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Of course, to the extent of ridiculousness, Wang Yan's so-called dislike of betting is ten times more ridiculous than a kitten not eating fish. Who doesn't know about the super power world? Your son of flame is making bets with people everywhere by pretending to be a pig and eating tiger, and making bets with people everywhere.

It can even be said that more than half of his resources have been won by betting. Now he says that he doesn't like betting or something, which is shameless.

"Okay, okay." Linghu Yaojue slapped his forehead and was too lazy to refute to him, "Even if you don't like to bet, in short, you are not allowed to bet with others, right?"

"What if someone forced me to bet?" Wang Yan said helplessly, "Actually, most of the time, I was forced."

Linghu Yaojue snorted and said, "I'm going to force you to see the situation, and ask me for instructions in advance."

"Okay, I'll listen to you then." Wang Yan looked honest and honest.

Seeing Wang Yan being honest, Linghu Yaojue became even more suspicious. Wang Yan is not such an honest personality? She suppressed the doubts in her heart and snorted: "Third point, this time I go to India, I hope you have a good relationship with the Shiva Goddess and don't bully her anymore. After all, this is related to the general policy of the two superpower circles joining forces to cooperate."

"Although it's a bit difficult." Wang Yan said after deliberately pondering for a few seconds, "But since this is Director Linghu's wish, I will naturally abide by it. Don't worry, this time I will definitely do my best to win the forgiveness of the goddess Shiva."

This job is already highly consistent with his Wang Yan's strategic goals, and he agreed without any psychological burden at all.

But as soon as this said, Linghu Yaojue became even more suspicious of Wang Yan's purpose of this trip. But she could only keep the suspicion in her stomach. If it really doesn't work, then act according to the opportunity.

After the two discussed the conditions for the country to travel to the country, they quickly began to work on various matters. In fact, sending a delegation to the country this time is also beneficial to the entire country's non-government bureau.

After all, India and China are both the two superpopular countries in Asia, and they are both in rapid development. However, there are very few exchanges and cooperation between the two countries, and they are often hostile and conflicting.

Now that the global magic disaster is approaching, the superpower world must strengthen the cooperation between the two parties and take advantage of the superpower world to unite in order to defeat the powerful and cruel abyss demon clan.

The only thing I was a little worried about was Wang Yan.

But Wang Yan was determined to go by himself. He was one of the most outstanding young talents in China. Naturally, it was impossible for the State Administration of China to stop him from going. After discussion by senior officials, he decided to send Gao Mingyue to join the delegation.

Gao Mingyue is also one of the world's famous young masters, another woman who can ease the tension with the Shiva goddess. Moreover, she can more or less dissuade Wang Yan.

Time flies, a few days later.

An improved large aircraft affiliated to the State Administration of Non-Country slowly landed at Gandhi International Airport in the Indian capital New Delhi. This international airport was originally one of the busiest airports with flights in India.

But at this time, the entire airport had entered a controlled state and all flights were suspended for two hours.

Wang Yan, who was lying comfortably in the cabin, saw that the plane runway was full of honor guards, and he also pulled a huge Chinese-language banner, "Welcome the delegation of the China-Africa Bureau to visit India."

After the guard of honor, there are brand new luxury cars.

Some people in the super power world were also in line, holding up various welcome flags. The one standing at the front of the line was Indira Brahmin, the goddess of Shiva Church in India.

She wore the most gorgeous traditional Indian costume, covered with a white veil on her face, looking mysterious and charming.

Behind her were several elderly people dressed in formal clothes, all of whom were extraordinary, and they were obviously elders among the descendants of the gods.

"Tsk tsk, the Indians are really big." Wang Yan smiled, "Their American father and president come here, right?"

"Indian countries were independent in 1950, and our Chinese countries were liberated in 1949." Linghu Yaojue hugged his hands and said with a faint expression, "Each of them is one of the four ancient civilizations, and it is easy to be compared together. In the past, Indians had a strong sense of pride and believed that China was strong everywhere. But now, China has completely risen and is not comparable to Indians everywhere. Indians will inevitably feel sour in their hearts. Putting this kind of luxurious formation is also to show their strength in front of us."

"Haha, I heard that most Indians have the impression of us that have been decades or even hundreds of years ago." Wang Yan shrugged and smiled, "I hope I won't make a joke this time."

"As long as you don't cause trouble, there will be no jokes." Linghu Yaojue glared at him angrily, feeling a little dissatisfied. This time, Wang Yan's contribution was just one sentence, and he went to India to visit.

As a result, from group formation to diplomatic notes, to contacting each other and discussing, it was all her, Linghu Yaojue, who was busy with everything. Wang Yan was very happy to be the boss.

Even when Linghu Yaojue asked him to do something, he repeatedly refused, saying that this visiting group was fully in charge of Director Linghu. Wang Yan was afraid of doing something wrong, so he simply stopped doing it. Everything was arranged by the director.

This made Linghu Yaojue so angry that his teeth were itchy, but he had no choice but to work hard to do the whole thing as a serious thing.

At the same time, the young students were also excited and almost pressed their faces to the porthole.

Zhao Chengtian, a middle-aged young man with red hair, was so excited that his eyes shone: "Brothers, look, those beauties have great figures, this, this, this dress is so exciting, they are simply killers of young men like us.

He refers to the group of beauties from the guard of honor. They all wore sexy dance dresses and danced traditional Indian dances next to the plane, which was extremely hot and hot.

I have to admit that there are still many beautiful beauties in India.

"Where is it, I'll look, I'll look." Zhang Wei squeezed towards the window desperately, his eyes wider than a copper bell, and his mouth widened, "Oh oh oh, what an open country, I like it~"

"Hmph!" An An, who was dressed like a doll, hugged her hands and curled her lips, "Boys are all too childish." After that, she turned her head and looked at Wang Yan who was lying comfortably in front of her, narrowing her eyes slightly, "After all, Principal Wang is still mature and steady."

Unfortunately, if you hear this sentence, you will definitely vomit three liters of blood. Where is your Principal Wang mature and steady?
Chapter completed!