I am a master in India

Chapter 267 Master Mo calls me "Sir"!
Dutt had never encountered an officer like Ajay, who was utterly unyielding.

No matter how much he hinted about his connections or how many benefits he promised, it was all in vain.

The only saving grace was that he was accompanied by a lawyer when he was taken to the police station; otherwise, those young men who were hung up would have been his role models.

Their appearance was so pitiful; their thin arms and weak legs were tied together and hung on their backs, their bodies were covered in purple welts that oozed blood, and their faces were swollen beyond recognition.

When Duterte came in, they could only groan softly, too weak to even lift their heads.

"I have a lawyer! I'm applying for bail!" Duterte shouted in alarm.

"Don't rush, we have plenty of time to talk." Aijie popped a piece of candy into his mouth.

While they were talking, the interrogation continued in the next room and in the hallway.

The only sound in the entire police station was the screams of those being interrogated.

There were no police officers yelling or questioning, only incessant, heart-wrenching screams.

Then Dutter heard a muffled sound, like something hard hitting flesh.

His face twitched, his eyes filled with anxiety, and he kept glancing at the lawyer beside him.

The meaning was clear: he wanted to leave this godforsaken place as soon as possible.

In India, regardless of wealth, people tend to avoid or keep their distance from the police.

Police officers like Aijie are practically the nemesis of the rich.

Those young men have already confessed everything, leaving Duterte no room for excuses.

As mentioned before, he only has two choices: terrorism or unfair competition.

To avoid interrogation and beatings, Duterte signed the statement after his lawyer gave his consent.

He was able to leave the police station in no more than five minutes. After all, he was a wealthy man of some status, so Aijie couldn't torture him like he would a regular suspect.

However, as soon as Duterte stepped out of the police station, he was immediately surrounded by reporters who were waiting there.

Well, Aijie really can't do anything to him, but he can still leak some information to the outside world.

A disheveled Duterte ducked into the car, remaining silent the entire time.

His pathetic appearance made the front pages of major newspapers the very next day.

The terrorist attack was a false alarm; the real reason was to frame a competitor!

The report immediately made Gopal Dutt a laughing stock.

Editorials and ordinary people alike ridiculed and mocked him relentlessly.

The tense atmosphere surrounding the "terrorist attack" had everyone on edge, but now that the truth has come out, people are relieved, yet they have also unanimously condemned him.

Kaviya, a reporter for The Times of India, jokingly called him a demolition genius.

The nickname spread extremely quickly, and by evening it was on the news broadcast on All India Television.

This is ridiculous. They actually came up with this kind of method to destroy their competitors.

Reporters, always eager for a good show, rushed to interview Ron.

Faced with everyone's eager, gossipy gazes, Ron simply shrugged. "The Suer TV can withstand any test."

Look at this, this is marketing, effortless success!
When the first news of a "terrorist attack" broke, Suer Electric Appliances made an appearance.

Even vandals know to use Sull televisions to attract passersby, which shows how deeply the brand has penetrated people's minds.

That very evening, many distributors called Suer Electric Appliances to request additional orders.

Now look what's happened. The terrorist attack was a ruse; their real goal was to discredit Suerh TV.

The envy of one's peers is the best compliment.

Two months later, Suer televisions, which had cooled down slightly, have once again become hot commodities on the black market.

Faced with a flood of orders, Ron could only sigh in despair.

It's too late, really too late. Even with all four production lines running at full capacity, we can't meet market demand.

The fifth and sixth production lines will be put into operation at the end of the month, at which time the pressure on production capacity will be slightly relieved.

Fortunately, with the help of technicians from Dongda University, otherwise Suer Electric alone might not have been able to set up a production line in two months.

To support production in India, Dongda has sent dozens of technicians. Their expenses and subsidies are all paid for by Ron.

Putting everything else aside, the efficiency alone makes it worthwhile.

The workers at Suer Electric Appliances practically reaped the benefits without lifting a finger; the installation and debugging were done without them having to put in any effort.

It will probably be around the ninth or tenth production line before it's Suer's turn to practice.

Now is the time to scramble for production capacity; every day we delay means a loss of money, and Ron has no patience to wait.

As his business expanded, the number of documents requiring his signature filled an entire table.

After finally finishing his work, Ron picked up the newspaper on the table and examined it.

Videocon has really stumbled this time. It's said that the Toshiba delegation that was preparing to negotiate with them has already returned to Japan.

Duterte's dream of having a complete production line technology is likely to fall through, at least not in the short term.

Great, Suer Electric has one less competitor.

Unfortunately, Onida, who was hiding behind the scenes, escaped unscathed this time with little to no loss.

They were in charge of the propaganda war, but it never actually happened.

The reporters that Erco Shopping Mall had arranged in advance suddenly switched sides.

