I am a master in India

Chapter 126 He originally refused

"Dude, are you really not going to consider this? Investing this money in your business will pay off several times over!"

"Luca, I told you, not now. You don't know how much I spent at the palace last night. Without this commission, I would even go bankrupt."

"Nonsense!" Luca slapped him angrily, but soon came closer with a slightly lewd look, "By the way, what's it like inside the palace?"

"Heaven! Have you ever heard of target practice to identify women? Have you ever heard of the human chair?"

After Ron explained the trick in detail, Luca started scratching his head and ears.

“Damn, you people in Mumbai are so good at having fun?”

"These are just two of the eight-page menu, you know? Not even enough to brag about in front of anyone."

Hiss~ Luca took a breath of cold air. He suddenly wanted to collect a copy of the palace menu.

“After delivering the cargo to the high seas this time, I will stay in Mumbai.”

"What do you want to do?" Ron looked at him suspiciously.

"Now that the business has started, there's no reason to stop. I want to stay in Mumbai and oversee the overall situation."

"That's fine. We can always go to Pant in the future. You can also set up a trading company as a cover."

"Well, I actually want to ask if I need an introduction to the palace? Which technician has the best technique?" Luca interrupted him.

"This is your ultimate goal, right?" Ron laughed. "Aren't Brazilian girls hot enough?"

"Their show is so old-fashioned and vulgar!"

"That's a good reason, but before going to the palace, let's take care of the business at hand."

Luca went big this time. He and his group of Brazilian friends pooled together a huge sum of $35, which was almost all their savings.

The previous two transactions have proved that the pharmaceutical business is very profitable, and some special medicines have higher profits than hemp.

In that case, let's just go all in! Brazilians are very adventurous and they are willing to gamble their entire fortune.

Ron didn't hesitate, offering the full 30% commission. The $100,000 went straight into his pocket, though he still had to give a small portion to Harry and the others at customs.

Even though Luca's capital was reduced by one third, they could earn three to four times the profit by shipping the goods back.

With luck, $25 could turn into $80. Otherwise, these Brazilians would never agree to Ron cutting off % of their principal.

Every step in the drug smuggling business is lucrative. Whoever takes on more risk earns more.

However, human greed is endless. Luca wants to persuade Ron not to take a commission, but to invest the money into their business.

Ron didn't give in, but if Luca settled in Mumbai in the future, he might consider it.

The medicine, worth $25, was enough to fill an entire container. The wooden boat at the fishing village pier was no longer sufficient, so they switched to an iron boat.

There is no need for the previous disguise, just carry the packaging boxes onto the ship.

"Hey man, why are the customs officials so easy to talk to all of a sudden? They actually allowed us to go to the high seas without any fanfare, right under their noses."

"There's nothing you can't accomplish with one visit to the palace. If there is, go twice."

The men and women at the dock were busy loading cargo, and the scene was bustling. Even the children were running around on the deck with bamboo baskets on their heads.

Afterwards, everyone will receive a generous tip, which is a great thing for people in the slums.

The ten-plus tons of medicine kept the villagers busy for a long time. Anand also ran around, sweating profusely, his yellow shirt sticking to his skin as if it had been sprinkled with water, but he was extremely happy.

"Ron, it's all done." After counting the last box of goods, he ran over excitedly to report.

"Let Arjun prepare to sail, still to the usual place, the Arabian Sea. What do you think?" Ron turned to ask Luca.

"I have to see this shipment delivered and then come back. I said I would stay in Bombay."

“OK, Anand will join you.”

The captain Arjun yelled at the crew to weigh anchor, and Anand was also there to act as if he was the boss. He was so busy that it seemed as if the boat couldn't move without him.

"Anand, do you like the sea?" Ron asked with a smile.

"After women, my favorite thing is the sea! I fish here every morning, fishing happily and without any scruples!"

The crowd burst into laughter and the women mocked him sharply, but Anand was extremely proud, as if that was the most beautiful compliment in the world.

"What is a pie strip?" Luca was confused.

"You know shit, there are no toilets in the slums, and the sea will accommodate everything."

“Oh!” Luca’s face wrinkled. Just in the afternoon, he had secretly found a deserted place and went for a swim.

"Okay, I have to get off the boat. We can have another drink together when you come back."

The rumbling diesel engine began to roar, and the fishermen, both men and women, on the dock cheered excitedly.

At this time, Arjun also put aside his serious expression, whistled and waved to the crowd, looking extremely proud.

He is the owner of the iron-hulled ship under his feet and a resident of the fishing village. He has been involved in smuggling before.

At that time, he was transporting bearings from Singapore to India, and he made three or four dozen trips back and forth over the years.

People from the fishing village would also go out to sea with him, bring back electronic watches from Singapore, and then sell them on the black market at high prices.

It was not until after the explosion that his ship was seized by customs during a smuggling operation.

