I am a master in India

Chapter 469 Special Economic Zone
As soon as Ron set foot on the land of Bangalore, he sensed that this place was unusual.

The airport was newly built, with its floors and conveyor belts gleaming brightly, and the uniformed staff were very friendly and attentive.

The blue-green taxis parked around the airport were all equipped with air conditioning, making them very comfortable.

In this respect alone, it's better than what's being done in Mumbai.

Of course, such taxis are not cheap either, costing about six times as much as the dilapidated taxis in Delhi and Kolkata.

Although Ron didn't need to take a taxi, the vibrant atmosphere of the city was evident from the street scenes.

On his way to his destination, he also stopped by Benson, a landmark of the colonial city.

That was a camp built by the British for their own use, and many of the buildings still retain the style of that time.

You can see Qingzheng Temple not far away. The temple emits a faint glow of sunlight and gold at night.

Passing through the temple, you arrive at the Bishop's Palace Hotel, where lush green ivy climbs the gray stone walls.

If you continue walking, you'll see Jayamarhar Palace. This palace is a satire of English mansions because its foundation is disproportionately large compared to the building itself.

Today, people use this remaining palace as a hotel.

The city center is bustling with traffic, but it's much quieter after passing through Benson. With the advent of the information age, this city has become increasingly crowded.

The special economic zone developed by Suer Real Estate is located near Lake Bellando, an area originally inhabited by fishermen.

Four years ago, after Ron took over, the indigenous people gradually moved away. At that time, there were many incidents in order to mobilize the relocation.

Even if Suer Real Estate is willing to offer compensation, some fishermen are unwilling to leave their homeland. They only know how to fish, and they don't know how to live in towns.

Later, with the coordination of the local government, the matter was gradually suppressed.

A straight eight-lane road was built on the outskirts of this area, leading directly to the special economic zone. Along the way, there are many commercial establishments equipped with air conditioning.

Interspersed among them are small local businesses, such as Mangalore vegetarian and non-vegetarian restaurants and Andhra cuisine restaurants, most of which are run by locals.

It looks like houses are being built or demolished here; it's hard to tell which is which. One pile of stones and bricks has just been crushed into pieces, while another pile becomes the building material for a new structure.

The water in the wetland reflected the sunlight, as did the varying shades of blue and gray glass.

The glass is connected by an aluminum mesh frame and embedded in concrete and marble.

Some of the brick walls were reinforced with iron supports, and these brick walls surrounded the newly built, magnificent software park. At the same time, they also encircled open fields and wastelands.

For architecture, land is the most basic necessity; it is unadorned and very limited.

A well-planned office park must be built on land, and these office parks must also have modern features.

High-end fiber optic cables, 24-hour uninterrupted backup power, and advanced security measures must also be reflected in the land.

The reason why special economic zones are called special zones is because they are large enough and have favorable policies.

The Sur Special Economic Zone, approved by the Indian government, enjoys tax reduction and exemption policies, and also receives certain support in terms of infrastructure.

Along the outer ring road surrounding the special economic zone, various modern elements can be seen everywhere.

The technology park is neatly arranged, and satellite and internet access enable companies here to communicate easily with their Western offices.

To the right of a completed office building, there is a plot of land surrounded by a fence and guarded by security guards. A sign on the land reads: Special Economic Zone Under Construction.

Despite being under construction for four years, only a portion of the special economic zone has been put into use, simply because it is too large.

Beyond this lies the village of Bellando Lake. In a narrow alley, there are many crooked concrete houses, and construction workers are gathered around a teahouse.

This tea shop also sells some basic necessities, such as batteries and cigarettes. The benches here are made of bricks with a wooden plank underneath, a very common scene in India.

Sometimes, if nearby office workers arrive early, they will stop by this teahouse to sit and have some tea.

Working women often pass by here; although they look somewhat tired, they are still very beautiful.

They wore jasmine flowers in their hair, making them look like people from ancient times. There were also some little girls dressed similarly who would occasionally come out to beg for money before disappearing into the distance at the edge of the village.

On the other side, a long wall and isolation gates surrounded the entire area; that was Hindustan Aeronautics Limited (HAL), which specialized in military design.

Fighter jets, helicopters, and aircraft, or projects in collaboration with Americans, squidmen, and Slavs, are all manufactured here.

Deep within the special economic zone, there are also science and technology parks, software parks, shopping centers, hotels, modern office buildings, coffee shops, and bookstores.
If you stop your car and come to the roadside, you will find people standing in the central nature reserve, with a gentle breeze caressing the palm trees.

Neat concrete fences surround pedestrians, enclosing the steel and glass buildings.

An economic zone spanning over 4,000 acres and 17 square kilometers.

It is vast and expansive, immediately catching your eye.

