I am a master in India

Chapter 312 The Gospel of Anand
Anand loved the cable television business, and in order to do that, he practically dumped the entire pharmaceutical business on Rajiv.

Drug trials aren't actually that busy; once a group of people have received the injections, it takes a long time before the next one can happen.

Rajiv frequently dealt with medicine while living in a leprosy slum, and he knew how to label different patients differently, never making a mistake.

He also had many helpers, many of whom were children from the same leprosy slums, and many of them had grown up.

People in the slums also help him run this business; it's a supply chain where everyone makes money.

Anand no longer needs to do everything himself; he has become the de facto leader of the slums.

His current focus is on Sun Cable Networks, which is what Ron assigned him.

He's been very busy, but he's also enjoying the rapid expansion of cable TV subscribers over the past two months.

There is an extraordinary joy in this, and Anand is willing to go to the front lines for it.

Today's mission takes place in the Chogashwari slum, where residents are calling to request access to the television network so they can watch more programs.

Televisions were sold cheaply enough that almost every household in the slum apartment buildings had one.

That's just how Mumbai people are; they love to enjoy life.

Having just eaten a full meal, they couldn't wait to pursue entertainment and pleasure; even people in the slums wouldn't deprive themselves of such things.

There are dozens of cable TV operators of all sizes in the city, but Sun TV can't compete with them by offering a six-month subscription service.

Today, even many herding families in the slums are users of SunTV, and Anand often eats with them.

He also hired a local young herder to run errands for him, specifically to install cable TV in herders' homes.

The young man had twelve brothers and six sisters. Anand paid him money and also gave his brothers some strong liquor.

On one occasion, another of his brothers spoke rudely to Anand, and the young herdsman beat up his own brother without saying a word.

Faced with generous rewards, faith isn't actually that important.

Yes, that's also a form of proxy.

The houses in Chogshwari are dilapidated, some of them are already dangerous buildings, and silver television antennas grow on the simple shacks.

It's true that the environment is dirty and chaotic, but there is water and electricity, although not all the time.

Smoke drifted from the Hindu temple in the alley, while the chimes of the minaret of the Qingzheng Temple could be heard from across the street.

It's hard to imagine that just three years ago, the Indian and Muslim groups were fighting to the death here, but now they get along well.

Anand doesn't mind the sewage in Chogashwari; he lives in a slum himself and feels no discomfort.

Moreover, the more unusual the place, the more fun it is.

He had already scouted the location beforehand; the family he was going to visit today was well-off, considered middle-class, and usually only the woman of the house was home.

Upstairs, sure enough, a housewife opened the door.

She was in her early fifties, but had a good appearance.

Anand almost groaned! This hit him right in the bullseye!

Because he had a SunTV employee ID, he was able to enter the lady of the house's bedroom without any trouble.

He was an expert at installing cable TV; he knew exactly how to do it with his eyes closed.

"Can you get it done today?" the woman asked.

"Madam, please rest assured, I am a professional." Anand's round, fleshy face beamed with an extremely bright smile.

“I missed yesterday’s ‘Celebrity Culinary Competition,’ but I can’t miss next week’s.” The woman stood not far behind him.

"Don't worry, this program will be rebroadcast this afternoon."

"Really?"

"Of course, I have connections at the TV station. Do you know who the guests are for the first episode?" He asked me with a look that said, "Please ask me soon."

“I heard about Sanjay Dutt? He’s made a comeback.” The woman sat down on the edge of the bed.

Sanjay Dutt is a friend of women; middle-aged housewives love his roguish charm.

“You’re very well-informed. Just last week, I had dinner with him.”

"What?!" the woman exclaimed.

“Here, look at this photo.” Anand pulled something he had prepared beforehand from his shirt pocket.

Wow! Is this a photo of you and him?

"I've said it before, I have connections at the TV station."

He handed her the photo, and the woman reached out her hand; he touched it casually.

They parted instantly, quickly and naturally.

He can only do this much; he must not be more proactive or act rashly.

He didn't want to ruin the business; Ron Baba's business was his top priority.

"You actually know him? I still have his videotapes at home, and I watch them all the time." The woman looked at the photo with great envy.

“Do you know how much he loves vegetarian food? I saw him swallow a whole basket of lettuce leaves,” Anand began, recounting insider gossip.

He now frequents television stations and bumps into a Bollywood star every now and then.

Taking advantage of his position, he chatted with them and inadvertently overheard a lot of gossip.

The woman in front of him was just a housewife; she had never heard of such fascinating anecdotes.

She quickly fell for it, unconsciously drawn in.

Her life was too monotonous and utterly devoid of joy.

She married according to her parents' wishes, and there was no love between her and her husband.

Their union was routine, and both felt the same way: it was nothing more than a physiological need, nothing more than "electrifying."

