. Ambani stood barefoot on the ground, and walked a few laps of anxiety. The air conditioner here could not make him feel a little cool. He jumped directly into the swimming pool and struggled for two laps. The mind cooled a little bit.

We drenched from the swimming pool and rubbed a towel to wipe it twice. Several servants in the distance saw that they wanted to come and serve, and they were warned by their own fierce eyes that they could not approach.

Two folded papers were handed over from Guo Tailai. Ambani took it by hand. The two sheets of paper were placed here from the beginning. He never knew what it was. Open, the first piece of paper is a latitude and longitude coordinate, and the second piece of paper is a structure of the temple building and the structure of the secret room. Where there is a treasure, it is forked.

Seeing the contents of these two sheets of paper, Mr. Ambani’s hand was shaking. Even if he is already a rich man who actually has tens of billions of dollars in wealth, but suddenly Guo Tailai came over a treasure worth tens of billions of dollars, he still can not be self-sustaining. He couldn't understand how Guo Tailai was so tempted to put tens of billions of dollars into himself and not be tempted.

"What do you want?" After drinking two big mouthfuls of iced drinks, Mr. Ambani still felt his throat dry and couldn't help but whisper.

"First of all, if there is any Chinese cultural relic in it, it is mine." Guo Tailai knows that his own internationalism, which is unfavorable to his own interests, is absolutely untenable in the eyes of Ambani. He must be Have a picture, otherwise who will give hundreds of billions of dollars in wealth to others? I have to figure something out, and he dares to take these things with peace of mind. The cultural relics of India are Indian, but the cultural relics of China are Chinese, and there is no problem.

"Of course!" Mr. Ambani is completely unconcerned about this small request. The ancient wealth of India, who will enlarge the amount of Chinese cultural relics? How many can give Guo Tailai.

"Second, there is a three-and-a-half-height diamond-studded Vishnu statue." Guo Tailai continued to ask his own request: "I want to see."

“Just look?” Mr. Ambani asked with a puzzled question: “It’s just a god, it’s okay to give it to you.”

"No, that is your god." Guo Tailai shook his head: "I just have to look at it."

“What else?” Mr. Ambani then asked. He does not believe that Guo Tailai gives himself tens of billions of wealth information, as long as such a trivial thing.

"Hey!" Guo Tailai sighed and said: "10 percent. Except for Chinese cultural relics, I don't want other things inside. When you estimate it yourself, I want to be worth 10% of cash or gold."

"The deal!" Mr. Ambani heard Guo Tailai's last request, which made him breathe and let go of his heart.

This is right! How can it be beneficial for no reason? I must have my own appeals!