I am a master in India

Chapter 416 Influence
Ron bought not only helicopters, but also private jets.

The Gulfstream aircraft ordered last year has finally been delivered and is now parked at Indira Gandhi Airport in New Delhi, ready to be deployed at any time.

After much deliberation, he chose the Gulfstream, a model with a relatively mature design.

Bombardier and Dassault are also good, but if you want a custom order, the delivery time is a year and a half.

Gulfstream is much faster, with a stable production line, taking a maximum of thirteen months.

The airworthiness certificate and tests were all completed, and the crew maintenance personnel were all foreigners.

This was no joke; he had absolutely no confidence in his third brother.

If even the Minister of the Army can fall, then anything is possible.

You should know that the military has professional pilots, and they might fly for longer than civilian airliners.

But on the magical land of India, even the most rigorous logic becomes riddled with flaws.

This place is a bug black hole; anything can happen.

Helicopters and private jets—Ron preferred to trust the integrity of foreigners.

Of course, supporting this group of people isn't cheap either, costing at least a million US dollars a year.

The two planes cost him a total of over forty million US dollars, which is extremely rare in India.

Sure enough, when Ron boarded the plane at Indira Airport, a large group of officials came up to take photos with him.

The beautiful Gulfstream aircraft behind me provided an excellent backdrop, with the large "SUR" logo prominently displayed.

Leather seats, Dolby entertainment cabin, galley, separate lavatory, Honeywell avionics system, autopilot.
Wow, the interior of this plane is incredibly luxurious.

The total distance from New Delhi to Mumbai is about 1200 kilometers, and a private plane can reach the destination in less than two hours.

This Gulfstream can fly over 7,000 kilometers on a full tank of fuel, more than enough for several round trips.

It's so convenient, so much faster than the old passenger planes. The key is that it's available anytime, anywhere, without needing to buy a ticket.

Isa and little Ravi flew back to Mumbai with Ron in June. More than half a year has passed, and the little guy has grown into a chubby little boy.

If you ask where Isha stays in Mumbai, the answer is, of course, her villa in Malabar Hill.

Well, Kavia and Agalon have now moved to the Bandera district.

Ron also has a sea-view property there, just as good as the one in Malabar.

She had friends there who took care of her; Mary and Lena treated her like a best friend.

They had known each other longer than Ron and had always gotten along well, although Kavia knew that their relationship with Ron wasn't entirely innocent.

However, with Isha as a formidable rival, the former best friends naturally united on one side.

The women in Bollywood aren't planning on having children right now. They're at the peak of their careers and still quite attached to the big screen.

Ron didn't care. With him taking care of things, there was no shortage of resources. He could just organize his own event if necessary.

Let them have their fun first; they'll probably be begging him for money and getting pregnant in two or three years.

Female celebrities only enjoy temporary fame. Without a man supporting them, they will fade into obscurity in a few years.

India, in particular, has a conservative social atmosphere, and people generally believe that female celebrities should not take on acting roles once they get married.

Therefore, for most female celebrities, having a child is basically equivalent to saying goodbye to their acting career.

Back in Mumbai, the city was still basking in the joy of the successful nuclear test.

There were celebratory parades everywhere, just like during the Holi festival.

"Boss, we've really stood up this time!" Ashish was also very excited.

"Is the company on holiday?"

"Yes, all industries treat this as a holiday, and no one will cause trouble at this time."

Ron nodded, inwardly marveling that this kind of thing would indeed be a source of pride in any country.

Back then, it was Tokyo University.
Well, let's take a look at Mumbai instead. Bharat has really won big this time.

The several nuclear tests seemed to allow the Indians to stand tall and declare to the world: Look closely, we can do it too, damn it!
Meanwhile, India's domestic economy suffered a severe downturn, and Mumbai was hit by a financial crisis.

Primarily the stock market, the Asian storm has finally landed and wreaked havoc here.

Mumbai, as an international metropolis, has a more developed financial market than Delhi.

This was originally a city that believed in prosperity and abundance, and that each year would be richer and more powerful in terms of purchasing power than the last.

This year I'll buy a toaster, next year a color TV, the year after a refrigerator, and the year after that a washing machine and an imported crystal chandelier for the living room. Eventually, I'll save enough money to buy a car.

Unless they strike it rich and can afford to buy a house, car owners are already at the top of the social pyramid in Mumbai. Above them are the wealthy who own both houses and cars, and their concern is the education of their next generation.

But they had no way to go upstream, so they could only go outwards, and decided to take a gamble and go to the United States, Australia, or Dubai.

If someone driving a Maruti Suzuki wants to drive a Mercedes, or someone wearing jeans wants to wear an Armani suit, they must go abroad.

However, this spectacular fireworks display caused some foreign speculators to leave Mumbai in small groups.

They were worried about the situation here, mainly because the Babayang to the north were also setting off fireworks, which was quite frightening.

Religious matters are the easiest to get carried away with, especially for herders, who have learned from past mistakes.

Who knows if the person in the north might act impulsively and unleash a powerful attack?

In the past two months, almost all international experts have focused their attention on the Indian subcontinent.

Some people bluntly say that this is where the next nuclear war will break out.

If either side misjudges the situation in any way, there is a risk of having to restart the game.