Just like a battery that has been sitting for too long, if the charge inside is not released, it may cause the battery to leak or explode.

Their sex life was equally uninspiring, and even if they wanted to try something new, they lacked the energy. She stayed home cooking and raising children, and was indifferent to the outside world.

She had to cater to her husband's needs, while her own needs were disregarded.

Many women go through their entire lives without ever knowing what an orgasm is; their lives revolve around three meals a day and watching TV at home in their spare time.

Even when they lie in bed at night, they still talk to their husbands about things like, "Your sister made this today, and your sister-in-law talked about that this afternoon."

This isn't what a happy marriage should be like, she often thought.

Anand is adept at flattery; his early years as a rickshaw driver had honed his silver tongue.

The woman listened with great interest; she had never felt so relaxed as she did today.

He was covered in sweat, so she brought him some water from the kitchen.

“My husband is never home, and every time he comes back, he’s dead drunk.” She sat closer.

“Where are your family? How lonely you must be all alone.” Anand said with a look of deep empathy and sadness.

“My hometown is in Gujarat, but I’m the only one who came to Mumbai.”

"Ah! You're a Gujarati!" Anand exclaimed, his eyes widening dramatically as he tried his best to show surprise.

Gujarat is great, Gujarati women are the most sexually frustrated.

"You've finished your water, would you like some more?" She reached out and stroked his strong arm.

"The TV will be ready soon." Anand quickly connected the line.

The woman waited there, very close, her other hand quietly climbing up Anand's back.

“Tell me more about Sanjay Dutt.” She was practically pressed against him.

"What do you mean?" Anand puffed out his chest.

"Tell me quietly, only I can hear you."

The bed was right next to their legs; they only needed to move a little to get there and have room to show off their skills.

The Celebrity Cooking Competition has indeed resumed airing, with the first episode airing yesterday and featuring a star-studded lineup.

Besides Sanjay Dutt, there's Shah Rukh Khan, as well as Urmira, Manisha, and a cricket star.

Well, Ron also squeezed his two women in as the first guests.

The most prominent figure here is Shah Rukh Khan, a herdsman who is also the prince in the hearts of countless Indian women, and has a huge appeal among the people.

This is not surprising, as Bollywood was controlled by Punjabis and herders in its early years, and it remains so today.

In order to make the "Celebrity Cooking Competition" a resounding success, Sun TV naturally had to invite top-tier celebrities to support it.

Ron personally called Shah Rukh Khan, who immediately made time for the first episode recording.

The SunTV production team built a dedicated cooking studio with multiple large kitchen areas equipped with cooking stations.

There are also well-stocked storage rooms, freezers, refrigerators, and a matching upscale restaurant and lounge area.

The theme of the first episode is the mystery box challenge, where guests play mini-games to select blind boxes containing ingredients.

Each box contains different ingredients. You use whatever you get to make a dish, provided that you use every single ingredient.

The show even has judges, most of whom are well-known chefs or veterans of the entertainment industry.

When celebrities cook, it's all about laughter and jokes, with entertainment being the main focus.

Laughter from the television filled the room, and the logo of Suer Electric, the sponsor, was incredibly eye-catching, but nobody cared.

The housewife abandoned her Sanjay Dutt and instead fought for her life in the bedroom.

"Hurry up!" she shouted.

"what happened?"

“You’re blocking my way. I need to see Sanjay Dutt.”

“Easy!” Anand told her to face the television.

"Yaar! You've really gone to this extent to torture me, you're so good at it!"

Anand finally succeeded, and he is now a friend of women.

Since starting his cable television business, he has never lacked potential partners for extramarital affairs.

Who can enter the house? The milkman delivers the milk and leaves, the laundry worker brings the ironed clothes and leaves too.

But he was different; he could go into their rooms, even their bedrooms, and stay there to install cable TV.

He slept with a total of thirteen housewives under the guise of "installing" cable TV.

Recently, he has even started to carefully select items, making sure they are ones he likes.

He's already slept with five women in this community; it wasn't difficult at all.

How often should a married man satisfy his wife? Twice or three times a week? Women are always sexually unsatisfied.

He understands the principles well and has a wealth of experience.

Some women would even call him first, saying that their home cable TV network wasn't working.

They sat down beside him and extended their hands, but he wouldn't grant their wish all at once; they always had to wait a couple more days.

Anand doesn't care about the other person's age; there are plenty of housewives in their fifties like her today.

His proudest moment was with an Agoli woman, from the ghoul tribe of India, who worshipped Shiva.

The Agoli people have exceptionally flexible bodies, and their sexual positions are incredibly skillful.

Yoga was child's play for her, and Anand still cherishes that experience to this day.

Of all Ron Baba's careers, his favorite is cable television.

(End of this chapter)