Vol 6 Chapter 245: Trouble starts
Feng Yiping, standing in the carnival crowd on Binhai Boulevard, Mumbai, suddenly felt a little guilty.
He felt guilty that he actually liked the atmosphere of the festival before him. He even felt that this was the most lively festival he had felt in his two lifetimes.
You know, this is Diwali, or Diwali in Mumbai, India.
The most lively and festive festival in the country is naturally the Spring Festival, and the Spring Festival with the strongest New Year is naturally when he was a child. At that time, the people in the village, like the Indians now, put on new clothes as much as possible. The people gather on the threshing ground in Yuanli, and use simple equipment to carry out some activities that cannot find the correct Mandarin to express the name, but have a certain competitive nature.
For example, one of them can probably be described as an adult version, a heightened version, or a rotating seesaw.
A long piece of wood that can be used as a beam of a house is placed on a shelf that is at least one person high, with a person lying on each end, and being pushed separately by someone, it spins in the air, up and down.
Are there any safety measures? Feng Yiping couldn't remember clearly, probably there was a rope, but he only remembered the straight legs of the person holding the wood and dancing in the air, and the simple smiles on the faces of everyone around him.
In any case, it should be regarded as a game for the brave, but it was played not only with a strong labor, but also a strong wife. If I remember correctly, Dong Ming’s daughter-in-law, also his own cousin, seemed to play that. Great?
Later, when he grew up slowly, his life gradually improved, and the New Year was tasteless year after year.
Don’t say that the sister-in-law and daughter-in-law in the village play such thrilling games. Even the children playing firecrackers outside are gradually decreasing. For one thing, adults are worried about the danger. Secondly, children have better toys. play.
It is the few Spring Festivals that were quite lively when I was a child. Speaking of which, they were also lively and there was no sense of ritual, that is, the red spring couplets on the door of the house.
But compared with the festival he is currently experiencing in Mumbai, it can't be compared at all.
Diwali, as the name suggests, is naturally related to lights.
Standing on Binhai Avenue and looking around, whether it is the high-rise buildings in the city or the famous slums in the north, all the buildings you can see are all covered with colorful lights.
Even the long lifting arms of the big cranes hung high in the air with a series of colored lights, and it seemed that if you climbed up the string of lights, you could climb to the sky.
Although the colored lights on modern high-rise buildings will form a variety of unique shapes, while the colored lights in the slum area are relatively simple, but in these five days, no family will not use lights to decorate their homes.
These nearby houses, under the eaves, on the doors, on the windows...all the places where you can hang things, look at it, are all kinds of lights...
At the exit of the alley over there, there are large lanterns more than 2 meters high. The beautiful colored spikes flutter in the wind, and the branches beside the road are hung with various enlarged leaf-shaped lights.
On the square, there are statues of gods adorned with terracotta lamps, which are generally the Hindu **** Ganesh, who is the master of wisdom, wealth and happiness, and symbolizes prosperity.
Even on the road, various figures were used to lay out various patterns or blessings.
It can be said that where there are gaps, there are lights.
According to Malika, there are hundreds of kinds of lights for Diwali in India. Starting from the 9th, all the cities and villages in India, from south to north, from east to west, are so radiant and dazzling. .
This sense of ritual is much more solemn than when Feng Yiping was a child, every household in the village only posted Spring Festival couplets.
What's more, he never saw so many people during the lively Spring Festival when he was young. In Mumbai, there are more than 5 million people living in the slums, and the population of the entire city is even more than tens of millions. The excitement is hard to describe in words.
Moreover, unlike in China, the better our days, the more reserved and restrained we are. In other words, we like to stay indoors. Indians don’t like that. Not only do they like to drag their family to the outdoors, but they also sing and dance with joy. very.
Even if it's a poor happiness, at least these days, it seems that they are simply enjoying the joy of this festival.
Feng Yiping knew that many of these people had gone through a difficult journey similar to the domestic Spring Festival transport before the 9th before rushing home to reunite with their families. I don’t know if many of them will be affected these days. Forced marriage will be questioned one after another about income, but the smiles on their faces from adults to children are really sincere and natural.
Not only the adults and children all dressed up and enjoyed it, even the dogs and monkeys also enjoyed it.
Even their bodies wear more than a string of marigold garlands.
In India, dogs are considered to be the messengers of Hades, so on Diwali, they will be blessed by everyone. Monkeys are even more powerful. They are considered to be heroes and gods who have helped Rama...
This is indeed a different nation.
"Feng, look over there, it's so beautiful!" Marika lifted her veil and said, pointing to the fireworks set off on a tall building in the city.