Even though Aijie wanted to ask, he had no evidence.

Ron heard that they had signed an import contract with Japan's JVC, which would likely be Suer Electric's main competitor from now on.

Once the other party's production line is in place, the cost of various parts will inevitably drop significantly.

At that time, low prices would no longer be exclusive to Suer televisions, and competitive pressure would arise. However, Ron didn't take it too seriously; while competitors were improving, Suer Electronics wasn't idle either.

Along with the fifth and sixth production lines, the picture tube production line from Tokyo University also arrived.

After placing a massive order for 200,000 sets of core components, Tokyo University finally agreed to transfer its cathode ray tube technology.

Ron didn't have time to research the technology, so he could only buy ready-made production lines, purchasing four at once.

Each production line costs $50 and produces 30 picture tubes per year, which is much more expensive than the assembly line.

After all, it is a core component, with a technology density far exceeding that of the assembly line, so it is reasonable that it is expensive.

The idea of ​​adapting NEC color picture tubes from the University of Tokyo has also made progress, and a batch of samples is expected to be delivered soon.

If the trial production goes smoothly, he won't hesitate to utilize the joint venture's idle color TV production lines.

Suer Electric expanded rapidly, but it also had a drawback: it burned through too much money.

Of the ten million US dollars previously exchanged through a Swiss bank, nine million have already been burned, leaving less than one million in the account.

That's over 300 million rupees! And it only took three months, averaging 100 million rupees per month.

The result of the investment is that the Suer Industrial Park has seven more factory buildings and fourteen production lines that will be completed in succession.

All the money was converted into means of production; that's the foundation of a business.

Suer Electric has become the largest television manufacturer in Mumbai, and it will grow even larger in the future.

This is not all the harvest; the total profit from television sales in September and October was 3.5 million.

Including the water-cooled air conditioner and electric fan, as well as previous savings, we can probably raise about 5 million rupees.

This is the ammunition of Suer Electric, and Ron's confidence.

With the money, the first thing he wanted to do was not to enjoy it, but to continue expanding production.

A month earlier, Ron had sent the company's sales staff to various states to investigate the market.

Tamil, Odisha, Gujarat, and Punjab are all key states to consider.

These regions generally have economies above the Indian average and are relatively highly industrialized.

Suer Electric is in initial contact with the local government, mainly to test the conditions they offer, including land, loans, and manpower. They are open to anything.

Choose whoever offers the best terms; it's that simple.

India is at the beginning of market liberalization and is attracting investment everywhere.

Well-known brands like Suer Electric Appliances are fully qualified to select and choose from cities across the country.

Ron thought to himself with delight, "They might even have to personally receive me."

Jingle Bell.
The phone on the table rang, and Ron picked up the receiver.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Suer?" a strong, resonant voice asked.

"Yes, it's me."

"This is the Gujarat BJP office. We've noticed you have plans to invest in Gujarat?"

"You could say that, we are currently investigating the market."

“Then you must come to Gujarat and see for yourself. It has the most complete industrial facilities in India. If you set up your factory here, you can enjoy all kinds of conveniences.”

“I’ll consider it,” Ron said noncommittally.

“If you have any plans, please contact me in advance: Narendra Modi, Secretary General of the BJP in Gujarat.”

"Wait!" Ron, who had been absent-minded, suddenly snapped to attention. "What did you say your last name was?"

"Mo Di." The voice was still full of confidence.

"Excuse me for asking," Ron said, his eyes darting around.

"what?"

"Do you have a really stylish beard?"

There was silence on the other end, and after a long while, the reply came, "Yes."

"I'm going to Gujarat this month!"

“I’m really looking forward to our next meeting, Mr. Sue.” The voice sounded rather pleased.

“I’m looking forward to it too.” Ron laughed as he hung up the phone.

Look, Master Mo calls me "Sir"!
It's truly unexpected that the great master had already begun to make a name for himself in politics at this time.

Being the Secretary-General of the BJP is no easy task. Besides ability, one must also be a trusted confidant.

At this time, the great immortal was probably only in his forties, and in terms of political potential, he had a bright future.

I never expected him to call me personally.

Gujarat is a place Ron should personally visit.

Without delay, he set off for Ahmedabad almost a week after receiving Mo Daxian's call.

This is the largest city in Gujarat and the most important economic and industrial center in the state.

Ron’s first impression after getting off the plane was that it was spacious.

It's hard to imagine that there are six-lane roads in such good condition in India.

The car sped along, and as it entered the city, the road gradually became a four-lane highway, and then narrowed to a two-lane highway.

Everywhere there were marching groups, ranging from dozens to hundreds. They waved orange battle flags vigorously and shouted slogans.

Ron finally understood why Gujarat had been so eager to contact him.

In two or three months, there will be a state general election.

(End of this chapter)