Entertainment Starting From Operation Red Sea

Chapter 1207 Boss, this car is for rent (please collect, recommend, and monthly pass)

Compared with Reliance Industries' over-the-top welcome ceremony, Xu Chuan's trip was extremely low-key.

He wished that no one else knew where he was.

But even so, many media have already found out Xu Chuan's flight number.

When he got off the plane, he was surrounded by numerous media.

Then Young Master Xu did something that shocked everyone and ran away.

He ran towards the car that Curtis had prepared, then jumped directly from the window into the back seat, "Oh, drive, drive quickly..."

"MD, don't let me find out who revealed my flight number." Xu Chuan said angrily.

"BOSS, long time no see, my loyal Curtis is willing to serve you."

Curtis turned his head, looking arrogant.

"QNNND, drive quickly."

"Okay."

The rented Rolls-Royce Phantom started immediately and rushed out of Mumbai's Chhatrapati Shivaji International Airport at an instant speed.

Curtis was very excited, "Boss, why are you here alone? Where is that guy Fiennes?"

Lynn Fiennes' team is Xu Chuan's personal bodyguards. It would be remiss not to follow the BOSS at this time.

"They were requisitioned by Nikita, and there's nothing I can do if we don't have enough manpower."

Xu Chuan didn't care. With Fiennes and his group around, his goal might be more conspicuous.

"BOSS, maybe someone didn't leak your itinerary."

Damien Scott, who was sitting in the passenger seat, handed over his mobile phone. Only then did Xu Chuan know that someone had taken a photo of him when he was transferring and posted it online.

This **** actually added a joke, "I'm on the same flight as the God of Misfortune. Will anything happen?"

"Fuckme, this bastard..."

Xu Chuan cursed.

The car drove onto the highway connecting the city. The Taj Mahal Hotel is located in Mumbai Port, almost thirty kilometers from the airport.

"This **** Brahmin temporarily changed the hotel."

Xu Chuan said angrily that he only received the notice when he was changing flights.

It was probably because the richest man in Asia was worried about what kind of trap Umbrella had laid in the previous hotel.

So the adjustment was made just a few hours before his arrival.

"Boss, it's a coincidence that the two of us also live there."

Curtis said, "Don't worry, we have wiped the entire hotel before, so there won't be any surprises."

When this group of people arrived in an unfamiliar environment, the first thing they had to do was to investigate the surrounding environment and know the possible evacuation routes.

"We are already very familiar with the environment inside. It's not impossible for you to be an Indian."

Xu Chuan was noncommittal about this matter, and his focus was on another matter.

"Damn it, you two stingy guys actually stayed in such a nice hotel? It couldn't be Curtis's treat, right?"

When these two come together, the one who is being plotted is of course Curtis.

"Ha..." Damien Scott laughed. His young boss was really an interesting guy.

"Boss, the most famous Leopold Cafe in Mumbai is near the hotel. You can try it."

Scott knew that the other party did not drink, so he provided a nice relaxing place, which is also a famous attraction in Mumbai.

…

In the Taj Mahal Hotel, all the staff are busy nervously. They have to prepare the entire presidential suite on the top floor.

This time they will receive not only the president of Reliance Industries, but also the chairman of the currently famous UC Technology.

Of course, there are many well-known people invited by Reliance Industries. Most of these people are executives from European and American energy companies and are considered peers in the industry.

Others are politicians and celebrities in Mumbai, who are witnesses to the reconciliation between Reliance Industries and Umbrella.

This is also Mukesh Abani's efforts to restore his image.

He wanted to use the most luxurious hospitality to tell these people that his status in India and in the Reliance Industries Group had not changed.

When Xu Chuan arrived, he thought he had caught up with the ceremony for Abani to marry Queen Dayang.

There are hundreds of employees at the Taj Mahal Hotel, and the whole gang turned out like a grand festival.

There are also some hotel guests who are watching the excitement. The Taj Mahal Hotel has more than 500 rooms, and it is impossible for Mukesh Abani to book the entire hotel.

