Chapter 149 Interview

Suer Electric shipped a total of 50,000 water air conditioners of various models in May, the highest monthly sales to date.

The advertising on All India Television was very effective, with dealers coming to our store from more than 20 states.

Even though the monsoon is approaching in Mumbai, according to production plans, Sur Electric's shipments will continue to hit new highs in June.

The Babayang in the north are trying every possible way to get the goods, and it is definitely internationally famous.

Combined with Kavya's promotion in the Times of India last time, Sur Electric Appliances has already begun to show signs of becoming a well-known Indian brand.

After several attempts, Kavya finally persuaded the editor to write a report on the rise of Sur Electric.

India had just liberalized its economic policies in 1991, and the government needed emerging companies like Sur Electric to publicize the success of its policies.

As they knew each other well, Ron personally took Kavya to visit the Sur Electrical Appliance Factory, and Lazhu followed quietly behind them without making a sound.

“So how were the revenues for May?” she asked.

"More than 30 million rupees, and the net profit is close to 20 million." Ron's mouth was wide open.

"Wow, this is more than many large companies."

"It will be even higher this month, and oh yeah, profits."

"I understand. Just write down the sales volume, not the specific profit." Kavya gave him a reassuring look.

Don't show off your wealth. Even in India, you have to know how to conceal it.

Ron still remembered what happened at the police station last time. Who knows if some idiot will come after him to extort money after leaking this figure?

In Mumbai, both the black and white circles gave him some respect. If he made it to the national news, those bigwigs might be in trouble.

"Where are the workers? How big is Sur Electric now?" Kavya directed the photographer behind her to take pictures in the newly completed workshop.

"There are more than 600 people, and the monthly salary alone costs 1.5 million rupees."

"This is what's worth writing about." Kavia quickly wrote it down in her notebook.

It provides thousands of jobs in Mumbai, so both the Congress Party and the BJP have to come and support it.

Ron believed in Kaavia's writing skills, and since she was his woman, there was nothing he could say.

After taking the newspaper people around Sur Electric and boasting about future investment plans, Ron thoughtfully prepared a thick envelope for each of Kavia's colleagues.

After receiving the travel expenses, the people in the newspaper office became even more flattering and lavished praise on him without asking for any money.

Kaavia was also very happy. Ron gave her enough face, which made her look very proud in front of her colleagues.

She hugged Ron's arms, her watery eyes seemed to melt people.

Taking advantage of the break when her colleagues at the newspaper office were taking a break, she followed them into the office.

"Your colleagues need to rest for a while longer, should we?"

"No, I will lose face." Kavya refused.

Ron ignored her. He just liked the atmosphere of the office.

As a result, the fun just started when Lazhu came in.

Kaavia tried to scream, but Ron covered her mouth first.

Then a strange scene appeared.

Lazhu stood at the door in a daze. Her mind was in a state of confusion and she didn't know whether to go forward or backward.

Everyone in the office was also shocked, mainly Kaavia, who was frozen in place, but Ron didn't stop.

We are not strangers, why should he be nervous?

If it weren't for the wrong timing, Ron would have wanted to bring Lazhu in as well.

In the end, Lazhu closed the door, but she did not leave. She just stood guard at the door until it was completely quiet inside.

"You're such a jerk!" Half an hour later, Kavya opened the makeup mirror and touched up her makeup.

"You look beautiful today." Ron liked her business suit.

"I will definitely become the news among my colleagues at the newspaper." She was very anxious and blamed Ron for not being gentlemanly.

"No one knows what's going on here. The envelope in their hand tells them what to do."

"When did you become so wild?" Kavia felt that Ron was too excited.

"Uh, the payment for Sur Electric has arrived. You know, tens of millions of rupees, no one can stay calm."

In fact, it was Laju’s live viewing that aroused the Indian gene in him.

As for the third brother, it’s a skill inherited from our ancestors.

"What about your secretary?" Kavya looked at him calmly.

"She knows what to do." Ron pretended not to care.

“She’s very beautiful and has a great figure.”

"I am a Brahmin, and she is just a Vaishya." Ron showed disdain.

"Really?" Kavya became more and more suspicious.

Ron had never emphasized caste before, but her womanly intuition told her there was something wrong.

"Of course, the noble Brahmin cannot be defiled." Ron said righteously, but he was thinking in his mind that Lazhu had not tried the office scene yet, so he had to arrange it as soon as possible.

"Oh my God, I have to get out as soon as possible, otherwise they will really get suspicious." Kavya put on her makeup and hurried out.

"Honey, you said you wanted to shoot some footage of the slums. I'll take you there." Ron chased after him.

