I'm a Master in India

Smith's students had already flown to Panaji, with Ron taking care of the plane tickets.

He knew Singh and could get cheap "discount tickets," which he could then resell for a profit.

At that moment, he was sitting in his office in the Fort area, going over the accounts, while the accountant, Harish, stood beside him with a thick stack of lists.

"The bills from Xiangtu total 152,000 rupees, including 90,000 rupees for accommodation and 11,000 rupees for meals. Other value-added services, laundry, transportation, snacks, and premium toiletries... total 51,000 rupees."

"Tell him to cut the value-added services part of the bill in half again. That guy knows these students are easy targets and is quoting us prices much higher than usual."

Ron knew at a glance that the laundry fee on the list was inflated. 20 rupees per item? That's the price of a full-body package normally!

The accommodation was 800 rupees per night, and the 31-person tour group had booked 16 rooms for 7 days. Breakfast was 50 rupees per person, calculated per head, and the price was about right.

They had signed an agreement in advance regarding the prices of these two main expenses. Xiangtu was considered honest and hadn't cheated.

Ron roughly calculated that the hotel costs were almost 130,000 rupees, which was considered business-class treatment in Mumbai.

After all, it was an air-conditioned room, and 800 rupees per night was already a friendly price offered by Xiangtu.

As far as Ron knew, such rooms usually cost at least 900 rupees or more.

However, one thing was separate from another, and he still had to reduce the value-added service fees because they were too outrageous.

"What about the food expenses? I remember these students went to many places, some of which weren't our reserved restaurants."

"60,000 rupees, a little more than the estimated 43,000 rupees. But the extra cost has already been settled on-site by the guests."

For tour groups, Ron had booked restaurants at 100 rupees per person per meal. This was already considered high-standard treatment, as an ordinary Indian meal only cost twenty or thirty rupees.

However, the students were obviously restless, and some restaurants they didn't go to, choosing their own favorites instead. This had some impact, but not much, because Ron could still get a commission.

"Other attractions tickets, entertainment activities, transportation costs... total 55,000 rupees." At this point, Harish couldn't help but smile.

This cost was almost the same as the initial budget, but the students had spent a lot of money. What did that mean? Of course, more profit!

"So, the cost of this tour group for us is about 250,000 rupees?"

"That's right, Mr. Suri, you should see what our total income is." Harish flattered, handing over the accounts.

Actually, Ron knew the amount without looking. A lot of money was credited through his hands.

A quick glance revealed 60,000 pounds. That's right, he received pounds. Don't forget that the Mumbai travel information company also provides foreign currency exchange services.

Of the 60,000 pounds, 45,000 pounds were for food and accommodation, and the rest was for attractions and entertainment expenses.

During their 7-day trip to Mumbai, these London students spent about 2,000 pounds each. This was certainly not cheap, and it wouldn't be cheap in London either, but don't forget that these students' families were all middle class or above.

Their parents were all social elites, otherwise they wouldn't have let them study abroad, and it was a private club-style tour.

60,000 pounds, according to the current official exchange rate, is also 2.8 million rupees. Of course, Ron wasn't that stupid, and this money would definitely flow into the black market in the end.

Looking back at their cost of 250,000 rupees, it was simply insignificant. Tour groups were indeed highly profitable, especially tours for wealthy people, and the best thing was that they came from acquaintances.

This was not all of Ron's income this time. During their stay in Mumbai, the students also bought a lot of handicrafts at the market, and those shops were of course introduced by him.

All the commissions added up to about 100,000 rupees, and there was also the opportunity to participate in Bollywood as extras, which Ron turned into an income of more than 40,000 rupees.

This business was win-win, and Mina also gave them a reward of 40,000 rupees afterward. Ron and Mary each split half, and he took 20,000 of it.

Adding up all the odds and ends, it was nearly 200,000 rupees again. After reading these accounts, Ron couldn't help but sigh that there was still a lot to explore in the tourism business.

The profit was already very clear, conservatively estimated at 2.75 million rupees. If you add the price difference of pouring the latter 60,000 pounds into the black market, it would be no problem to exceed 3 million rupees.

Even after deducting labor, operating costs, money for bribing officials, and incentive bonuses, a net profit of 2.8 million should be guaranteed.

Ron had previously saved 3.2 million rupees, and the two totaled exactly 6 million.

In addition, the second half of September ushered in the peak tourist season, and the income brought to the company by individual tourists by mid-October was also over 800,000 rupees.

Ron's available funds on the books were close to 7 million rupees, and it didn't seem too far from the target of 10 million.

I wonder when there will be news from Kavya. As long as he waits two more months, he will have the confidence to raise 10 million rupees.

"Give everyone an extra bonus this month. You go make a budget, about 50,000 rupees."

"No problem, Suri!" Harish happily took the bill and left the office, he would never miscalculate the matter of increasing his salary.

Currently, Ron's company has less than ten formal contract workers, including Anand and a few other backbones.

Since the last time they had dinner at Sky Village, Ron simply made them all permanent.

His company doesn't lack these few spots now. After signing the contract, they are also considered truly his own people.

It's just that those college students don't like to deal with Anand and the others, and Ron is also very troubled by this problem.

The workplace discrimination brought about by the caste system is useless even with Ron as an example.

Fortunately, the positions of both parties are different, one is mostly in the office, and the other runs outside all day, like oil and water.

Ron tapped his fingers on the table boredly and decided to go out for a walk. He had been busy enough with the tour group recently.

The street was still as dirty and chaotic as ever, and a noisy crowd surrounded a Ganesha statue, singing and dancing.

The Ganesha festival had already passed at the end of the month when the rainy season ended, but there were always fanatical religious elements who often chanted scriptures to the shelved Ganesha statue on the street.

From one to ten, and from ten to a hundred, more and more people joined in, just like a party.

Following the procession, Ron unknowingly walked to the entrance of Leopold Cafe.

Just as he was hesitating whether to go in, a familiar figure ran out excitedly, and then grabbed his arm tightly.

"Ron! It's really you! God, I just got off the plane and was going to have a drink first, and then call you, but it's really too coincidental!"

"Luca?"

The person holding his arm tightly was Luca, whom he hadn't seen for two or three months. He seemed a little darker, but his eyes sparkled.

Ron was very familiar with this kind of light, it was the excitement mixed with expectation and fear.

He also had this mood every time he went to the black market or the unofficial duty-free zone, but he hid it very well.

"Brother, looking at your surprised expression, I have to say one more sentence, it's too damn coincidental! Let's go, let's go in and have a drink, and introduce you to some new friends by the way."

Luca's appearance made Ron pleasantly surprised. This guy came at the right time.