When Xu Chuan saw this scene, he immediately kicked the back of Curtis' seat and said, "Drive over."

"Okay, but boss, this car is rented, and you'll have to pay for kicking me like this."

When Xu Chuan heard this, he immediately raised his foot and kicked it several times, "You should pay for it, you should pay for it, I will let that Brahmin buy it directly."

Under the gaze of hundreds of people, the Rolls-Royce Phantom drove directly past the gate like a gust of wind.

Ah this...

The hotel manager and the Reliance Industries personnel who had already arrived were confused.

The media’s flashbulbs were so joyful. This was so rare and so interesting.

Mukesh Abani, who was waiting in the hotel, turned green when he received the news.

He could already think of how the media would report this matter. He immediately called his secretary and asked people to stop the reporters from reporting randomly.

But his face soon darkened again, as most of the media and television stations in Mumbai were controlled by his younger brother.

And the other party wanted him to die quickly, how could he help him control public opinion.

A report about the suspected collapse of negotiations between Reliance Industries and Umbrella directly caused Reliance Industries' stock price to plummet.

Xu Chuan asked Curtis to park the car behind the hotel, then got out of the car and walked into the luxury hotel.

The decoration here is quite retro. Compared with some hotels known for their luxury, the Taj Mahal Hotel is more restrained, commonly known as low-key luxury.

It is said that when the founder of the Tata Group went to a luxury hotel with a British friend, he was kicked out because he was Indian.

From that moment on, the Indian legend vowed to create an Indian luxury hotel.

Xu Chuan felt that he must have thought about putting up a sign saying that Britons and dogs were not allowed, but he might not have dared.

Entering the hotel, Young Master Xu finally met the richest man in Asia who was born in Yemen and graduated from Stanford University Business School.

This man is not too tall, he is not too bloated, and his dark skin is typical of Indian Vaishyas.

Well, although Xu Chuan always calls this guy a Brahmin, according to the Indian caste system, this guy is a Vaishya.

Therefore, it is actually quite remarkable that this person's family could climb to its current status and marry a Brahmin.

Xu Chuan shook hands with the other person and pretended to avoid the other person's hug casually. He really couldn't stand the smell of Indians.

Flash lights flashed, and this historical moment was recorded by many media.

Although Xu Chuan avoided the welcoming ceremony outside, a grand ceremony was also prepared inside the hotel.

Xu Chuan was speechless. These people were really boring.

He had three or four flower garlands around his neck, and those who didn't know it thought he was in Hawaii. Then he firmly resisted the two waitresses who put red dots on his forehead with red paint.

He didn't care if this was some mysterious blessing ceremony.

It was only now that everyone discovered that Umbrella only brought two bodyguards.

The two guys were confirmed by the hotel staff to have checked in two days ago.

Mukesh Abani pretended to be calm, but there was already a huge wave in his heart. Who revealed that he would temporarily change the meeting place.

Even for the hotel, he asked people to come at short notice. How could the other party ask people to come and arrange it two days in advance?

Damn it, is there a mole around him?

But at this time there is no way to return the place.

"You are quite well prepared."

Mukesh's palace was extremely deep, and Xu Chuan's tone always seemed like there was something in his words, and his expression seemed like he already knew what Mukesh was thinking.

As everyone knows, some people always speak in a weird way.

"Mr. Grylls, please go back to your room and take a rest. We have prepared a grand welcome ceremony in the evening."

The staff of Reliance Industries let the three of Xu Chuan into the elevator.

"Return to the ceremony? Say goodbye. Let's have a meal together, then decide on the amount of compensation, and take two photos at the end to save trouble."

Xu Chuan really didn't want to play such nonsense with them.

However, Reliance Industries has made up its mind this time. This dinner has invited many celebrities. If it is not held, it will not only offend people but also fail to achieve the purpose of publicity.

Returning to the presidential suite on the top floor, the three people immediately began to inspect the room.

Great, they found eight cameras and bugs.

