I am a master in India

Chapter 14 Mumbai Travel Information Company
Anna and her friends contacted Ron in the afternoon, and they agreed to meet near India Gate.

This is one of Mumbai's landmark buildings. It was built to welcome King George V of England and his queen.

Well, yes, India Gate was built by the British.

Not only that, most of the famous buildings in Mumbai were designed by the British.

For example, Victoria Railway Station, Bombay High Court, Mount Mary Church, Rajabhai Clock Tower, etc.

To put it bluntly, India now benefits a lot from Britain, and they don't have as much hatred towards that colonial history as one might imagine.

Even though English has become one of the official languages, a very small number of elites still regard it as their mother tongue.

For these reasons, Mumbai has also become a popular tourist destination in the Western world.

When it comes to India Gate Street, almost all backpackers know it, and even more so the locals.

Most of the time, the place is bustling with people and cars. The sound of people, car horns, and business is like a torrential rain beating on a wooden or tin roof.

The entire street is lined with shops, restaurants, and hotels, and among the groups of people there are Africans, Europeans, Arabs, and Indians.

Every step you take brings a different language and music to your ears. Every restaurant exudes a unique aroma in the sizzling air.

When Ron and Anand found Henry and his wife, they were fanning themselves in the shade of a tree with their sun hats.

"Do you two like us in Mumbai?"

"Oh God, I need to think about this for a while."

Both sides shook hands and hugged each other enthusiastically, mainly because the two Frenchmen were too proactive. Seeing Ron was like seeing their savior.

"It's not convenient over the phone, so tell me about your experiences over the past two days."

"I swear just two days ago, I was still yearning for this place, but now I hesitate..."

"Don't worry, I think we can sit down and talk slowly."

Ron took them to an open-air drinks stand and took a few bottles of soda from the stall owner's wooden cart.

After taking a few sips of their drinks, Anna and Henry started talking.

From the time we parted at the train station to our meeting again today, I can sum it up in one sentence.

They have been fooled all the time, and Dangdang is different.

"I once suspected that some large-scale fraud gang had carefully planned a play, and we ran into it without knowing the script."

Henry's self-deprecation made Ron laugh out loud.

"What you've experienced in just two days is enough for me to write an anti-fraud manual."

"Hey, that's not a polite idea."

"I'm sorry, I just think this experience is invaluable, and I really don't mean to be sarcastic."

To express his apology, Ron bought two fruit salads from another vendor.

Maybe it was because he saw his only acquaintance, or maybe it was because he felt refreshed after pouring out his grievances.

Anna and Henry ate the fruit salad in their hands with relish. They were almost suffocated for the past two days.

Ron understood them; he, too, felt suffocated by the environment in Mumbai at first.

Look at the street in front of you, it is full of all kinds of people. There are beggars, jugglers, snake charmers, musicians, astrologers, pimps, smugglers...

It was filthy, with trash constantly falling from the upper windows. The sidewalks and roadsides were also filled with trash, and fat, fearless rats scurried through the garbage, oblivious to the surroundings.

But it is also vibrant, with vendors filling the streets, eager to deliver watermelons, bags of rice, soda, cigarettes and ice cubes to their owners.

Money was flowing everywhere, and there were people on the street holding thick stacks of banknotes, counting and exchanging them.

Ron didn't tell Anna and the others that this was actually a very famous black market in Mumbai.

Tourists just come to watch the fun, but people like him see business opportunities.

"Okay, tell me, what help do you need now?"

Henry wiped his mouth and said quickly, "We want to hire you as a guide and visit the most worthwhile places."

"My price is not cheap, but of course I can also guarantee that something like what happened two days ago will not happen to you again." Anna and Henry were very convinced of this. After all, Ron helped them once on the first day at Mumbai Railway Station.

After the two looked at each other, they became more determined in their thoughts.

"Besides being a guide, I'd also like to entrust you with our food, clothing, shelter and transportation during our time in Mumbai."

Wow, Ron sat up straight, this is a big order.

"If I understand correctly, you mean I will be responsible for arranging the hotel, restaurant, and transportation?"

"Yes, we believe you." Anna nodded.

"Great," Ron cheered in his heart. Being a guide was a reward, but taking a commission was a huge profit.

"Thank you for your trust. I will provide you with services at the lowest price in my career."

"Thank you." Anna and Henry also smiled. See, the package delivery service is not without benefits.

"To safeguard the interests of both parties and to make everything more compliant, I think we should sign a contract."

"Contract?" Anna and the others were stunned. It was the first time they heard that hiring a tour guide required signing a contract.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself." Ron stood up and handed them a business card. "Let me introduce myself again. I'm Ron Soul, the chief guide of the Mumbai Tourism Information Company."

Well, the business card is a bit crude, it just came out of the printer an hour ago.

This was something Ron made on the way here.

"If you are dissatisfied with the service during your trip, you can always call the number on the business card and complain directly to the CEO."

Who is the CEO of Mumbai Travel Information Company?
Sorry, it’s Ron again.

In the other side pocket of his pants, there was a business card with the title of CEO.

"Don't worry, this contract mainly places restrictions on the client. For example, they can't ask for tips at will, and they can't harm the client's interests..."

It sounds good, but the scammers I met a few days ago didn't go through these procedures with them.

"As long as there is contractual protection, we certainly have no objection, but now there is another issue that needs to be resolved."

"Please say"

"We're out of money."

"what?"

“Oh no, I mean we are out of rupees but we have dollars.”

Ron really wanted to ask, there are money-exchanging vendors all over the street, why don't you go find them?

But considering what happened in the past two days, Anna and Henry were probably also scared.

"Can I ask, when you exchanged money before, what percentage did others give you?"

"Uh... about 5% higher than the official rate, but it's a scam."

"I can give you 15%."

"What?" This time it was Anna and the others' turn to be shocked. This was 10 points higher than before.

But after thinking it over, Anna tactfully said that they wanted to go to the bank to exchange the money.

Once bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of ropes for ten years.

Ron smiled slightly, stood up and tilted his head.

"follow me."

He also wants to do business in the foreign exchange black market.

This is one of the future pillar businesses of Mumbai Tourism Information Company.

They wanted to cash it in at the bank, OK! Ron satisfied them.

(End of this chapter)