I'm a Master in India
Chapter 81 That Girl is Nice
"I asked her to help me inquire about some news, you know, about that piece of land."
"Are you really planning to buy that land?"
"Yes, I want to try other businesses," Ron nodded.
"Don't you like your current job? You're doing great, we cooperate very well, I thought you would fall in love with your current life," Mary stared into his eyes.
"No, I like my current job very much, and I also like my current life. These aren't contradictory, I just want to do more things," Ron explained.
"Alright, men are always like this, wanting more," Mary didn't seem surprised.
"Perhaps, you can understand it as ambition?"
Hearing Ron's explanation, she laughed.
"How much more do you need?"
"What?"
"To buy that land, that requires a lot of money."
"Not much, I'll take care of it," Ron shrugged easily.
"If you need... I mean if you're willing, Lena and I can put together a little."
"Definitely not!" Ron quickly shook his head, "Money isn't the problem, you and Lena should focus on doing this business well, now is the critical period for your expansion."
Ron wasn't acting out of pride, unwilling to spend the girls' money. Rather, he knew that it wasn't easy for Mary and Lena, as foreigners, to earn money in Mumbai.
At the same time, he always had a faint intuition that they didn't have many good memories in the past. Their current life is precious, and he didn't want to shatter their happiness.
"You're just too much of a gentleman sometimes," Mary glanced at him critically, with a deep infatuation in that criticism.
"What can I say? I'm not a true Indian man?"
"Maybe, but it's also fortunate that it's like this," she suddenly laughed.
In the few months in India, she had seen too many bizarre Indian men, and she couldn't imagine what it would be like if Ron was one of them.
"By the way, that Kavya. If you like her, go pursue her."
"What!" Ron turned his head in disbelief.
"Don't look at me like that, Lena and I never mind these things, including you getting married in the future," Mary's expression was indifferent, without a trace of fluctuation. Like a pool of water, without wind, rain, or sunshine.
"Wait, why is this happening? I mean, if I like other girls, wouldn't you feel sad or jealous or something?"
"Why be sad? You have your life, and we have ours. It's different, Ron, we're different," she looked towards the distant stage.
"You've never told me about your past," Ron frowned.
"I should go get busy, those young people need someone to keep an eye on them," Mary lightly avoided the topic, and turned to walk towards the stage.
"Do you like Kavya?" Lena snuck over again at some point, "That girl is good."
"What's going on with you again?" Ron suddenly felt a sense of being caught between laughter and tears.
Her baby face was very pretty, and her tone and eyes were innocent when she spoke.
"I think she's not as good as me," Lena licked her slightly thick and sensual lips, "I mean in terms of oral skills, you know."
"Hey, don't you think it's weird to talk about this topic?" Ron felt a bit of a headache.
"You don't need to be shy, I'll teach Kavya oral skills next time I see her. I'm super good, I guarantee it'll make you feel amazing."
"What's wrong with you two? Or am I just too conservative as an Indian?"
"It's nothing," she giggled, and ran towards Mary with her hands behind her back.
The two of them were almost inseparable, like a pair of conjoined twins.
Ron was very confused today, and for the first time, he felt that Mary and Lena were very mysterious.
Where did they come from, and why did they come to India, he had no idea.
While he was pondering, Joseph in the distance suddenly waved and called him.
"Ron, come over here."
"What's going on?"
"We need a guy, yaar. A white guy, sitting between those two lovely girls."
"What does that have to do with me?" Ron suddenly stretched his neck nimbly.
"Don't be like that, buddy. Look at your skin color, hair color, just change your look a little, and you're a genuine Western white guy, even more genuine than Amitabh Bachchan!"
"No, I can't act, the camera makes me uncomfortable all over."
"Come on!" He grabbed Ron's hand, "No lines, just like them."
The two German girls stood up and reached out to pull Ron to the position between them.
"Come on, please!" One of the girls said in German, "Didn't you just tell us yesterday how easy this is?"
They were charming, and Ron chose them because these young people were all healthy and attractive men and women, and their smiles were provoking him to join.
"Alright, just this one shot. I have something to do, I have to leave later."
Joseph and the stage crew retreated, and the actors took their places. The star, Changji, stood at the front, and the makeup assistant was using a mirror to make final adjustments to his look.
"You missed the best part," a German girl next to him said, "It took this guy a long time to learn this dance. He messed up so many times, and every time he messed up, that assistant with the mirror would jump out.
Then we watched that guy comb his hair again, if we filmed all those mess-ups and that shorty combing that guy's hair with the mirror. I'm telling you, just that alone could be made into a blockbuster comedy!"
This experience was novel, and foreign tourists wouldn't find it boring even if they wasted a day in Bollywood.
This is why they are willing to act for free, and now Ron has also been roped in. Mary and Lena were standing on the sidelines, arms crossed, smiling.
The photographer stared at the camera, motionless, and the director stood next to him, giving final instructions to the lighting crew. With a gesture from the director's assistant, the whole place fell silent.
"Music!" the director ordered, "Action!"
Several stadium-level loudspeakers blasted music, making a thunderous noise on the set. This was the loudest Indian film music Ron had ever heard, and it made his heart beat fast.
The male and female actors, including all the dancers, walked onto the stage with exaggerated movements. The two main actors walked lightly from one side of the stage to the other, dancing and lip-syncing to the music throughout.
After that, there was a dazzling dance, and Ron only appeared in two fleeting shots. On the other hand, Jimi's seductive dance steps in front of him made him itch.
In the evening, as soon as the filming ended, he eagerly took Mary and Lena back to their apartment.
Although he was of a high caste, he couldn't just eat vegetarian food all the time, he should also indulge a little.
Poor little Nianya, alone in her room once again. Someone was rushing around, managing relationships with ease.
The next morning, when he returned to the company yawning, Harus told him that someone had called, named Leon Miller.
Hmm, that name sounds a bit familiar. After thinking about it, Ron remembered that they seemed to have met at the Mondiga Coffee Shop.
Perhaps he had encountered some problem, or perhaps he wanted to hire Ron as a German-speaking guide.
In short, no matter what, Ron was prepared to meet him.
That guy didn't look like an ordinary tourist, this was an intuition he had developed since he started this business.
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