I am a master in India

Chapter 395 Family Heirloom

"May I ask, what is your company's daily coal production?" The Mitsubishi representative was very attentive.

"The mine in front of us has a daily output of about 3,000 tons. There are two other mines in the northwest, which are about the same size."

Following the direction Ron was pointing, they could vaguely see a similar mining site in the distance, which was also bustling with activity.

"Including equipment, mine construction, and personnel, I invested a total of six billion rupees, which was US$1.5 million at the exchange rate at the time. This is the sixth largest mine here, after Coal India and Tata."

"Where are the miners?"

"It's all mechanized work. Apart from skilled workers, there aren't many ordinary miners."

"We'd also like to visit the coal warehouse."

"no problem."

Ron then led them to the outskirts of Danbad, where he had rented land to sort the coal he had mined.

Xiao Rizi is quite satisfied with the site of Suer Mining. Mechanized operations can ensure stable supply and represent the strength of the supplier.

However, upon arriving at the warehouse, they couldn't help but frown.

Workers are sorting the coal in the piles that look like small mountains. Different grades of coal need to be stored separately, and their prices are naturally different.

Some of the coal transported from the mine is in very large pieces and needs further crushing to make it easier to load onto trains and transport it to other places.

However, many of these sorting workers are still children. Their small figures are a stark contrast to the coal piles.

Ron didn't rush to explain. He walked into the warehouse, and people noticed him. They instinctively shouted, then excitedly ran over and touched his feet.

No one organized it; it was all spontaneous.

The miners were kneeling on the ground, speaking urgently. Ron smiled and nodded at them, offering a few words of comfort.

He doesn't come here often, but everyone knows him.

Because both the mines and the warehouses displayed Ron's image in prominent locations.

Just like with the cement factory in Mirzabul, he adapted to local customs and wanted to make his image memorable.

Xiao Tian and the others were completely baffled and didn't understand what was going on. Judging from the expressions of those people, they didn't seem to be forced.

It was more of a fanaticism.

They didn't understand Indian religious culture, but they could still see that some people were paying homage to Rahul by worshipping gods.

After a while, the crowd gradually dispersed, and Ron beckoned an old man to stay.

He wore a headscarf, his face was deeply lined, and his wrinkles were rougher than the coal behind him.

“His wife, daughter, son-in-law, and grandson all work in this warehouse,” Ron said, turning his head to introduce them.

"What?" Oda asked, stunned.

"His son died in a rat hole last year, and the family of five doesn't even have the most basic means of survival. His son-in-law was originally the second person to go into the rat hole, but after our warehouse was built, he gave up the idea."

This family of five works 11 hours a day in the warehouse, earning a total of $8. Remember the workers at the rat hole? How much did they earn a day? Less than two dollars.

Xiao Tian and his companions fell silent. Whether it was two dollars or eight dollars, it was an absurdly low amount in their eyes.

“If I don’t take them in, the men will go down into rat holes, and the old people will take the children to steal from the government’s mines, just like the people we met in the wilderness while driving.”

Millions of people in Dambad rely on coal for their livelihood, either here or somewhere else. At least sorting coal in the warehouse doesn't mean you have to worry about being buried alive.

What Ron didn't mention was how many people outside wanted to get into Suer Mining but couldn't.

He didn't give the workers any extra benefits; all wages were market rates. He simply didn't deduct from their wages or confiscate their daily earnings for any reason.

There was no beating of men, no assault on women, and no forced work for children.

That's it.

He did nothing; he just followed the rules.

The old man carefully stepped back, then shouted to the crowd, and the villagers worked even harder, putting in their best effort from the bottom of their hearts.

"You don't need to worry about the situation in India; it has its own rules. Anyone who tries to break the rules will eventually be crushed."

The wise men stopped worrying about labor and focused their attention on the coal in the warehouse.

As mentioned earlier, Danbad coal is high-quality coking coal, and Mitsubishi is very satisfied with it.

After conducting on-site inspections and ensuring that Suer Mining could reliably supply large quantities of coal, they signed a long-term coal supply contract with Ron.

Suer Mining must supply Mitsubishi Corporation with at least 200 million tons of coking coal annually, and the quality must not fluctuate significantly.

The agreed-upon CIF price was $63 per ton, with Suer Mining bearing the freight costs.

Sixty days after the coal arrives at the port and is inspected, the payment will be settled and the final payment will be made.

This price is slightly lower than the international market price, but it is a long-term contract after all, and Mitsubishi is a strong company.

Ron wants to break into the Japanese market, so he should at least offer this kind of discount.

The Asian financial crisis also happened, which affected import and export trade to some extent.

Of the $63 offer, $51 went to Suer Mining, which is simply the money from selling the coal.

The remaining $12 belongs to Suer Shipping. The accounts between the two companies need to be settled, and this should even be stated in the contract.

The warehouse in Danbad currently holds over 100,000 tons of coal, which will be shipped to Kolkata on the east coast once the railway authorities have coordinated the arrangements.