Outside the door, Lazhu walked in with a disgusted look and started cleaning the battlefield.

The water cup on the desk was tilted, and the water stains had stained many documents.

Kavya is a social journalist, and reporting on the grassroots events in Mumbai is her job.

The rainy season was coming, and the whole city was preparing for it. She needed to shoot some footage, and the best place to do it was in the slums.

This is quite a challenge for a woman, so after choosing and choosing, Ron's place is the safest.

As soon as we entered the outer perimeter, a cacophony of sounds filled the air: vendors' cries, children playing, women laughing, distorted love songs blaring from the radio, and the sounds of various animals.

“Why are there so many animal sounds?” she asked.

"Because a lot of street performers come here to take shelter from the rain," Ron explained.

In a few days it will rain heavily, and many migrant workers and entertainers will begin to seek shelter in the slums across the city.

Ron's slum also saw the arrival of three groups of snake charmers, a team of monkey trainers, and many people who raised parrots and other songbirds.

The horses were tied up in the wasteland in the distance, and there were several goats, pigs, chickens, buffaloes, and even a camel and an elephant.

The slums have become super-large arks, providing shelter for various animals when floods come.

People here welcome animals, which can add a lot of fun to the slums, of course they also bring some trouble.

On the first night of our stay, one of the monkey trainer's monkeys escaped while everyone was asleep.

The monkey scampered around on the roofs of several huts, then lowered its head and slipped into the hut of a group of snake charmers.

The snake charmer placed the cobra in a wicker basket with a lid and a stone on each lid.

The monkey removed one of the stones and opened a willow basket containing three cobras.

The monkey climbed up to the safety of the roof and screamed, waking up the snake charmer, who shouted a warning.

There's a snake! There's a snake!

The slum was in chaos, with sleepy residents running around with kerosene lamps and torches, hitting each other's feet with sticks and poles.

Some fragile huts were directly hit, and finally Ashish organized two search teams to capture the escaped eyed snake in the middle of the night.

Kavya chuckled after hearing these funny stories.

"The slums have been overcrowded for a long time, but when the rains are coming, they still try to take in as many people as possible. Even the demolition committee won't be dispatched at this time. Everyone is working together to overcome the difficulties."

The rainy season is a rare time when the city of Mumbai shows kindness.

"Great, that's exactly what I need." Kavya kept taking pictures everywhere.

As they were talking, a few more monkeys appeared running around on the roof.

"Be careful of them, these monkeys know all kinds of tricks, and each of them has first-class stealing skills."

"What?" Kavya was puzzled.

"You'll know when we get to the front." Ron led her on.

In the slums, every door is unlocked because there is no point in doing so. Monkeys can run wild here and show off their skills.

They favor glass bracelets and copper wrist and anklets from little girls, and even when monkey trainers buy them fancy little things to tie on their furry arms and legs, they can't resist the urge to steal these accessories.

So when they came to an open space, they saw the monkey trainer sitting behind a newly set table with an embarrassed look on his face.

Those were all things stolen by his monkey, and now he had to put them out there for the owner to claim.

"I gave them an idea, which was to tie bells on all the monkeys. That way, when they run around, everyone will find them. But you see."

Ron pointed his finger and saw two monkeys walking swaggeringly in an empty alley nearby.

One of them had removed the bell from its neck and was walking upright on its two legs. It was walking in front of and behind another monkey, and they both used their hands to fix the bell on their companion to make it silent.

Kavya laughed, these monkeys are really smart.

"Although the slums are a bit dirty, the people here are very kind." She said with some emotion.

"You'd better not look at other slums with the same eyes," Ron reminded her.

"What's the meaning?"

"I sent all those villains packing. Otherwise, why do you think it's so peaceful here?"

Ron has absolute say in his own slum. He decides who can come in and who can leave.

"You still care about things here?" Kavya was a little surprised.

“Normally Anand is in charge, but he’s in Brazil, so I’ll keep an eye on it.”

This is a force that cannot be ignored, and Ron needs to assert his authority from time to time.

"Then you have a lot to worry about." Kavya carefully avoided the puddles under her feet.

Her legs were slightly apart, and she felt cold.

"What's wrong?" Ron asked curiously.

"Asshole!"

Kavya turned around awkwardly, her legs were slippery and needed to be taken care of.

Ron was puzzled. Women's minds are really hard to guess.

"You said you wanted to go back to Uttar Pradesh?" she asked from a distance ahead.

"Inspect the branch factory and make a movie at the same time."

"Movie?"

"Yes, the preparations will be completed soon."

Mary and the others have already informed Ron that the male lead will be in place soon.

They were about to depart.

(End of this chapter)