Xu Chuan immediately asked the hotel manager and the suite housekeeper to come up.

Seeing these things, the two people's faces turned green. As a veteran employee of the Taj Mahal Hotel for more than 30 years, the hotel manager almost jumped off the building and committed suicide.

"Sir, please believe that our hotel will never install these."

The old butler, who looked like a British man, was about to cry. People from Reliance Industries had checked the room before, and he believed that it was definitely those people who did it.

However, he couldn't say this because he couldn't offend him.

Although their boss behind the scenes is Tata, he is just a small figure.

"Okay, it's not difficult for me to do it for you. Send these things to Mukesh, and then give me a clean room."

Ha, Mukesh's rank is too low to play such small tricks with these people.

"Yes sir, yes sir.", the two people agreed again and again.

The hotel manager immediately asked the service staff to come over and help them carry their luggage.

With that posture, I really wanted to carry them on my back.

…

It's past two o'clock in the afternoon Mumbai time, and two dilapidated fishing boats are docked at the pier of Mumbai port.

More than twenty strong young men descended from the top, each carrying two huge backpacks in their hands.

Although there were people coming and going on the pier, no one paid much attention to these people.

After all, those who make a living here are the lower class people who do manual labor. It is very difficult for them to survive, so who will pay attention to other people.

These people walked out of the port smoothly and boarded two minibuses.

There were ten people sitting in one of the cars. One of them, a bald man with a beard, was talking to the others.

"Everyone has memorized the map of the hotel clearly. We will occupy the control room immediately after we move in."

He pointed his finger at two of the young men, who nodded in understanding.

Then he pointed to the other two people and said, "You get rid of the security guards."

"The others searched in pairs, layer by layer, to find the Mahad."

"As for other heretics, especially those Europeans and Americans, get rid of them all."

No one spoke. These people were so calm that it was shocking.

At the intersection of the highway, two minibuses drove in two directions.

…

The daily work rhythm has resumed in the Taj Mahal Hotel, and people from Reliance Industries have booked all the luxury rooms on the two floors above the hotel.

Each of the previous guests who stayed here received a large amount of compensation, and all their expenses at the hotel were covered.

Of course, no one raised any objections. Even those who were not short of money knew that this was a negotiation between Reliance Industries and Umbrella. No one wanted to offend two world-class companies at once.

Xu Chuan changed the room and then checked the room again. This time the room was clean.

"Why are you here? Aren't you going to investigate what happened back then?"

Only then did the three of them have time to talk about these things.

"We chased him all the way from Yilake to here and found a man named Mahad."

This matter involved Damien Scott, who of course took the initiative to explain the situation.

"Where is that person?"

Xu Chuan leaned against the dining table, picked up the grapes from the gold-plated plate and put them into his mouth.

"We only found the name, no photo, no gender, I feel like it's more of a code name."

Curtis added from the sidelines.

"This person seems to have been providing intelligence on various weapons to the ISI of Baghstan, most of which are weapons of mass destruction."

"But the problem is that this guy should belong to the European and American camp."

Xu Chuan ate a few grapes and nodded, "So, what does this have to do with you being here?"

He doesn't care about Mahad at all. The fact that this idiot is cooperating with Baba Yang's Inter-Services Intelligence Agency shows that he is not very intelligent. I wonder if it has been infiltrated by various intelligence organizations like a sieve.

"We received intelligence that this person seems to have checked into this hotel, and we don't know who he wants to contact."

Scott concluded, "But so far, we haven't made any progress."

"Ha, that's because you put all your energy into picking up girls."

Curtis exposed his friend rudely.

Scott immediately raised his middle finger, "Brother, buy me a drink and I'll teach you a few tricks."

"Fuck you, get out..."

"With all due respect, if you can buy the information, it means that this information is almost ruined."

While the three of them were joking, the woman whom Scott had chatted with earlier today was making a phone call.

The phone rang at least a dozen times before the other party picked it up.

The woman's voice was a little impatient, "Major Ashkarni? I am Mahad."