“This place can be anywhere,” said Chuck, who is in charge of the project. “We can build it into Arizona. I’ve been there, and the landscape is very similar to this place. This is the world-class architecture we bring to India.”

“Excellent, this is exactly what I need, absolutely international.” Ron nodded in satisfaction.

"Sir, let me show you the villa area."

"it is good."

The special economic zone can be considered a real town, more than ten times larger than the Sunshine Smart City.

Not only apartments but also villas have been built here. Being so close to Lake Bellando, it would be a waste not to have some lake-view properties. We followed a dirt path that led straight to an endless stretch of rocky terrain and lush green bushes.

There was a large pit on the right side of the road, which was the foundation of a building. On the left was a row of gray buildings, surrounded by trucks coming and going and heavy-duty trucks constantly dumping sand.

Groups of young laborers began changing shifts; though young, they were very strong, their clothes splattered with mud. They passed a warning sign that read: Child labor prohibited.

Yeah, nobody cares.

One of the two buildings has the Honeywell logo.

This is a Fortune 500 company from the United States, and they have placed their Indian headquarters building in the Sur Special Economic Zone.

Next door is the Shangri-La five-star hotel, and the property management company that manages it is from Hong Kong.

As a high-standard, densely populated special economic zone, it boasts three five-star hotels, all of which are chain brands.

Further away are five apartment buildings and resorts, all designed to serve the future population of millions here.

At the end of the road, there is a piece of land surrounded by an iron wall, the railings of which are already rusty.

A security guard was stationed there, wearing a gray raincoat and black rain boots. When he saw Ron and his group arrive, he quickly opened the gate.

Chuck drove in and parked the car. Ron glanced around casually, feeling like he'd walked into an American suburb.

The roads here are straight and regularly shaped, connecting the houses neatly together, with lawns and garages with roller blinds in front of them.

Along the sidewalk, there's an wrought iron lamp at intervals, and the palm trees next to them haven't grown tall yet. Most of the houses are still unfinished and uninhabited.

Chuck said that in order to maintain the value of these properties, Suer Realty deliberately built all the houses in a uniform style.

They are all two stories high, with red tiled pitched roofs, and fences are not allowed on the lawns in front of the houses. However, residents are allowed to plant shrubs around the lawns behind the houses to protect their privacy.

Chuck walked to the nearest house, where the walls were not yet painted and the floor was covered with a flat sheet.

Workers cut large yellow granite pieces into smaller ones to decorate the walls.

This style was a special request from the homeowner, and of course, it was approved by Suer Real Estate.

Chuck opened the front door and led Ron to see the large hall with its high ceilings.

Even though the renovation is not yet complete, the house already looks quite nice.

It symbolizes a fulfilling life, comfortable and modern. Ron naturally thought of the American suburbs he had seen in movies, and it looked very similar.

The master bedroom is on the right side of the house, next to a dressing room. Behind the house is a yard. Through the windows here, you can see the lawn and the neighboring houses.

It was clear that Chuck was very satisfied with the layout of the villa, and he enthusiastically introduced the interior design and furnishings to Ron.

In the center of the kitchen stood a marble bar counter with a fireplace mounted on it. Directly above it was a strange device that seemed to connect directly to the ceiling.

Ron looked it over and asked, "Is this an exhaust system?"

“Yes,” Chuck said, “all the materials in the kitchen, from the marble to the smallest accessories, were imported from Italy. You can’t find anything of this quality in India.”

He led Ron to an L-shaped counter, which was made up of small drawers from top to bottom.

“Come, sir, let me show you how it works.”

As Chuck spoke, he pulled open a small drawer. “Even if you push it back hard, it won’t slam shut.”

He pushed the drawer hard, and the two saw the internal mechanism slowly pull the drawer back with a soft sound.

Ron smiled knowingly; this kind of thing would be very common in later generations. But in India at this time, it was indeed very high-end.

“Even in the United States, you won’t find anything this good,” Chuck said.

“The important thing is to make the homeowners feel they’ve gotten their money’s worth,” Ron nodded.

They went upstairs to the entrance of the corridor, where there was a study and three bedrooms, each with its own bathroom.

"How long do you expect the interior decoration of the house to take?" Ron asked.

"It will be fully completed in another two or three months, and at that time, such a house will be priced at at least $150 million."

"So tall?" Ron was somewhat surprised.

“In fact, it’s worth $130 million now.” Chuck smiled mysteriously.

Many of the people who work here are senior executives of multinational corporations. They pursue a modern lifestyle and prefer to look to the West.

Therefore, these dozens of villas developed by Suer Real Estate were targeted by them long ago.

The first phase consisted of twenty properties, each priced at an average of one million US dollars, and they were almost all snapped up.

To be honest, the cost of building them is less than half the price; the key is the location.

Damn, real estate is definitely the most profitable sector.

Ron became even more interested in the situation at the special economic zone's work park.

(End of this chapter)