Whether due to external pressure or not, New Delhi quickly declared that it would not be the first to use nuclear weapons, meaning that India would only retaliate if its adversary used nuclear weapons first. This tactic was also learned from the University of Tokyo, and it must be said that the political wisdom of our ancestors is truly unparalleled throughout history.

On the contrary, Barba Sheep once claimed that it would adopt a "preemptive strike" strategy.

In terms of overall national strength, Barbadian Rahman is weaker than India. Therefore, it must emphasize its nuclear deterrent and maintain the initiative.

Babayang's strategists believe that doubts should be created among decision-makers in New Delhi, making them believe that launching conventional military operations could easily cross Babayang's "nuclear red line," thus deterring them from acting recklessly.

To put it bluntly, if you touch me, I'll go crazy.

Although the method is unscrupulous, it may be a way to protect oneself.

International businessmen in Mumbai fled the city in droves due to concerns about the situation.

Ron also clearly sensed that the atmosphere had been off for the past two months; Mumbai, this treasure trove, was starting to lose its "popularity".

Cities like Mumbai or New York are the most recent creations on this planet, with few native inhabitants and teeming with ambitious opportunists.

People come to Mumbai because it's profitable, but when those profits disappear, they won't compromise and are completely indifferent to leaving again.

Once you get used to a lifestyle of always being on the road, it's hard to truly settle down again.

Therefore, the people of Mumbai longed to move to the West, not only because of the wealth there, but also because the prospect of migrating again excited them.

Every summer, large numbers of overseas Indian expatriates return to their homeland. Even those who don't return often send photos.

So-and-so's son stands in front of a brand-new 52-inch television; his daughter sits on the hood of a gleaming van; his wife is busy in the open kitchen, one hand resting on the multi-functional microwave; the whole family chats and laughs by the pool in the backyard, with a simple villa clearly visible in the background.

These photos were like a ticking time bomb in the hearts of their relatives and friends in Mumbai. Holding the photos, they looked around their two-bedroom home in Mumbai and suddenly felt that the newly bought sofa and Sul 2-in-1 stereo, those new furnishings that had made them so proud just a moment ago, now seemed cheap and worn out.

They could once console themselves: at least my children are learning legitimate Indian values.

But when their cousins' children returned from abroad, they realized that there was actually no difference between their own children and their nieces and nephews.

The kids all wear soccer jerseys, watch American singers' music CDs, and use slang that only teenagers understand.

Children returning from abroad are often very interested in visiting temples. They have learned a great deal about Hinduism in top-notch classrooms overseas and are eager to put it to the test.

The local kids, on the other hand, were only interested in taking their cousin to nightclubs to dance; their interests were completely on different wavelengths.

Fortunately, these are just the worries of the rich. If ordinary people can afford a full range of Sulphur family buckets, that's a sign of success.

Raju and Nia both gave birth to daughters, which greatly surprised Ron.

After two sons, she had two daughters in a row. Is this a combination of permutations and combinations?

He only muttered a couple of words to himself before forgetting about it. They were all his children; he should love them however he wanted.

Ron spent a few days with them and also went to comfort Kavia and Isa from time to time.

Tsk, having too many women can be troublesome, especially after having children.

He still likes to pull up his pants and then disappear without a trace—how carefree!
Of course, it's too late to say all this now. At most, we can be more careful in the future and only pursue physical desires without emotional involvement.

Ron focused most of his energy on his business, with Suer Electric Appliances becoming his main focus for a period of time.

They keep launching big projects and throwing money at the problem, but it will take several years to see any returns.

However, Suer Electric Appliances needs to be monitored constantly because technology is advancing rapidly.

"Are we ready to launch our phone?" He returned to his office in the Sull Building.

"The production line is in place, and we can start preparing goods at the end of the month, with a pre-launch launch next month."

How much stock do you have?

“Ten thousand units,” Ashish gestured.

This number is quite significant, considering that only a few hundred thousand people in all of India own mobile phones.

"Not enough, multiply it fivefold."

"Boss, isn't this too much? The cost alone will be several hundred million rupees," Ashish cautiously reminded him.

"It's alright, we have the advantage this time."

"How so?" Ashish asked with interest.

“Do you know how many branches the Department of Telecommunications has throughout India?” Ron asked in return.

"There are at least tens of thousands of them."

"Look, there aren't even enough mobile phones to go around at each branch. Not to mention rural areas, it's barely enough in cities."

“Boss, you mean…” Ashish’s eyes widened.

“That’s right,” Ron laughed. “Soon, Sull’s phone will become a contract phone with the telecommunications department and will be placed in the most conspicuous position.”

"Wow!" Ashish exclaimed excitedly.

Contract phones—that's currently the strongest sales channel in India.

Excluding Ron's own India Mobile, other people buying mobile phones can only choose state-owned operators.

Mobile in India is still in its infancy, and the Ministry of Telecommunications remains a behemoth.

With this channel advantage, 50,000 mobile phones are really nothing.

The key is to get on this big ship; the brand image of Suer mobile phones will quickly take shape among the public.

After all, it's a semi-official endorsement, so it comes with its own halo.

Ashish shuddered; he couldn't even imagine the immense benefits this would bring.

(End of this chapter)