In India, the carrying capacity of a single train car is approximately 50 tons, and a train typically consists of 25 cars with a total carrying capacity of around 1250 tons.

To ensure a monthly coal output of 20 tons, trains would need to run around 170 round trips day and night.

This was a huge order for the railway department, with at least six trains a day specifically reserved for Suer Mining. You couldn't get this kind of resource without connections, but it was a piece of cake for Ron.

The railway department is also happy to serve large clients like Suer Mining; it's not too complicated, they can just load the goods and take them away directly.

Coal transportation on Indian railways is now subject to segmented pricing.

The total distance from Dambad to Kolkata is 500 kilometers, and the price is 0.6-0.8 rupees per ton per kilometer.

In other words, the total cost of transporting one train is around 380,000 rupees, and if 200,000 tons of coal are transported each month, it would cost more than 60 million rupees.

This is a big deal! Part of the revenue is to be allocated to the Bihar Ministry of Finance, so Yadav is very proactive in helping to coordinate and arrange it.

Despite the high shipping costs, Suer Mining still earns even more.

The money from selling coal alone amounts to more than ten million US dollars per month, totaling 4.7 million rupees.

After deducting freight costs and accounting for labor and equipment mining costs, the net profit is 3.8 million rupees.

This is the monthly revenue that Suhr Minerals generates in Danbad, with a guaranteed minimum of 45 billion rupees, or 100 million US dollars, per year.

Once the mining volume increases later, it wouldn't be a problem to multiply it several times over.

The initial investment of 60 billion rupees can be recouped in less than two years, solidifying the family business.

Although it cannot compare to the current Suer Electric Appliances, it has the advantage of stability, guaranteeing income almost regardless of drought or flood.

Suer Minerals has not yet established a firm foothold in Danbad, and its current production is still in the initial adjustment phase.

When it was originally designed, the budget was based on a monthly output of one million tons, but the production capacity has not been brought up at all.

No rush, he has plenty of time.

After signing the contract with Mitsubishi, Ron hurriedly flew to Tamil.

Achieving a monthly transport capacity of 20 tons is not an easy task for India right now.

Danbad had people working with Yadav to handle things, and Ron also sent other family members with employees from Suer Mining to Calcutta to discuss port leasing.

Coal needs to be stored in warehouses when it is transported there, and cargo ships need berths to load it after arriving at the port. All of these require manpower, material resources, and financial resources to coordinate.

He himself went to Ennor Port to oversee the operation, as the erotic facilities there were about to be put into use.

He had been making preparations for this for months, even before the coal mine in Danbad was opened for operation.

The first is the deployment of ports, and the second is the establishment of shipping companies.

Of course, the most important thing is that Kavia's due date has arrived.

In September, he arrived in Chennai, weary from his journey.

Kavia is lying in a VIP ward at a private luxury hospital, decorated like a five-star hotel.

Her eyes reddened as soon as Ron appeared.

However, she quickly turned her head away, as if deliberately sulking.

"Oh dear, you've worked so hard." He quickly sat down next to her, his voice full of concern.

Her family, including her aunt Jayalalita, quietly withdrew, leaving the space to the young couple.

Ron's grand wedding in New Delhi is known to everyone who needs to know.

But what's the point if no one steps forward to object at this time?
Kavia and the baby in her belly needed someone to rely on, and Ron didn't abandon them.

That's enough for my career for now.

Yes, Indians have a very peculiar way of thinking.

When a girl is raped, they don't blame the rapist; instead, they complain that the girl resisted.

If she had obediently accepted the rape without resisting, she wouldn't have been beaten to death by the rapist.

This is the viewpoint of the Indian police, which to some extent represents authority and the mainstream values ​​of the country.

What's wrong with a super-rich man like Ron having children with multiple women? It's to pass on excellent genes and contribute to India's future development.

No one will blame him, at least not most of society.

There's a good chance many elites will want to send their daughters over. If they could have a son or daughter, that would be even better.

Well, that's what they say, but Ron doesn't actually mind occasionally lowering himself to please the women around him.

After all, she gave birth to my child, shouldn't I offer her some emotional support?

He held Kavia in his arms and whispered to her for a long time. Finally, when they talked about a funny incident in Mumbai, she stopped crying and started laughing.

"Be gentle." He gently stroked her belly.

Kavia's due date has arrived, and her belly is now quite large.

"This little guy has been very restless lately, kicking me five or six times a day." She smiled, touching her belly.

"So naughty? Looks like I'll have to discipline them properly from now on."

"You're so annoying!" She slapped him.

She frowned because of this action.

"What's wrong?" Ron asked anxiously.

"My stomach hurts," she said, her expression turning pained.

"Quick! Doctor! Where's the doctor?" Ron jumped up, but there was no one in the room. "Where's the doctor? Believe me or not, I'll buy this hospital and fire you!"

(End of this chapter)