I'm a Master in India

"《Lonely Planet》?"

"The world's most authoritative travel guide!"

Singh and Harry exchanged glances. They often traveled abroad using public funds, but rarely put any effort into researching travel guides.

They only stayed in five-star hotels and insisted on Michelin-starred restaurants. They didn't care about the cost at all, as it could be reimbursed anyway.

"Is this magazine famous?" Singh touched the cover, noting the high-quality printing.

"Undoubtedly! Almost every foreigner who comes to India has a copy of 《Lonely Planet》. India is too big, without such a guide, they simply wouldn't know where to go."

Bah, it's clearly because there are too many swindlers in India, and foreigners are afraid of being ripped off, so they only dare to go to places recommended by the magazine.

Of course, Ron couldn't be so direct, he slightly embellished it with artistic flair.

After all, it's a superpower. It's normal for small people from tiny places to lose their way in a vast and resource-rich country like India.

Singh and Harry nodded repeatedly, thinking of the Ganges River.

"Did your company advertise in it?" Singh tried to find keywords related to his company on the cover.

"No, 《Lonely Planet》 rejects any advertising. All information comes from on-site visits by travel journalists. It's popular with all backpackers because it's authentic and reliable."

Ron flipped through the magazine's title page, swiping down three lines, and found the "Best Reception Company" section.

"Look, my company is right here! First page! Anyone who buys the magazine can see it."

"Are you sure this isn't advertising? They only wrote your company name, but there's no introduction."

"It's in the back," Ron gestured for him to turn the page. "The content that appears on the first page is very practical and necessary information to show to readers first, simply put, it has the highest priority."

Singh indeed saw a detailed introduction of Mumbai Tourism Information Company in the back, right after the Indian Official Tourism Bureau.

Compared to the former's few words, the writer seemed to favor Ron's company, and the words of praise were obvious.

This surprised Singh a bit. In his impression, foreigners were more willing to trust the Indian government.

"You've done well, but is this magazine really distributed worldwide?"

"At least 600,000 copies are sold each issue! Those who subscribe to it are all foreigners, and also potential tourists to Mumbai."

This number greatly exceeded Singh's expectations, he originally thought it would be a hundred thousand copies.

As the director of the administrative office of Air India at Mumbai Airport, he had the power to decide which stores could move into the airport's commercial area.

Fame and quality were indispensable. In a sense, these stores also represented the style of Mumbai.

Singh didn't have much impression of Ron's company, but this magazine was a good reference, and he could easily check its authority.

"Mr. Sur, I think you can submit an application for your company to me."

"No problem, we can get it done in one day, and I brought the basic materials of the company with me."

Ron knew the efficiency of the Indian government, so he had made full preparations before coming.

Accountant Haruss had told him that his former employer had run around for three months just to submit the materials for a certain license application.

At first, he followed the procedures, but the junior staff found fault with everything, such as the position of the stamp was wrong, the handwriting was unclear...

Later, after giving a bribe, the other party obediently accepted the materials. But this was not the end, accepting the materials did not mean that the application was approved.

The staff member only checked the page he was responsible for, and there were dozens of pages of content behind that needed to be reviewed by different people, but he just wouldn't tell you.

In short, it was because he didn't give the bribe immediately, and the staff member felt that he was deliberately wasting his time.

In India, can you get things done without giving money? That's simply unimaginable.

"Oh, by the way, because many foreigners want to find us to exchange US dollars for rupees, so can I apply for this part of the business?"

Ron asked pretentiously, as if he had grabbed Singh and Harry's hearts fiercely, and their eyelids jumped uncontrollably.

"US dollars?" Harry, who had an Indian beard, licked his lips.

"That's right, you know, I receive many foreigners here every day, many ~" Ron gave them a "you know" look.

"Ahem, I have a friend..." The fat Harry shook his neck, "He is a businessman and has a lot of business in the United States.

Well, how should I put it... He encountered a cash flow problem of rupees to US dollars. Yes, that's it."

"I guess, that cash should be converted into US dollars to make the flow smoother?"

"Yes," Harry smiled, "I'm glad you understand my friend's problem."

"How serious is the backlog?"

"Oh! I think about ten thousand US dollars can solve it."

"1:40, what do you think of this exchange rate?"

"Very good, very good!" Harry grabbed Ron's elbow with excitement, and their brotherly feelings were even better.

This price was very fair, and the black market would even charge a bit higher. As far as Ron knew, Hardkhan usually sold US dollars to customers at a ratio of more than 1.5 times.

That is to say, his customers had to use 47 rupees to exchange for 1 US dollar from him, but Ron only needed 40 rupees here.

Indian officials have a lot of black money in their hands, and this money cannot be recorded, so converting it into US dollars is the best way to launder money.

And Ron can just provide them with such help, and the process can be called seamless.

"Then Mr. Singh, do you have such a friend?" Ron asked considerately.

"Uh... this... maybe I can have one." Singh touched his nose unnaturally, "However, the official license for exchanging foreign currency is more troublesome."

"I understand, it's not important, the tourist reception business is the focus of the company."

"Well, very good." He picked up the materials on the table, "You don't need to fill out the application form, the procedures will be completed by Air India for you. When will you prepare to open the reception at the airport?"

"Oh!" Ron was surprised by the Indian efficiency, "The sooner the better, the peak tourist season is coming."

"Then you come to me tomorrow, and by the way, I'll go back and calculate... no, I'll ask my friend how many US dollars he needs to circulate funds."

"No problem, I will reserve the quota."

Getting a satisfactory answer, Singh smiled and got up, "We can't be careless about receiving foreigners, I have to go back and arrange it as soon as possible."

"Thank you very much, you are a responsible official."

The two shook hands and then politely said goodbye. The other party's blue turban was very conspicuous in the hotel, and occasionally people who knew him would respectfully walk over and say hello.

Tsk, this deal is really not easy.

Ron first used his own experience to gain sympathy, then used "Lonely Planet" to raise the company's status, and finally used the benefit as the final blow.

With a set of combination punches, the Mumbai Tourism Information Company finally got the pass to the airport.

There's no way, it's only 1992 now, and Indian officials have ridiculously large powers.

For companies like Tata, before 1991, if they wanted to increase investment in a certain area, even if the amount was very small, they needed the permission of Indian officials.

They would tell Tata what to produce, when to produce it, and where to produce it.

Tata is still like this, let alone Ron, a small fry with thin arms and legs.

Before coming, he was prepared to be questioned, and he couldn't have any dissatisfaction, because the other party could block his way with just one sentence.

Fortunately, the new government cabinet is already implementing reforms, and the environment will only become more relaxed in the future.

"By the way, Harry, let's talk about my friend's medicine purchase last time."

Ron turned his attention to the happy Harry brothers again. If they have all the benefits, then they must make the most of them.