I am a master in India

Chapter 380 New Tactics

Ron didn't give Mayawati a perfunctory answer; his wedding wouldn't be just one event.

The main venue was in New Delhi, where most of the attendees were politicians and dignitaries, and their families were also all present.

This can be considered an official announcement to some extent, as both companies openly shared the news with the media.

However, Ron's business has expanded significantly, and his network of connections is quite complex.

The mere ten thousand people who came to New Delhi cannot possibly cover his influence.

So after celebrating for three days, he took Issa and flew to Mumbai without stopping.

Politicians from North India need to be taken care of, and businessmen from South India also need to be entertained.

Nowadays in India, wealthy families and businessmen hold more than one reception for their weddings.

Ron did the same, finishing in New Delhi, then Mumbai, and then going to Goa for vacation.

If you add these places together, there are five or six banquets alone.

The wedding in Mumbai was purely consumerist and hedonistic, lacking the solemnity and seriousness of the wedding in New Delhi.

It's a city of desires, after all; everyone loves a life of extravagance and debauchery.

Bollywood stars from all walks of life gathered, including some who came from Hollywood.

A few million dollars in appearance fees is nothing to Ron.

Well, despite the lively atmosphere, Urmira and Vanessa didn't show up.

The two women were probably hiding somewhere, cricketing Ron. They were already being kind by not giving him a hard time, and were even celebrating.

Even the usually well-behaved Nia had a problem with it, as Baba hadn't shown her any affection in a long time.

Before Ron had even settled the physically disabled Isa down, she seized the opportunity to make her move.

She dismissed all the servants in the villa, and Ron was caught red-handed just for coming out for a drink of water.

"Wait, Nia, what are you doing?"

"There's no time, Baba, let's hurry while Miss Isa is asleep." She started to work.

“Ah, Nia, you’ve changed.” Ron exclaimed in surprise.

“I’m twenty-two too, Master.” She squatted down and looked at him pitifully.

“This…” Ron scratched his head.

Nia swayed gently like a kitten.

"Daddy, I want a child too."

"I can't control this kind of thing." Ron resigned himself to his fate.

"Just try a few more times." She was very positive and had confidence in her owner.

Ron didn't plan to stay in Mumbai for long; he was going to Goa in a few days.

As a result, Xiao Nia didn't want him to be idle, and other people also took the initiative to come to her door.

The most anxious one is Xiaotian. He hasn't even gone to the Sapphire Museum during this time, let alone had time to worry about the millions of rupees that Mona Lisa had swindled from him.

The Japanese headquarters placed even greater emphasis on the Indian market than he had imagined.

To be precise, it's the Indian telecommunications market, which is far more profitable than things like cooperating with television sets.

They were certainly aware of India's telecommunications policies, but were deterred by the prospect of a license costing millions of dollars.

This is clearly a case of fleecing a fat sheep; money is spent, but there's no guarantee of a return.

However, if local Indian businessmen obtain the licenses and provide communication solutions, they can make a lot more money.

Low risk, high profit, of course we value it.

Oda was initially full of confidence, but Ron tricked him.

He didn't quite believe in the so-called self-developed technology; Indians are known for their boasting.

Look at all these years, what technology does India have that it can be proud of?

No! They can't even handle manufacturing, let alone research and development.

Suer Electric Appliances seemed to have made a huge name for itself in the market. But Xiaotian knew that they had all picked up scraps from Dongda University.

Building a signal base station is not so easy. As far as he knows, the telecommunications equipment market in Dongda is basically monopolized by international brands.

Suer doesn't even have scraps to pick up, so how can they develop their own?

Xiao Tian thought that Ron's lack of enthusiasm towards him was simply a negotiation tactic.

It's a strategy of feigning weakness to lure the enemy into a trap; he had also skimmed through Sun Tzu's Art of War.

Then Ron turned around and got married.
If that's all, then that's it.

What Oda found most unacceptable was that Indian mobile companies were actually debugging base stations.

He witnessed a team of engineers pointing out and commenting on the surrounding buildings in downtown Mumbai.

Then, a small base station tower was erected there within two days, bearing the logo of India Mobile, but the brand owner was a company called Goldwing.

Oda immediately sent people to investigate, and the information they returned left him dumbfounded.

This company was established less than two months ago, has no technological foundation, and happens to belong to the newly established Suer Technology Group.

Is it really self-developed?
Oda didn't believe it; he knew about that so-called Suer Research Institute. It was just a shoddy job, nothing special.

He began frequently going to Indian mobile companies to gather information, until he happened to meet a few people with Asian faces.

He suddenly realized the key: it was either the Koreans or the University of Tokyo.

Oda was well aware of the strength of his Asian neighbors, and he first ruled out his domestic counterparts.

They knew that NEC was in contact with Suer Electric and wouldn't interfere at this time; they had that kind of tacit understanding.

It's unlikely that it's the Koreans either, as they are extremely guarded against anyone, fearing the leakage of their so-called core technologies.

Take, for example, some of the brands that have entered India today. They are not wholly owned; they simply outsource 100% of their manufacturing.

