I am a master in India

Chapter 455 Good Reputation

Yes, Tabu was invited by Suer Real Estate to perform at the opening of Sunshine City.

It is well known that Bollywood actresses are proficient in singing and dancing; this is considered a basic skill.

Tabu is an actor, that's true, but he could also sing a couple of Bollywood hits.

Coincidentally, Ron also returned to participate in the Sunshine City celebration. The two had a deep conversation and their friendship remained.

How could she possibly shop in a luxury store like that? Ron then led her into a lounge.

"Ron, this is a shopping mall. Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

"Stop talking and kiss me!"

Ron turned her to face the full-length mirror in the room.

"How about we try a different approach next time?"

"What?" Tab asked absentmindedly.

"Change into a uniform, um, an inspector's uniform."

"This..." Tab tilted his head to look behind him, where someone was exerting force. "A Bollywood costume?"

“That’s too fake, it’s boring.” Ron shook his head.

"Ok?"

“I’ll get real inspector uniforms, from the police headquarters, for absolute authority.”

Ron was already thinking of calling Eger; he probably had a lot of women's uniforms with him.

Oh dear, I'll have Tabu put it on then, and then he'll tear it open himself.

Tsk tsk, it would be even better if she could struggle and scream along with it.

But as an actor, this shouldn't be a problem for Tabu.

Ron already has a grand plan in mind, which would be perfect for Happy Bean Media.

The risk is a bit high, and she's hesitant about whether to take any action.

"Let's go out first, and I'll pick out some more jewelry for you. Many of these brands are opening their first store in New Delhi."

Without time to think, Tabu hurriedly packed up, completely ignoring the heat energy slowly seeping down.

After recovering slightly, the two opened the door and went outside.

Then they bumped into Leila and her sister, who were very excited.

Six months later, Ron still remembered her, the bar manager at the Sunshine Hotel.

“Mr. Suer.” She waved happily in their direction, instinctively wanting to step forward.

Anil stopped her; no outsider was allowed to get close to Mr. Sue within a two-meter radius.

Ron tilted his head, and Leila was then let in.

Are you off today?

"I worked the night shift yesterday and finished at 3 a.m.," Leila replied frankly.

"You've worked hard. What's this?" Ron looked at her side.

"My sister, Alice."

The latter quickly raised his hand to greet him, his excited voice trembling slightly.

"Miss Tab, may I have your autograph?"

"of course."

Alice frantically pulled a notebook from her bag, while Leila was exasperated by her sister's audacity.

"She had just graduated from university, was a movie buff, and really liked Miss Tab."

“It’s alright, young people are all like that,” Ron chuckled. “Studied biology like you?”

“No,” Leila said, a little embarrassed, “she studied computer science, and my major is not suitable for girls.”

“Oh, that’s the most popular major right now.” Ron said, somewhat surprised.

“She chose it herself, saying she would like to go to Bangalore sometime in the future.”

"That's right, there might actually be a chance."

"Thank you, Mr. Sue. Well, we won't bother you any longer." Leila bowed and prepared to leave with her sister.

"Well, since we've run into each other today, I'll give you a little gift."

"Huh?" The two sisters were taken aback.

"Tabu, you have good taste. Pick out some jewelry for them. This girl is an outstanding employee of my company."

“Of course, no problem,” Tab smiled generously. “What do you like, Cartier, Bulgari, or Tiffany?”

"Huh? This... this..." Leila and Alice were stunned.

They had only seen these brands in advertisements or posters; they never imagined they would have the opportunity to wear them one day.

But Mr. Su, the philanthropist, said it was a reward for outstanding employees. The luxury goods on the counter were nothing to him.

Tabu was aware of this, so she carefully picked out a pair of earrings and a bracelet for the two sisters.

It's not as expensive as I imagined; a few hundred thousand rupees is only a few thousand US dollars.

“Several well-known IT companies have moved into Sunshine City. You could try your luck there,” Ron said to his sister Alice.

“Thank you, Mr. Sue,” she said, her words tumbling out incoherently.

Ron waved his hand and continued strolling around with Tab.

Suer Real Estate takes a cut of all the sales revenue from the counters throughout the mall.

Buying things here, or giving luxury gifts, is much cheaper than outside.

He rubbed and cleaned Tabu's car headlights, even gave him a deep injection; buying him some jewelry to appease him wouldn't be too much to ask. Speaking of Bollywood actresses, Urmila is pregnant, and Vanessa just gave birth to a child.

Now, only Tab can take care of him, and Ron is very satisfied.

He is also a devoted person, always liking beautiful, fair-skinned female celebrities, and his affections remain unchanged.

