At about eleven o'clock in the evening, Xiao Hei called Fang Ze and asked him to go downstairs immediately.
After carrying his travel bag, Fang Ze went downstairs and saw the nanny car driven by Xiao Hei waiting for him.
"Let's go to Jinling now. I'll help you get an identity."
After Fang Ze got in the car, he found that besides Xiao Hei, there was an unknown man in the car.
"Just call him Lao Hai." Xiao Hei pointed at Lao Hai and said, "I asked around and found that it would be difficult for you to apply for a passport using your original identity, so I simply found someone to get a fake one for you. Identity, you cooperate with Lao Hai to take a picture, and then Lao Hai will give you the information and you just have to memorize the information."
In the nanny's car, Xiao Hei had already prepared a place for taking photos. Fang Ze sat on the small bench and let Lao Hai take several photos in succession.
"Okay." Lao Hai said while looking at the camera, "When we get to Jinling, I will give you all the relevant information. You must memorize it. It will be troublesome if you are targeted by the customs."
"No problem, I still have confidence in my own memory."
"That's great." Lao Hai nodded, and then said to Fang Ze, "I have already found someone to communicate with the Indian Embassy. When your information is completed tonight, I will apply for a travel e-mail for them tomorrow morning. The signing will probably be done in the evening. If everything goes well, you will be able to arrive in Delhi on Sunday morning."
"So fast?!" Fang Ze was a little surprised, "Isn't visa usually very troublesome?"
"It depends on the place." Lao Hai said to Fang Ze, "European and American visas, even if they are related, are difficult to obtain in ten days and a half months. But Indian tourist visas are generally only seven days. And Indian visas The most troublesome thing is not to submit information, but to fill in the form, and they will check you like crazy from time to time. So generally electronic visa is better, and you can wait until it is written and approved at once."
"Sounds very simple."
"If it doesn't matter, it's actually very difficult." Lao Hai shrugged and said, "Because the most difficult thing about the Indian tourist visa is that their application website looks like a product of the time when the Internet just came out. You have to spend a lot of time to fill it out every time. Last day.”
"Okay." Fang Ze thought about the online jokes about India's work efficiency and said it was understandable.
It was already late at night when the three of them drove to Jinling. Xiao Hei arranged a place for Fang Ze to sleep temporarily. On Saturday, not long after Fang Ze got up, Lao Hai came over with Xiao Hei.
"The fake identity has been prepared." Lao Hai said to Fang Ze, "For the sake of convenience, your fake name is Fang Ze. Your profession is a traveler and you have traveled to many countries."
As Lao Hai spoke, he handed a bunch of identity information to Fang Ze, "You take this time to memorize the information. Fang Ze will be stopped by the customs and cause trouble after he goes there."
"By the way, there is this." Xiao Hei said and brought a credit card to Fang Ze, "This is a local Indian credit card. After you arrive in Delhi, you can withdraw money from the ATM machine and I will return it to you. I’ve prepared a lot of cash and I’ll give it to you when you get on the plane.”
"Well, thank you very much." Fang Ze thanked Xiao Hei and accepted the things.
"What are you talking about between the two of us?" Xiao Hei patted Fang Ze on the shoulder, signaling Fang Ze not to be so polite.
After dinner, Fang Ze memorized the information and took the high-speed train to the Indian Consulate in Shanghai with Lao Hai.
The visa application process went smoothly. The staff at the consulate was obviously very familiar with Lao Hai. After a few words, they stamped Fang Ze. Then the two of them quickly bought high-speed rail tickets and rushed back to Jinling to take a flight.
On the way, Fang Ze asked Lao Hai curiously, "What kind of work do you do? I see that the people here are very familiar with you."
"I open a Taobao store to help people apply for passports." Lao Hai said, "It is mainly passports for countries in Southeast Asia and the Indian subcontinent. If people who are not familiar with the channels apply directly, it basically depends on their appearance, and sometimes it will be inexplicable. Your visa was rejected. But if you leave it to us, a few hundred yuan will help you get all the materials you need. Although most of the materials are fake."
"There is actually a store like this on Taobao?!" Fang Ze was also convinced. As expected, not only can you buy things on Taobao these days, but you can also buy services, which is amazing.
"Yes, I happened to be classmates with an official from the Indian Consulate. After returning to China, he was transferred here, so I opened a Taobao store and made money in partnership with him."
"Still a turtle." Fang Ze asked curiously, "Which school did you study in before?"
"Purdue University."
"This university is not bad, and the acceptance rate is quite low. It stands to reason that there will be many opportunities after I come back. How can I start a Taobao store?"
"Ahem." Lao Hai heard Fang Ze's words, coughed twice in embarrassment, and then said, "I didn't finish reading back then, so I was fired."
"Sorry." Fang Ze suddenly felt embarrassed, after all, he had exposed someone else's shortcomings.
"It's okay, it's okay." Lao Hai waved his hand and said, "I brought it on myself back then. Because I failed, I hacked the system of the Academic Affairs Office and changed the scores."