The crowd was raging, and she and Feng Yiping were very close. This sentence was almost in Feng Yiping's ear.
"Yes, it's beautiful!" Feng Yiping nodded.
In China, fireworks displays that are larger than this, last longer, and more beautiful are common, but in China, it is estimated that there will never be such a festive atmosphere.
"Let's go forward," Malika said happily, holding Feng Yiping's arm.
This is her happiest Diwali.
And today is particularly meaningful. Today is the fourth day of the five-day Diwali, which is the first day of the Indian New Year. On the first day of the New Year, I can spend time with Feng Yiping. The vow made in front of the great **** Patri Muradi (God of Love).
She really did not expect it to be realized!
Under the lights of various colors, she looked at Feng Yiping's smiling face and felt very happy.
He seems to value India very much, and he seems to enjoy this festival very much.
She will inevitably think that there must be her reason for this.
But frankly, it's really not what she thought.
Feng Yiping really values the Indian market very seriously, but that is mainly because he knows very well how important India is to all Internet companies.
The early Internet companies in China all relocated the models of some American companies.
And India, in the future, will be able to perfectly replicate all domestic Internet formats, whether it is social networking or e-commerce.
Domestic Internet users are currently experiencing rapid growth, but Feng Yiping knows that one day our growth rate will slow down, and by then, India's growth rate will accelerate.
In terms of absolute population, only China, the United States and India will have more than 250 million Internet users.
In the era of mobile Internet, the total number of Internet users in India will also exceed 1 billion.
And because of policy reasons, especially its own Facebook, the prospects in India will be very impressive.
There is another very important reason why he likes India so much, that is, the local Internet companies in India are relatively weak. In terms of social networking, there are penguins in the country, while in India, now only Facebook is the only one.
Speaking of e-commerce, in China, Jiasheng Ali has put Amazon and eBay on the ground, and in India, Amazon, which is the first to develop, is currently the leader.
Therefore, this should also be the market that e-commerce companies will focus on expanding...
In short, all companies under Feng Yiping can conduct business in India, and it is relatively easy to achieve results. How can you tell him not to attach importance to India?
"Owen, Owen, take a picture for us, hurry up," Mary Carla took Feng Yiping, taking a photo in front of the Ganesh statue on the ground.
Feng Yiping turned his head and saw Malika's joy from the inside out.
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In the suite of the Taj Mahal Hotel, Feng Yiping focused on an article on the computer. It was a report just released by the Bank of England, which is the Bank of England.
The report said that the global subprime mortgage bond scale is 700 billion U.S. dollars, but the global financial derivatives market is as high as 415 trillion U.S. dollars. The derivatives market is 8 to 10 times the global GDP!
Therefore, when subprime mortgage assets begin to become toxic assets, the multi-million-dollar derivatives are like atomic bombs about to explode.
This description is a bit exaggerated, but at least, they realized the seriousness of the matter.
"Feng, Feng, come and see," Malika called, standing at the window, like a child.
"Okay," Feng Yiping walked over.
Outside the window, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, the city is full of brilliance, fireworks fill the sky, and the joy continues.
Malika suddenly hugged Feng Yiping, "I thought about it, I still want to stay in India,"
"Your mansion in England should belong to its real owner,"
This is a beautiful misunderstanding, but it is really hard to explain.
At this time, Feng Yiping is always hard to say, the luxury house I am going to buy in London is not for you.
"I respect your opinion. In India, we will have more projects next. Outside of Bollywood, you will have many better choices," Feng Yiping patted her hand, but found out, She couldn't break her tightly holding her hand.
"Those will be said later, I have another request,"
"you said,"
Malika buried her head on his back, "Tonight, I want to stay!"
What to say about this...
"Don't worry, I won't have any other requirements, but whether you like it or not, I can't tolerate other people in my heart,"
Feng Yiping knew her thoughts a long time ago. He was preparing to organize the language, and the phone rang, "Jobs?"
"Mika, I have to answer this call,"
"Well," Malika replied, letting go of her hand, but still did not let go of Feng Yiping.
"Hi Steve,"
"Feng, when will you return to Silicon Valley? I hope you can return to Silicon Valley immediately,"
Hearing Jobs's tone, Feng Yiping knew that the trouble he was worried about had finally begun.
Sure enough, Jobs roared, "You are a betrayal, a premeditated betrayal!"
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"What's the matter?" Malika asked, looking at Feng Yiping, who was still frowning after hanging up the phone.
"Nothing," Feng Yiping felt that it would be nice to have someone with him tonight.
