"Damn, no wonder this old man doesn't care about me who is fucking his wife, no matter which one he is. It turns out that his goal is a younger girl, and he is a sister again. Naturally, he is not interested in Latika and other women with his grass fruit. It's so fucking good to be an Indian man. As long as he has money, grass tender can be unscrupulous," Wu Neng thought.

"Miss Ina, what about your father's wives now? Including your mother, do they care about your father's concubines? What should you do if you just want your father?" Zhang Ling asked with a smile.

"How dare my mother and the others deal with my father? What if my father divorces? In our India, men can divorce a woman at will, and there is no reason at all. If they can't stand it, they can divorce her. Women have no way to protect themselves. They can only swallow their anger and endure their husbands constantly marrying young women who are more beautiful than them. Since I was sensible, I have never seen my father live with my mother. What I feel most deeply is that my father will marry a new wife after a few years, and some wives he doesn't like are divorced by him," said Ina.

"Oh, he is married like this, do you hate your father?" Wu Neng asked with a smile.

"No hate, my father's friends are similar. Indian men have been like this since ancient times, and we are used to it. It can be said that father is the most special to me. It is difficult for ordinary Indian women to have the opportunity to study abroad. I am very content. I understand that my father's behavior is very immoral in your eyes, but in our eyes, it is his power. So although I understand that his behavior is wrong, I will not stop him because I am an Indian," said Ina.

The three of them chatted all the way back to Taba Chinatown. With Ina as the guide, they quickly found the Wang leather shop and met the boss Wang Qing again. He was about to close the store. Wang Qing was very surprised that Wu Neng and Zhang Ling were driven by a very beautiful Indian girl.

"Miss Zhang Ling, who is this girl?" he asked, pointing at Miss Ina.

"Oh, she is Miss Ina. We came from Beijing together. Brother Wang Qing, where can we talk about the procedures?" Zhang Ling asked with a smile.

"Oh, there is no hurry to do this. Miss Zhang Ling, you go to the food city for dinner first, come all the way, and welcome your two friends who have come from afar tonight. Although I grew up in Taba, I also know the tradition of our Chinese people. It would be a pleasure to have friends coming from afar!" Wang Qing smiled, and after that, he nodded to Miss Yina and Wu Neng with a smile.

Wang Qing also had a small van. He drove the way in front. Ina took Zhang Ling and Wu Neng behind and arrived at the entrance of the Beijing Hotel, the largest hotel in China Food City. He stopped the car, and Ina also parked next to his car.

The three got out of the car and followed Wang Qing to the private room in the Beijing Hotel. Wu Neng and Zhang Ling looked up and saw that there were four people sitting in the private room. One of them was Wang Qing's Chinese wife. No matter what his nationality was, he looked like a Chinese. The other three were Indian women, and they were married, with nose decorations and a red dot on their foreheads. This was an iconic thing.

After Wang Qing asked Zhang Ling and Wu Neng, Yina sat down, she began to introduce the women in the box. It turned out that the three Indian women were also his wives, and he now has four wives.

Damn, no wonder I didn’t go back to China. I turned out to live a life of many wives and concubines here. Wu Neng thought, however, Wang Qing’s three Indian wives looked a bit different from those of the Singer family.

Later, Wu Neng learned that in addition to the fact that Wang Qing married these three Indian women, in addition to the things under men liked to try out, there was another important reason. The three women gave him a lot of dowry and added three main labor force, because his factories and stores needed labor force, and these three women worked very quickly, better than his Chinese wife.

After the introduction, Wang Qing asked Zhang Ling to order food, and Zhang Ling gave it to Wu Neng again. Wu Neng was not polite and chose expensive ones. He thought to himself, if you make money from us, you will have to pay some blood.

When Wang Qing and his wife saw that Wu Neng ordered a lot of expensive dishes, they felt sore! But it was not easy to have an attack.

After a while, the food and food were all served. Wang Qing raised his glass and said, "Come on, Miss Zhang Ling, Mr. Wu Neng, Miss Ina, welcome you to India as a guest."

"Haha, Brother Wang Qing, please trouble you, please!" Zhang Ling smiled. Wu Neng and Yina also raised their wine glasses, but Wang Qing's wives did not raise their wine glasses. He said that they would not drink, so Wu Neng and Zhang Ling naturally would not say anything.

After simmering a bite of wine, Wu Neng started talking, "Brother Wang Qing, tell us the truth, is it reliable for us to handle immigration? We are all here."
Chapter completed!