"So the school found out?"
"Well." Lao Hai patted Fang Ze on the shoulder and said, "When you go to India tomorrow, be sure to remember it. The Indian brain circuit is different from ours, so try not to make friends with them."
"Why?" Fang Ze felt a little confused as to why the conversation had changed here.
Lao Hai looked up at the top of the high-speed rail and said melancholy, "Back then, I hacked into the academic administration system, cracked the password, and changed my grades. Then I told an Indian buddy of mine the password. Not only did this buddy easily I changed my grades and also changed the password for the education system.”
"Then." Fang Ze was stunned for a moment. It's not that this Indian's brain circuit is different from ours at all, it's simply burned out.
"I was sentenced to four years." Lao Hai said with sadness in his eyes. "After I came out, I had nowhere to go, so I had no choice but to return to China."
"So, your Indian friend is the one who applied for a visa at the consulate before?"
"Yes." Lao Hai wanted to take out a cigarette and smoke it to relieve his sadness, but suddenly he remembered that this was a high-speed rail.
"Here you go." Fang Ze took out a bottle of Wahaha and stuffed it into Lao Hai's hand, comforting him, "There are always surprises in life, right?"
"Now I finally understand the Chairman's troubles back then." Lao Hai said to Fang Ze. "Back then, during the counterattack against India, the Chairman said this to the Prime Minister, 'I thought about it for ten days and couldn't figure it out. Why did Nehru have to ask for that piece of land?’ You know, even for the liberation war, the Chairman only considered it for three days.”
"I understand. I will be careful when I go to India." Fang Ze nodded fiercely.
At seven o'clock on Saturday night, Fang Ze returned to Jinling, and then at nine o'clock on the Internet, he boarded the private jet of Xiao Hei's family.
"It takes less than six hours to fly from here to Delhi, so it will be three o'clock in the morning when you arrive in India. Lao Sha has already contacted his friends in India to give you an opportunity. You can just read the sign then. "On the plane, Xiao Hei gave Fang Ze his final instructions.
"Okay, I understand, don't worry."
"Well, the main reason is that you are in a hurry to go this time, otherwise I can find someone to help you or something." Xiao Hei said to Fang Ze, "Because your passport is forged, so you went Don't be afraid of trouble. The worst case scenario is that if your passport is torn, I will arrange for you to be smuggled back from Nepal or other places."
"With your words, I feel relieved." Fang Ze and Xiao Hei hugged each other.
"Hey, hey, hey, I'm telling you this to put your mind at ease. Don't be afraid of getting into trouble. I'm not asking you to cause trouble on your own initiative." Xiao Hei suddenly felt something bad when he heard Fang Ze's tone.
"Wait for my good news." Fang Ze let go of Xiao Hei and stepped onto the plane.
"Have a safe trip!" Xiao Hei waved his hand at Fang Ze.
The plane's door slowly closed, the crew came over and gave Fang Ze some basic safety knowledge, and the plane began to take off.
The private jet owned by Xiao Hei's family is not very big, and the space inside the aircraft is also business-style. It is not as exaggerated and luxurious as the interior pictures of various private jets on the Internet. However, the service attitude of the crew is very good, and the food and drink are good. Very neat.
Because it was three o'clock in the morning when we arrived in India, and there was a two-hour time difference between India and China, Fang Ze could only sleep now to replenish his strength. He did not visit the plane more, so he just adjusted his chair and lay down on it.
Accompanied by the low roar of the aircraft engine flying smoothly at high altitude, Fang Ze closed his eyes and began to sleep.
"Sir, sir." The voice of the flight attendant rang in his ears. Fang Ze opened his eyes drowsily and saw the stewardess half-hunched over and said to him, "The plane will arrive at New Delhi International Airport in twenty minutes. , please be ready to get off the plane."
"I know." Fang Ze nodded to the flight attendant, and then took off the blanket covering himself.
"Give me a glass of water." Fang Ze said. After a long sleep, he felt as if he had eaten something sticky in his mouth and felt uncomfortable.
After drinking water and tidying up his clothes, Fang Ze looked down from the window of the plane and found that he could vaguely see the scenery around New Delhi International Airport.
Attachment: The incident about the Indian student is a true story reported by China News Service.
However, in the original story, the Chinese student hacked into a professor's computer before 2010 and obtained the professor's password to enter the academic administration system. By modifying my grades, I successfully obtained a bachelor's degree from Purdue University and entered graduate school at Boston University in 2010.
Then he told his Neon classmate the password, and the Neon classmate relied on this password to basically maintain straight A's in the twenty-four courses he took between 2010 and 2012.
Then the neon international student told his friend, an Indian international student, the password. Then after this Indian international student got the password in 2012, he not only changed his own grades, but also changed the professor's password.
So after the professor discovered that his password had been changed, he reported the matter to the school. The school discovered that someone had used the professor's account to modify grades and directly called the police.
In the end, the Chinese student was sentenced to four years in prison.
(End of chapter)