I am a master in India

Chapter 280 A great victory
Elections in India are conducted in separate regions and do not begin simultaneously.

Voting began in Gujarat’s 182 constituencies in March.

For swing districts, the night before the election is the most competitive, as bribery is almost inevitable.

The methods of bribery are varied, with direct cash gifts or lavish weddings and feasts for villagers being common practices.

Some flamboyant opposition parties, in order to win the votes of single men, will simply book an entire red-light district and send girls to their door one by one to serve them.

Surprised? Sending cannons to someone's door is also a form of vote-buying.

People like the BJP, who honestly solve problems for their voters, are like a breath of fresh air in a mudslide.

A slightly less extravagant approach involves giving villagers gifts such as cattle, fertilizer, and seeds; the specifics vary depending on the constituency.

Each political party knows exactly what each constituency needs, and they distribute benefits carefully, fearing that the other side will have something to say about them.

Bribery not only occurs in swing districts, but also in other established power spheres.

Election season is a time of great success for voters.

They can accept gifts from various parties, and the final decision on whom to vote for is still in their own hands.

However, one thing is certain: any party that doesn't give gifts during an election will lose, because none of its competitors will refrain from doing so.

According to the regulations of the Election Commission of India, political parties are not restricted in how much they spend, as long as they truthfully report their expenses.

However, the Election Commission imposes strict limits on candidates' spending; for example, a regional council candidate's spending cannot exceed 120 million rupees.

In reality, nobody cares about this number; they're using dirty money and never keep track of how much they spend.

With the election date fast approaching, the competition for votes in swing districts is becoming increasingly fierce.

Mo Di personally led a team to ambush the road, mainly intercepting suspicious delivery trucks.

In election competition, obtaining evidence of bribery by the opposing side is also a way to defeat the enemy.

The master received advance intelligence and, with the help of the police, made sure to arrest them all.

In just one week, they seized hundreds of thousands of barrels of liquor and thousands of kilograms of dark chocolate.

Yes, that's right. Many politicians use things like hemp and opium as bribes to win over undecided voters.

This was absolutely outrageous. Ron was stunned when he heard the news.

He believed he had seen far too many outlandish ideas, yet he still couldn't integrate into the secular world of India because he wasn't outrageous enough.

Damn it, politicians are feeding voters opium!
Torture! Real torture! No wonder it's the biggest democracy, it's so free.

"So you know, those people's methods of bribery are beyond imagination." Mo Di shrugged.

“Our laws aren’t very binding,” Ron nodded.

"That's the problem; we should severely punish those people."

Mo Daxian wasn't going to be polite to those Congress members; he immediately contacted reporters to expose the matter.

The opposing candidate not only lost the constituency but was also forced to resign from his party post, suffering a complete defeat.

"We should be fine once we take the last few swing zones, right?" Ron was waiting for the final result.

"An unprecedented victory!" The immortal was very excited.

On March 14, the election results were announced. The BJP won 121 of the 182 legislative seats in Gujarat.

The Congress Party, which has ruled Gujarat for decades, is now handing over power to its arch-rival.

Everyone knows that the political landscape of the West Indian economic states is about to undergo a major transformation, with many positions becoming available and many lucrative opportunities waiting to be divided.

The key to this election victory lies in the "pilgrimage" strategy devised by the master.

The so-called pilgrimage is similar to the "chariot tour" of the 90s, both of which are large-scale propaganda tours to enhance the party's prestige.

The motorcade procession that Adniwa participated in during his speech in Jep was a pilgrimage, and it was very effective.

By cultivating relationships with key figures such as the powerful and wealthy in rural areas, Modi built a power network covering the entire state, greatly weakening the Congress Party's grassroots rule.

He has done a great service this time and will likely be entrusted with an important task soon.

However, the immediate priority is the Chief Minister's swearing-in, a matter on which there is considerable disagreement within the BJP.

As is customary for the winning party in an election, the party leader automatically becomes the Chief Minister.

However, Adniwa declined the nomination for Chief Minister due to his advanced age, and Patel was ultimately appointed as Chief Minister of Gujarat by internal appointment within the BJP.

He was one of Adniwa's confidants and a party member whom Modi supported.

However, not everyone was convinced by the appointment, and Waghelah, also a high-ranking member of the BJP, had strong opinions about it.

He also has a group of supporters within the party, and their influence is not small. They believe that Waghelah is the only one qualified to sit on the throne of Chief Minister.

In particular, Vaghela and Modi are at odds, and the Great Immortal supports his rival Patel.

In short, the BJP appears to have won a great victory, but internal struggles remain turbulent.

Ron was not yet aware of their intertwined interests; he only knew that he had successfully established himself in Gujarat.

The day after his victory, he attended Patel's inauguration ceremony and participated in the celebrations.

“Mr. Sue, thank you very much for your generous help.” The portly Patel walked over to express his gratitude.

“This is a victory for democracy,” Ron said with a smile.

"That's right, a victory for democracy!" Everyone laughed.

"By the way, how's your factory doing?" Patel asked.

"Production will begin immediately; we're just waiting for news of your election."

The Sur industrial park in Gujarat has not yet started construction, and the idle warehouses in Jamnagar have been temporarily converted into factory buildings.

"Don't worry, I'll approve that land right away, and I'll even give you extra tax breaks."

"It's a pleasure working with you!" Ron clinked glasses with him.

Yes, they were drinking milk tea and eating snacks.

Gujarat prohibits alcohol in principle, but private possession of less than one liter of alcohol is permitted; anything more is illegal.