"Is the office building you just mentioned also a property under the group?"

"Yes, some of them are already in use. I'll take you to see them another day."

"That girl was lucky; she found a job at a big company with ease."

“You’ll have to mention my name first. Hopefully, she’s not too naive,” Ron chuckled.

"I heard you have a large data center here, which is also a place that uses computers, right? Why don't you just send her there?"

"Recent graduates are too inexperienced; they need at least a few years of training. Come on, let me take you to see the data center."

Ron became interested and led Tab straight to the top-floor office.

Just like he had fooled Satyam's companies back then, Sunshine Smart City has indeed laid out a top-notch fiber optic communication system.

The intelligent website operation platform he mentioned is not just wishful thinking.

Look, this is right in front of you.

The huge office was filled with seats, each with a computer, and a customer service representative at each desk processing order requests from the official website.

Some people are on the phone because the programmers in the office building need to book taxis.

Others called cafes and restaurants and read out the order details that popped up on their computers.

Cappuccino, roast chicken, roti, Assam milk tea
The menus are transmitted here via fiber optic network and then relayed to the restaurants in the mall.

Once everything is ready, the delivery person, holding a walkie-talkie, will deliver the order to the designated office seat in the office building.

At first glance, this looks just like a modern food delivery system.

Of course, it's not that advanced yet; many jobs still require manual labor.

For example, customers in office buildings can only send their orders to the customer service center online, and then the customer service representative will relay them to the merchant.

Those restaurants and cafes don't have computers, and many people don't know how to use them, so Suer Real Estate's customer service can do it for them.

When computers become commonplace as personal tools, decent food delivery platforms will likely emerge.

Another major drawback is that this online service is limited to the Sunshine City area.

To put it simply, it's a local area network (LAN). The system can only run if there's a large enough population within the business district.

Otherwise, the labor costs alone would make it difficult to sustain the business.

Suer Real Estate takes a cut for every transaction completed; otherwise, where would the profits come from?

Although it was a bit expensive and the merchant made a small profit, both parties were generally satisfied.

Most programmers are homebodies; they're too lazy to go out and run errands to buy a cup of coffee.

Why not enjoy door-to-door service by paying a few rupees in tip and clicking a mouse?

The merchants didn't have much of a problem; a 20% service charge was acceptable. Besides, they weren't short of business, and the phone kept ringing with orders.

The person who led the team to develop this system was Akash. He joined SunMedia and, before he had even finished working on his own website, he helped Sol Property solve a major problem.

Since it was all Mr. Suer's property anyway, it was kind of like a temporary transfer, and he received a considerable bonus.

Ron was generally satisfied with the operation of the data center; making money was secondary, the unanimous praise from the business district residents was the real asset.

Once you have a good reputation, why worry about not having brands coming to your store? With a wide variety of goods in the shopping mall, why worry about not having customers?

The system is interconnected, and a good reputation is quite important among the wealthy in Delhi.

As a result, the owners living in the affluent area directed their drivers to drive to Sun City, currently the busiest shopping mall in New Delhi.

Satya got out of the car with a blonde woman, slammed the door shut, and walked into the mall.

As they approached, the mall security guard saluted them, the glass doors opened automatically, and they disappeared inside.

Barum didn't get out of the car; he figured it would be easier to concentrate inside. He closed his eyes and tried to calm himself down.

The blonde woman's low-cut dress made him very uncomfortable.

He would get an erection and couldn't help but let his mind wander.

So Barum had to try his best not to look in the rearview mirror, so that if a car accident happened, it would be his fault.

"You country bumpkin! Get off the bus and come this way!"

Several drivers were squatting in a circle next to the shopping mall parking lot. One of them was waving a magazine and calling out to him loudly.

It turned out he was a driver with vitiligo. Barum walked towards him with a smile.

"A country rat, what need does it have for city life?" Vitiligo smiled maliciously.

"You abandoned me and ran away last time." Barum got a beating from the hotel manager that time.

“Don’t say that,” he put his hand on Barum. “I helped you later, otherwise your master would have kicked you out long ago.”

Barum didn't object; it had indeed been a very close call last time. If it weren't for his vitiligo as a cover, he might already be back in that filthy place herding cattle.

"So, were you satisfied with the blonde woman last time? Tell me quickly, did she call my name, huh?"

"That's fake; it's just a Nepalese woman who dyed her hair."

"How could this be?" Vitiligo was taken aback.

“I can still tell the difference between fair-skinned women. You made me waste seven thousand rupees for nothing.”

"Looks like that's the only place I can take you, pure blonde!" Vitiligo looked around furtively.

"Where?" Barum started to perk up again.

(End of this chapter)