I'm a Master in India

“If I'm not mistaken, some of these are some kind of special medicine?”

“I knew you were an expert, Ron. Looks like I found the right person.”

Luca's face was filled with smiles. Ever since he learned that everyone here was more sinful than him, his mood had become inexplicably relaxed.

“So, the business you're talking about is these drugs?” Ron pinched his chin, his thoughts racing.

“Ron, there are many businesses in the world that can bring huge profits: arms, gold, population... But they are too dangerous or require too much capital.

Drugs are relatively safe and not so sensitive. At the same time, as long as you choose the right type, the capital required is not so exaggerated.”

The reputation of Indian pharmaceuticals is well-known, known as the world's pharmacy.

The patented drugs of those old European and American pharmaceutical companies cost tens of thousands of dollars a box. But in India, the efficacy of generic drugs can reach 99.9% of the former, but the price is only a fraction of theirs.

This huge gap, as well as the Indian government's legal bias, has attracted gold diggers from all over the world to the Indian pharmaceutical industry.

“I can help you get these drugs, but how are you going to get them out? I mean, customs and the like.”

“I plan to take them back myself. I didn't buy much this time, so it shouldn't be difficult to get through customs.”

“So, this is your first time scouting?” Ron's eyes lit up.

“Uh, you could say that, but I'll definitely come back later if it works well.”

After all, they are generic drugs, and Luca needs to ensure their efficacy. The easiest way is to give it to the patients and then listen to their feedback.

This takes time, far from a business that can be determined by shaking hands outside a bar.

“There are at least dozens of similar drugs in India. I guess you need affordable and reliable ones?”

“That's it! Ron, you're so damn amazing!”

Luca was very grateful that Mary introduced him to such a friend. It has to be said that this saved him a lot of explanation.

Buying medicine is not that simple. It's completely different from going to the supermarket to pick out your favorite things and putting them in the shopping cart.

No matter how you buy things in the supermarket, you won't go too wrong. If your goal is a bowl, what you buy back will never be a toilet.

But generic drugs are different. You walk into a pharmacy on the streets of India. There are dozens of brands of antibiotics, but their efficacy is not completely the same.

The worst possible effect is only 50% of the patented drug, and some strange things may even be mixed in.

If patients take it, it may be ineffective at best, and it is not surprising that it may cause death in severe cases.

There is more than one pharmacy on Colaba Road outside the Leopold Cafe, but Luca never thought of doing business there directly.

This is not just because of the price. He also wants to do it for a long time, long enough, until he develops this business.

If the medicine he brings back causes an accident, his dream of getting rich will be completely shattered.

So he was very happy that Ron could understand all this. This is the business partner he was looking for.

“Listen, Ron, those special medicines on the list just now cost at least $1,500 a bottle in the outside world.

But do you know how much the same effective generic drugs cost in India? Less than 2,000 rupees! This is not dollars! It's rupees!”

Those medicines are just casually placed on the shelves of pharmacies on the streets of India, and some are even pitifully unattended.

Whenever he thinks of this scene, Luca feels heartbroken. At the most crazy time, he even had the idea of ​​robbing.

“Looks like you've been suffering a lot lately.” Ron tapped the glass with his finger.

“Yes, every second that opportunity to get rich is delayed, my throat that breathes fresh air will be strangled by one point!”

“Hey, Luca, I never knew you were so seriously ill.” Mary sarcastically said from the side.

“You don't understand, Mary. Preventing a businessman from making money is more uncomfortable than killing him.”

“I agree.” Ron raised his glass to Luca.

“See, I'm not the only one who understands the truth.”

“God, maybe I shouldn't have introduced you two today?”

“Don't be like that, Mary. Everyone here has already raped Indian criminal law countless times.”

Ron's joke once again caused everyone to laugh and slap the table, and even the guests at the next table raised their glasses to him in salute.

This sentence is worth a drink.

“Okay, before we imagine the future, let's solve the problem of where you live.”

After finishing a glass of beer, Ron got up to leave. In fact, he wasn't very interested in alcohol. He had only been here a few times, mostly for business.

“Brother, I knew this was easy for you. But I still have a question. Here, I mean this bar, is it really reliable?”

“The business we're talking about here is already considered pure and innocent.”

“Wow, such a crazy place, and no one is fighting.”

“If you want to be a waiter here, the first thing in the interview is to fight a strong man for 30 seconds. You are only qualified if you don't fall down.”

“I love this place and I love Mumbai!”

It was actually very simple to solve Luca's accommodation problem. Ron took him to the Indian Hotel, and Xiangtu spent two minutes to get everything done.

He and Ron are in a cooperative relationship. Mumbai Tourism Information Company has 30% of its tourists choosing to stay here every month.

Tampering with the C form is not worth mentioning. As long as Luca is not arrested and questioned by the police, it is not a problem for him to live in Mumbai for another year.

Of course, after solving his legal residence problem, Luca also paid a handling fee of $500. Ron took 200, and the rest was given to Xiangtu.

One thing is one thing. The visa business does not affect the subsequent drug business.

After arranging Luca, Ron was not in a hurry to find a reliable drug supplier.

The reception area of ​​Victoria Train Station has been renovated, and he must be there in person to check it.

Luca hasn't been in Mumbai for long, and he needs a few days to rest and enjoy the wildness of Mumbai.

“Niya, what do you say we change to an apartment?”

“Baba, don't you like it here?”

“I can't say, but there's no air conditioning here. You know Mumbai's summer, and it's not even the hottest time yet.”

“Then Niya will fan Baba!”

Barefoot, she ran to get a colorful banana leaf fan with a clanging sound.

This thing is called "Panka". Unlike the symmetrical cattail fan on both sides of the Heavenly Dynasty, the Indian fan is crooked.

It was designed for servants. It's awkward to fan yourself, and it was even a luxury in ancient times.

Wearing a short-sleeved sari, Niya waved the fan up and down with a pair of fair arms.

That charming appearance couldn't help but make Ron laugh. The old fan above his head creaked. Why did she need to do it?

“Come here,” Ron beckoned to her.

“Baba,” little Niya approached innocently.

Ron reached out and easily hugged her onto his lap. The rattan chair under him creaked and shook, and Niya could only lie in his arms and dare not move.

“We're going to move to an air-conditioned apartment, so it won't feel hot to hug Niya.”

This reason made Niya feel dizzy. Ah, so that's what Baba thought.

“Are you saying we should move to the Fort area or the Colaba area? Both places are by the sea and the scenery is good.”

“Niya listens to Baba.”

“Then let's go to the Fort area. It's quiet there and the security is good.”

“Okay,” anywhere is fine, as long as Baba is there.

“By the way, my company is also there, and I've reserved a position for you.”

“Ah?” Niya raised her head from his arms in surprise.

“Niya does a good job of accounting. Before I find a suitable candidate, I'll leave it to you first.”

“Then I'll try…”

Niya was both happy and worried. She was worried that she wouldn't do well.

“There's also a computer. The office at Victoria Train Station will officially open tomorrow. If it works well, we'll put one in the apartment too, and you can learn it when you have time.”

Lying on the rattan chair and looking at the ceiling above, Ron stroked Niya's soft skin while letting his thoughts wander.

The new store at the train station is about to open, and he is looking forward to it.