The BJP firmly enforced this regulation, so during the celebrations, everyone could only drink tea and eat snacks.

However, this didn't prevent Ron from getting acquainted with key figures in the BJP, including the party leader, chief minister, high-ranking officials, and Dhirubhai Shah. He was a key figure in the BJP's communications, skilled in writing speeches, including lyrics and music. He also had businesses in Mumbai, primarily in media, and was one of the BJP's financial backers.

Ron had a very pleasant conversation with these bigwigs, and he had put in a lot of effort this time.

Jamnagar is a full 500 acres of land, enough to build a city within a city, and now the BJP is giving it to him for free.

Look, the benefactor who offers help in times of need has a different status.

"When do you plan to hold the signing ceremony for the Suer Industrial Park?" Adniwa, beaming with pride, still remembered this important event.

"The sooner the better; we have to deliver on our promises to the voters."

“Excellent!” The core members of the BJP nodded in satisfaction.

Riding the wave of their resounding victory, the BJP will immediately implement economic development plans within the state, further boosting its prestige.

In the next election, Sur will become their achievement, and the party's foundation will become even stronger.

Ron himself was eager to get the industrial park settled as soon as possible. Suer Electric's products were in high demand and he wished he could start work tomorrow.

As for secretly hoarding land, he would never do that, nor would he stoop to doing so.

He's not a cucumber; he doesn't care about the small gains from land appreciation.

Once the manufacturing industry reaches a certain scale, profits snowball, making more money than in real estate.

Moreover, land in India is not valuable; apart from Mumbai and New Delhi, there is absolutely no investment value elsewhere.

According to the agreement with the BJP, the Sur Park in Gujarat is a mega-project that will last for five years.

In the first two years, priority will be given to building television set clusters, with some products supplied domestically and others exported to Persian Gulf countries.

This is a high-net-worth product, which is highly valued by both Ron himself and the Indian Party.

Other small appliances will follow suit, and when the time is right, washing machines, refrigerators, and air conditioners are also viable options.

In short, once the 500-acre industrial park is fully completed, there will be more than 50,000 jobs, let alone 30,000.

Ron is looking forward to the day when Suer Electric becomes a behemoth, and Mo Di might have to give him a foot-touching salute then.

Haha, just wishful thinking, don't take it seriously.

“Great Immortal.” Ron put his arm around Mo Di’s shoulder, acting very intimately.

"What?" He didn't hear clearly.

“Ahem, Narendra, you’re going to have a great time this time.” Ron didn’t even call him by his last name anymore.

"This is a victory for the Party." Modi clasped his hands together, appearing very modest.

"I heard from Mr. Adniwa that they are planning to transfer you to New Delhi to serve as the national secretary-general of the BJP?"

"It's not confirmed yet, so we can't take it seriously." Although Mo Di said this, a smile had already appeared on his lips.

The position of National Secretary-General of the BJP is a very important one. For Modi, the biggest advantage is that he can have access to BJP officials in all the states across the country.

What does this mean? It means he will rapidly build his reputation within the party, which will be the foundation for him to rise to a higher position in the future.

"Mr. Suer, Mr. Modi, congratulations on your presence."

Just as Ron and the Immortal were putting their arms around each other, a round face came closer.

With his bulbous nose and mustache, isn't this the future richest man?

The BJP's unprecedented resounding victory naturally turned against unscrupulous businessmen.

At the celebration party, some businessmen came uninvited.

However, most people can only put on a smiling face and wander around aimlessly; very few become honored guests like Ron.

Adani was an opportunist, so of course he wouldn't miss any opportunity to network.

He was slightly more confident than others because he had bet on both sides during the election, receiving money from both the BJP and the MIC.

“So it’s Mr. Adani.” Ron smiled and clinked glasses with him.

“The Port of Mondra is under construction and urgently needs Mr. Sue’s cement support,” the big-nosed man said earnestly.

"No problem, the construction team is already on standby and will start work tomorrow. Cement will be supplied soon."

“That’s wonderful. Mr. Sur’s efficiency is renowned throughout India.” Adani said enthusiastically.

He always had a smile on his face, and his gaze would occasionally sweep over Mo Di.

Clearly, he knew that the immortal was about to be given an important position, so he came early to cultivate a relationship with him.

A party leader like Adniwa is never short of flatterers. Modi, on the other hand, while not yet a core member of the leadership, possesses immense potential and is a more worthwhile investment.

The master responded politely to his kindness.

Adani was, after all, a well-known businessman in Gujarat, and the first private dock he owned was his; he had to be given face.

However, with Ron, the charcoal-offering elder, already there, it's hard for anyone else to catch the eye of the Great Immortal.

He can distinguish between offering help in times of need and adding to someone's success.

Both are wealthy businessmen, so why didn't he choose the one who is more loyal and righteous?
“Mr. Suer, you might want to visit Mondra again sometime. We have a lot in common,” Adani invited.

“No problem, I’ll go.” Ron nodded politely.

After exchanging pleasantries, Adani smiled and went to socialize with other people.

"Are you going back to Mumbai?" Modi asked.

"Leave after signing the agreement."

"Because of antitrust issues?"

“Yes, some people think the Sull televisions are too cheap,” Ron shrugged.

To be honest, this was something he hadn't expected.

India, this godforsaken place, actually has the concept of anti-monopoly.

"Those are all vampires; they can't stand seeing poor people living a good life." At this moment, the immortal still had a bit of a strong sense of righteous indignation.

“It’s all trivial, not worth mentioning,” Ron chuckled.

(End of this chapter)