Long Lincoln slowly stops in the parking lot outside the gate of the palace, which is thousands of years old in the capital of India and Myanmar. A car behind him also stops. A translator named Xiao Zhang, who works as today's valet, comes forward quickly and opens the door of Lincoln's car with a smile.

Xiao Qiang stepped out of the car. Meng Bingling came to him with high heels and gently straightened his clothes. He said in a concerned voice, "my husband, you must be careful. I'm not familiar here. Peace is the most important thing."

"Well, ice cream, you go back first. Don't worry, I won't mess with you." Xiao Qiang hugged her and waved with a smile, "I see you get on the bus."

Mengbingling blushes, Tiantian nods with a smile, turns around and gets Miaoman into the car.

As the Lincoln car slowly drove away, Xiao Qiang pulled his black suit coat, looked up and turned around to enjoy the ancient and mysterious Indian Burmese palace with translator Zhang.

The imperial palace of India and Myanmar does not cover a large area, which is far less than that of the Imperial Palace in the capital of China. However, the style of the palace is quite different. The top of each piece of palace is gilded, which makes it look magnificent everywhere. At the same time, the sharp corner and the square architectural style give people a kind of light majesty, which symbolizes the supremacy of imperial power.

Walking along the gate, Xiao Qiang handed the invitation to the guard. He passed the gate and entered the square in the center of the palace. It's a big square. It's not really big, but it's no problem to accommodate dozens or hundreds of people. At this time, there were many waiting guests standing in twos and threes, most of them were out and in pairs. There were short Indian Burmese people with dark skin, white people with blond hair and blue eyes, tall white people with white skin, and even black people with pure black body. It was just like a personal hodgepodge from many different countries.

Xiao Qiang was originally a Chinese. Although his skin was whiter and taller than that of the Indo Burmese people, he still belonged to the same type. He should not be noticed and could not be the focus. But he went into the central square alone. He really stood out without a female companion. What's more, he took a male interpreter with a female companion. The combination of two men was really weird in such an occasion. No wonder many people focused on this guy for a while.

Suddenly become the focus of Xiao Qiang patted his forehead embarrassed efforts to keep a smile, as far as possible to integrate into the crowd. Now he really has some regrets. He knew earlier that it would be better to let Meng Bingling come with him, and save the embarrassment of his female companion.

"Hello, this gentleman, is he an arms dealer?" Not far away, a foreign fat man holding his female companion, a beautiful white woman came to Xiao Qiang, smiling, stretched out her hand and said in Y language, "I'm James hawk, the representative of Lyman company from Y country. Nice to meet you."

Xiao Zhang immediately translated the words to Xiao Qiang. He didn't understand why the guy named James would take the initiative to chat with him, but he still shook hands with him politely and introduced himself in Chinese, "my name is Xiao Qiang, from China, and I'm the representative of yuanqiang arms company."

After the translator said the words to James, the smile on the guy's face soon faded down, chatted a few words, then found an excuse to leave. Xiao Qiang didn't understand what was going on, and other arms dealers approached him to talk with him. But like James, most of them lost interest after talking for a few words, so they consciously left. It took Xiao Qiang a long time to react. It turned out that it took a long time for these arms dealers to get to know him? As for the reason why they are so indifferent after the introduction, it's not because yuanqiang military industrial company is not famous. They think it's not a threat and look down on it!

Xiao Qiang sneers at himself coldly. It's nothing to be despised by these arms dealers. After all, he's just a representative of a leather bag company. It's normal for him not to be famous. What does it matter that these arms dealers look down on him? As long as the smuggled arms can be successfully sent to menggan under the pretext of weapons exhibition, that is the most important thing.

Xiao Qiang, who is self-adjusting, takes the interpreter to find a free place with the champagne and drinks it for himself. He really enjoys the undisturbed environment at the party. But the translator next to him couldn't see it. He couldn't help saying, "boss Xiao, what's so great about these guys? They don't like us. We don't like them yet!"

Xiao Qiang opened his eyes and looked at the translator. He laughed and didn't speak. This translation chapter is not his own, so he is not willing to explain too much to him. In a word, Meng Bingling thinks that he only knows Chinese, but he doesn't know Indo Burmese and y, so he finds a full-time interpreter who knows three languages to be his microphone. Now it's good. Xiao Qiang's side is very lonely and happy. The translation seems to be in vain.

As time goes by, the dinner will start soon, and the people in this small square have gathered almost. Not long after, under the guidance of the palace guards, people began to walk up the square steps and toward the main hall of the palace.

The most luxurious and exquisite building is the palace hall above the square. It is not only spacious, but also exquisitely carved. The transparent and smooth marble floor and six golden stone pillars are on both sides. It is magnificent and full of luxury. It is really a palace.

At this time, in the main hall of the palace, two rows of Western-style dining tables were set up, which were full of delicious food, and rows of red wine cups filled with wine, as if waiting for the guests to taste.

"Hello, friends from afar!" Just as they were attracted by this situation, a middle-aged man standing under the high throne suddenly made a sound, clapped his hands and laughed at them, and said in standard and fluent y, "I'm very glad that you distinguished guests can come to our Indian Burmese palace in person. My name is daotuo. You can call me Wu daotuo. It's my great honor to serve as the Royal manager for your majesty, I hope you can feel the sincerity of our country and help the development of our army. Tonight, in the palace, her majesty will personally meet with all the distinguished guests to thank you for your coming! "

After translating the words of the Royal manager of Wu daotuo to Xiao Qiang in a low voice, Xiao Zhang added in a low voice, "Mr. Xiao, you may not be familiar with India and Myanmar, so you don't understand it. This Wu daotuo is not an ordinary person. He is not only the Royal Manager, but also the leader of the Liberal Party of India and Myanmar, the president of the house of Representatives, He is also close to the military liberals. He is a powerful official in both military and political circles. The election between India and Myanmar will be held soon, and the voice of the new prime minister in the future will be the highest. It is estimated that he will not be far away

Xiao Qiang didn't expect this middle-aged man to be so powerful. He only responded to Xiao Zhang's words. Is this guy the future Prime Minister of India and Myanmar? Prime minister, that's equivalent to the existence of the presidency of other countries. My dear, this guy is really a great figure in India and Myanmar!

"Pa pa pa..." when Wu daotuo's voice dropped, deafening applause broke out in the palace. It was obvious that these arms dealers did not expect such a high standard of reception from India and Myanmar, and they also felt that they had a lot of face. The empress is the symbol of the highest representative of India and Myanmar. She can meet in person. It can be imagined that India and Myanmar attach great importance to this weapons exhibition. It's a good thing to be valued by others. With the empress coming out, will the arms purchased by the Indian and Burmese army be less? The arms dealers are undoubtedly full of expectations for the arms trade during this trip to India and Myanmar.