They don't engage in joint ventures, nor do they readily engage in so-called technology imports.

That last one might be the University of Tokyo. Sure enough, Oda overheard those Asian faces talking in Chinese in private.

He couldn't understand it, but he could still distinguish between Chinese and Korean.

Now Xiaotian was really worried.

The TV set was stolen once, so we can't let the even more lucrative signal base station be stolen by Dongda University too.

He didn't even have time to ponder where the technology from the University of Tokyo came from before he hurriedly came to them.

Having just filled Nia's belly, Ron was now in a state of post-coital bliss and had absolutely no desire to discuss business.

However, Xiaotian shamelessly came over, completely abandoning his pride in his manners.

"Mr. Su, how could you use the University of Tokyo's base station?"

"Huh?" Ron, still lost in thought, blinked, not understanding.

“NEC’s signal base stations are world-leading, and given our partnership, we will certainly offer the necessary preferential treatment.”

"So how much discount do you think I can get?" Ron asked leisurely.

"Uh, 20%, as long as you hand over all the base station supporting business in India to NEC."

Ron yawned in boredom, thinking that after all this time he was still so stingy.

Only a 20% discount? Do you know what the University of Tokyo's asking price is? It's a 70% cut!

"Too late, we've developed it ourselves now."

“Mr. Su, I saw several people from Dongda University in your company.”

“What are you trying to say?” Ron glanced at him sideways.

“What I mean is that NEC’s technology is more reliable than Tokyo University’s,” he quickly explained.

"This has nothing to do with them; it's the result of the Suer Institute. If you don't believe me, you can take apart the base station equipment and see for yourself—it's a genuine product of the Golden-Winged Bird Institute."

Yes, a complete set of customized products.

From chip marking to circuit board packaging, the Golden Winged Bird logo is everywhere.

No matter how you disassemble it, it's definitely self-developed.

Hua Zi has a good reputation, and they agreed to all of Ron's requests.

Unlike some companies that, after taking money from clients, are eager to jump out and advertise their customization services.

Ron hates people like that the most. They have no morals whatsoever.

The University of Tokyo was still remarkably efficient; as soon as the two sides reached an agreement, they sent people over for an on-site inspection.

One hundred base station signal towers have already been erected in South Mumbai.

This is the first area where India Mobile launched its communication services, and it is still undergoing testing.

Hua Zi's men were even more enthusiastic than Ron's group, because this was the first real-world application of their product.

The experience gained in India can be quickly applied to the domestic market within six months.

This once-in-a-lifetime opportunity can not only help them quickly defuse potential problems, but also provide research directions for the development of the next generation of products.

Ron said to do whatever he wanted, as Indians don't care about service quality, let alone complaints.

If complaints were effective, the telecommunications department would be the first to go bankrupt.

At this point, we should first set up the framework, at least ensuring that the wealthy in South Mumbai have uninterrupted signal coverage.

Yes, Indian mobile companies have started operating, and their fees are quite expensive.

The network access fee alone is three thousand rupees. This is not Ron asking for an exorbitant price, but rather a significant portion of it is paid to the Ministry of Telecommunications.

Making and receiving calls costs money, about one rupee per minute, and long-distance calls are even more expensive.

Indian mobile companies' signal coverage is not yet that far, so they have to rent signal towers from the Ministry of Telecommunications, which involves paying a cut.

In order to keep the company running, monthly rent is naturally an unavoidable expense.

The state-owned company charges 500 rupees per month, while India Mobile charges only 300.

They're blatantly trying to poach customers, and they've also come up with a lot of other promotional offers.

Nevertheless, the average monthly cost for mobile phone users remains as high as 500-800 rupees.

Ordinary people shouldn't even think about it; it's a luxury only for a privileged few.

Ron's idea was to use Huazi's low-cost base stations to first build a communication network.

Once the product is finalized, we'll immediately engage in a price war.

However, the high cost of mobile phones is a bottleneck; with prices often reaching tens of thousands of rupees, very few people can afford them.

Ron then set his sights on Xiaotian, determined to fleece him once more.

"Mr. Oda, let's put the base station issue aside for now and discuss another business deal?"

"Another deal?"

"Yes, mobile phones. What do you think about us replicating our previous collaboration on televisions?"

"You mean launching a joint venture brand mobile phone in India?"

"It has great potential, doesn't it? If televisions can succeed, there's no reason why mobile phones can't."

To be honest, Xiaotian was actually a little tempted.

NEC does have a mobile phone business, but it relies entirely on its partnership with the domestic operator NTT.

To put it bluntly, it's a contract phone; if it were put on the open market, nobody would buy it.

If this is the case domestically, sales are even more dismal overseas.

The reason is that NEC's mobile phones have long relied on bundled sales, lacking flexibility in design and functionality, and are rigid and slow to iterate.

If we can open up the Indian market now, that would be a great achievement.

Xiaotian felt that reaching a mobile phone cooperation agreement first was a good idea, given the uncertain outcome of the signal base station project.

(End of this chapter)