The atmosphere in Mumbai was tense at the time. The customs refused to make any concessions and fined him all the money he had earned in the past three years in one go.

Then Ron took action. He found Harry and paid a ransom of 30 rupees for Arjun before he got the boat back.

Arjun was penniless and heavily in debt, so he mortgaged his boat to Ron.

Ron didn't make things difficult for him, letting him take on Sur Electric's shipping to pay off his debts. He still traveled between Singapore and Mumbai, but now he was no longer sneaky. Of course, he would return to his old ways when it mattered, like now.

As the whistle sounded, the rusty and ugly iron-hulled ship slowly moved its huge body.

The customs officials and fishermen who were watching the excitement on the shore pointed at it, as if they were discussing how much they could catch on this trip.

Ron glanced at it for a few moments and then stopped paying attention.

We are all family here, there is nothing to worry about.

After completing the Luca deal, Ron actually received about $8.

Ten thousand dollars out of the $10 was given to Harry and his friends, and the remaining several thousand dollars was to be divided among Anand and the fishing village.

After deducting the palace's public relations expenses, that's about all that's left. At today's exchange rate, it's less than 250 million rupees.

It’s barely enough to buy a villa in a place like South Mumbai.

But Ron didn't plan to spend the money because it was in US dollars.

His Sur Electric Company will use US dollars to purchase equipment and technology in the future.

The rupee, a regulated currency, is no different from waste paper internationally.

Especially after the turmoil, a large amount of capital fled, causing the US dollar exchange rate in Mumbai's black market to reach a new high.

At this time, no one would release US dollars unless they were foolish. Ron was also hoarding US dollars. He hadn't been to the foreign exchange black market for a long time.

Hadhan had no objection either, because Ron helped him to open up the travel agency line, and he would earn more in the future.

The profit of more than 400 million rupees from the Sur Electrical Factory is not easy to move.

200 million was used to shoot TV commercials, and two newly purchased second-hand injection molding machines cost 160 million rupees.

You see, there is no money. I earn it quickly, but I spend it quickly.

The subsequent plans to expand the factory, purchase raw materials, and pay workers' salaries would even require Ron to pay for them out of his own pocket.

After all the calculations, he found that he was still very poor!

"Lazhu, why do I own a factory but still can't afford a house?"

"Mr. Sur." Lazhu's face flushed.

"Call me Dad."

"Baba." Lazhu felt a little tight in the chest, "Can you please get up first?"

"Oh," Ron shifted his head, it was so soft.

He didn't know when it started, but he had to rest his head on something soft before he could fall asleep during his lunch break.

Neither recliners nor pillows worked, so a leather cushion was the answer, so I had to work hard to make beads.

Ron tilted his head and took a deep sniff before standing up and stretching with a nostalgic look on his face.

Lazhu had already prepared cold water and a wet towel for him. Ron raised his chin, and she immediately began to carefully scrub his face and neck.

Oops, Xiao Nia’s job was taken away by someone.

However, Lazhu is a very competent personal secretary. Since she came, Ron has become a spoiled master.

He had refused at first, but Lazhu was really suitable to be a pillow and could serve people.

Her skin is not that white, but her tan is also nice, and you can tell at a glance that she has a strong sexual desire.

Look at this house plan and the long black hair, it is the rope for men to climb to heaven.

Ron couldn't help but think about masturbating a few times, just like riding a horse, but he heard footsteps outside.

"Boss! Boss!" Ashish deliberately raised his voice before entering the door.

"Come in," Ron said unhappily.

The boy was afraid of encountering something unspeakable, so he trod heavily and shouted repeatedly before entering the door every time.

Am I such a glutton? I can't just go on a rampage in the office, can I? Ron thought to himself.

He strongly suspected that Ashish had planned this in advance. His statement that his sister needed to make money to save for her dowry was clearly a way for him to take advantage of his body.

As long as Raju was included, the goal would be achieved. Ashish knew Indian men too well; they could even ejaculate at posters on the wall, let alone real people.

Even if nothing happened in the end, it didn't matter. He just had to let the people in the factory think that Ron and Lazhu had a special relationship, and then he would still be the most popular boy in the Suer Electric Factory.

Ashish has been feeling a sense of crisis lately. The Sur Electrical Factory has hired two more engineers with higher academic qualifications than him. The new salesmen are very good at talking and often help Ron win big orders.

It's no use being tireless, Ashish can only think of a solution from the third way.

"What's the matter?" asked Ron, who was looking through the documents.

"Boss, come here."

Ron couldn't help but roll his eyes; his old Indian habit came back again.

"If you have something to say, please tell me now. Don't have such bad habits again."

"Boss, you have to go and check out the dormitory." Ashish stood properly.

"dormitory?"

"It's the cabin to the north, the Sur slums."

(End of this chapter)