Chapter 1371 Indian Tycoon (Part 2)

The two are now lying on the deck chairs by the infinity swimming pool on the roof of the hotel, basking in the sun comfortably. The nearest servant is 50 meters away, so there is no need to worry about being heard. Mr. Ambani knew that Guo Tailai didn't say anything on the phone, and he specially invited him to Huaxia. There must be something very important.

"How should I say it?" Guo Tailai didn't hide any more, organized his tone, and then asked Mr. Ambani: "Mr. Ambani..."

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

"Okay, A." Guo Tailai immediately changed his words and continued to ask: "If, I mean if, if for some special reasons, I know some unknown history of India and some unknown Do you find it strange?"

"It's normal!" Mr. Ambani was not surprised by Guo Tailai's words at all, and said disapprovingly: "Many things in our India have not been preserved in words. But you have preserved a lot in China. I remember that Buddhism has some The classics still need to come to China to transcribe."

"Okay, it's easy to handle." Guo Tailai was afraid that Mr. Ambani had such a strong national pride, and if he had to deny it, it would be hard to say.

"What the hell is it?" Mr. Ambani could become India's leading rich man, and he had a quick mind, and immediately guessed some clues: "It has something to do with our India? Some unknown things in our country?"

"Yes!" Guo Tailai nodded: "A group of treasures that have been dusty for a long time!"

"Treasure?" Mr. Ambani's first reaction was not to ask what treasure and where it is, but asked Guo Tailai curiously: "If no one knows, why don't you go and get it out yourself?"

"Because that is your Indian cultural heritage." Guo Tailai said with a long sigh: "If you know the modern history of China, you will know that my motherland was plundered by people crazily more than a hundred years ago. It doesn’t feel good, and I don’t want to be that kind of robber. It’s your Indian treasure, so I think it’s most appropriate to hand it over to you, a pure Indian.”

"Thank you, G!" Mr. Ambani seemed to have really understood that period of China's history, and he sighed after hearing the words: "We were once enslaved by the British, but we were finally independent."

As a super-rich man, Mr. Ambani also feels sorry for the history of his country. However, if Guo Tailai did not want to buy the Indian treasure for this reason, then the treasure obviously does not have much money. Maybe it's hundreds of millions or billions at most, maybe even less. For a rich man like Guo Tailai, it's not worth his attention, and he has to bear a bad reputation for it.

"That is an ancient temple." Guo Tailai continued: "Maybe there are still people guarding it, but there must not be too many people, because it has been desolate for many years."

"Do you need me to get those treasures out and we can deal with them together?" Mr. Ambani asked with a smile.

"No need!" Guo Tailai turned his head to look at Mr. Ambani, shook his head with a smile, and said, "Ah, that is your Indian treasure. You can handle it yourself, keep 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 seriously.

"Because you are one of the few Indians I know." Guo Tailai explained with a smile: "Among the Indians I know, except you, no one has the ability to handle this batch of tens of billions of dollars. wealth."

With a thud, Mr. Ambani's recliner flipped over. He wanted to stand up on it because he was surprised, but the movement was too big, and he flipped over. He was wearing only a pair of swimming trunks and fell directly to the ground.

The servant not far away saw this scene and ran over like crazy. It's unforgivable that my master tripped over a chair right under my nose!

Several servants rushed to help Mr. Ambani up, but Mr. Ambani yelled at him fiercely: "Go away, go far away, don't interfere with our chat!"

The servants hurriedly left aggrieved, and hid again fifty meters away.

Mr. Ambani stood barefoot on the ground and walked around a few times very anxiously. The air conditioner here could not make him feel the slightest coolness, so he simply jumped into the swimming pool and swam two laps vigorously. His mind cooled down a little.

Coming up from the swimming pool dripping wet, he grabbed a bath towel and wiped himself twice indiscriminately. Seeing this, several servants in the distance wanted to come over to serve, but they were all warned not to approach by their master's fierce eyes.

Two folded papers were handed over from Guo Tailai, and Ambani took them. The two papers had been placed here from the beginning, and he never knew what they were. Open it, the first piece of paper is a latitude and longitude coordinates, and the second piece of paper is a structure diagram of the distribution of temple buildings and secret chambers. Where there are treasures, they are all marked with crosses.

Mr Ambani's hands trembled at the sight of the two sheets of paper. Even if he himself is already a rich man who actually owns tens of billions of dollars in wealth, but suddenly Guo Tailai stuffs a treasure worth tens of billions of dollars, he still can't help himself. He couldn't understand, how did Guo Tailai manage to stuff tens of billions of dollars to himself without being tempted at all?

"What do you want?" After taking two sips of iced drink, Mr. Ambani still felt his throat was dry, so he couldn't help asking in a low voice.

"First of all, if there are any Chinese cultural relics in it, they are mine." Guo Tailai knew that his internationalism, which is selfless and dedicated to others, is absolutely untenable in Ambani's eyes. Have a plan, otherwise who will give tens of billions of dollars of wealth to others? He had to draw something before he dared to take these things with peace of mind. Indian cultural relics belong to India, but Chinese cultural relics belong to Chinese, there is no problem at all.

"Of course!" Mr. Ambani didn't take this small request to heart at all. Who would put a lot of Chinese cultural relics in India's ancient wealth? How much can be given to Guo Tailai.

"Second, there is a three-and-a-half-foot-high diamond-encrusted statue of Vishnu." Guo Tailai continued to raise his request: "I want to see it."

"Just for a look?" Mr. Ambani asked suspiciously: "If it's just a statue, I can give it to you."

"No, that's your statue." Guo Tailai shook his head: "I just have to look at it."

"What else?" Mr Ambani asked next. He didn't believe that Guo Tailai gave him tens of billions of wealth information, just such a trivial thing.

"Alas!" Guo Tailai sighed before saying, "Ten percent. Except for Chinese cultural relics, I don't want other things inside. When the time comes, you can estimate the value yourself. I want cash or gold worth 10 percent."

"Deal!" Mr. Ambani breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Guo Tailai's last request.

That's right! How can there be any benefit for no reason? You must have your own demands!