Chapter 395 Heirloom

"Excuse me, but what is your company's daily coal production?" The Mitsubishi people were very attentive.

"This mine has a daily output of about 3,000 tons. There are two other mines to the northwest, both of similar size."

Following the direction of Ron's finger, I could vaguely see a similar mining site in the distance, which was also very bustling.

"Including equipment, mine construction, and personnel, I invested a total of 6 billion rupees, which was $150 million at the exchange rate at the time. This was the sixth largest mine here, after Coal India and Tata."

"Where are the miners?"

"All operations are mechanized. Apart from skilled workers, there aren't many ordinary miners."

"We also want to visit the coal warehouse."

"no problem."

Ron then took them to the outskirts of Dhanbad, where he rented a piece of land and sorted the mined coal.

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

But when they arrived at the warehouse, they couldn't help but frown.

Workers are hammering and sorting the coal on the mountain-like pile. Coal of different grades needs to be stored separately, and the prices are naturally different.

Some of the coal shipped from the mine is in large pieces and needs to be further crushed so that it can be loaded onto trains and transported to other places.

However, many of these sorters were children, their small figures glaring under the coal pile.

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

No one organized this, it was all spontaneous.

The miners knelt on the ground, saying something anxiously. Ron smiled and nodded at them, saying a few words to comfort them.

He didn't come here often, but everyone knew him.

Because whether it is a mining site or a warehouse, Ron's portrait is hung in a conspicuous position.

Just like the cement factory in Mirzapur, he adapts to local customs and wants to make his image deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Oda and the others looked confused and had no idea what was going on. Judging from the expressions of those people, it didn't look like they were being forced.

Rather, it's a kind of fanaticism.

They did not understand India's religious culture, but they could see that some people were paying homage to Ron in the same way as worshipping gods.

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

He was wearing a turban, his face was deeply grooved, 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 around and introducing.

"What?" Oda asked in surprise.

"His son died in a rat hole last year, leaving his family of five without even the most basic means of survival. His son-in-law was the second person to go into a rat hole, but after our warehouse was built, he gave up the idea.

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

Oda and the others were silent. Whether it was two dollars or eight dollars, it was ridiculously low in their eyes.

“If I don’t take them in, the men will go down rat holes, and the old men with their children will steal from the government mines. These are the same people we met in the wilderness while driving.

Millions of people in Dhanbad depend on coal, either here or elsewhere. At least sorting coal in the warehouse doesn't mean you'll be buried alive."

What Ron hadn't mentioned was that there were countless people outside who wanted to enter Sur Mining but couldn't.

He didn't give his workers any special treatment; all wages were market rates. He simply didn't deduct their wages or confiscate their daily earnings.

No beating of men, no violation of women, no forced work of children.

That's all.

He did nothing but follow the rules.

The old man retreated carefully. He shouted to the crowd, and the villagers worked even harder, working wholeheartedly.

"You don't need to worry about the situation in India. It has its own rules. Anyone who tries to break the rules will end up in pieces."

The little guys wisely stopped worrying about the employment issue and focused their attention on the coal in the warehouse.

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

After an on-site inspection and ensuring that Sur Mining could provide large quantities of coal stably, they signed a long-term coal supply contract with Ron.

Sur Mining must supply Mitsubishi Corporation with at least 2 million tons of coking coal each year, and the quality must not fluctuate significantly.

The CIF price negotiated by both parties is US$63 per ton, with Sur Mining bearing the freight.

60 days after the coal arrives at the port and is inspected and accepted, the accounts will be settled and the balance will be paid.

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

Ron wants to enter the Japanese market, so he has to give this discount.

It also coincided with the Asian financial crisis, and import and export trade was somewhat affected.

Of the $63 bid, $51 goes to Sur Mining, which is simply the money from selling coal.

The remaining $12 belongs to Sur Shipping, and the two companies must settle the accounts clearly and even state it in the contract.

There are about 100,000 tons of coal in the warehouse in Dhanbad now. After coordination with the railway department, it will be shipped to Kolkata on the east coast.

The current carrying capacity of a single train in India is about 50 tons. A train usually consists of 25 carriages with a total carrying capacity of about 1,250 tons.

To ensure a monthly coal output of 200,000 tons, trains would have to run back and forth about 170 times day and night.

This is also a big order for the railway department, with at least six trains reserved for Suhl Mining every day.

It's impossible to get such resources without some connections, but it was easy for Ron.

The railway department is also happy to receive big customers like Sur Mining. It is not that troublesome, they can just load the goods onto the truck and take them away.

Indian Railways currently implements section-based pricing for coal transportation.

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

That is to say, the total freight cost of a train is about 380,000 rupees, and it costs more than 60 million rupees to transport 200,000 tons of coal every month.

It was a big business, and part of the revenue was to be transferred to the Bihar State Finance Department, so Yadav was very active in helping to coordinate.

The freight is expensive, but Sur Mining makes more money.

The revenue from coal sales alone amounts to more than 10 million US dollars per month, or a total of 470 million rupees.

After deducting the freight and the cost of labor and equipment, the net profit is 380 million rupees.

This is the monthly revenue of Sur Mining in Dhanbad, which is guaranteed to be 4.5 billion rupees per year, or $100 million.

When the mining volume increases in the later stage, it will not be a problem to increase it several times.

The 6 billion rupees previously invested can be recovered in less than two years, making it a solid family business.

Although this is not as good as the current Sur Electric Appliances, it is more stable and can almost guarantee a profit.

Sur Mining has not yet established a firm foothold in Dhanbad, and its current production is still in the initial adjustment stage.

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

No rush, he has plenty of time.

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

It is not easy for India now to achieve a monthly transportation volume of 200,000 tons.

There are people in Dhanbad who cooperate with Yadav to deal with it. Ron also sent other family members with the employees of Sur Mining to Kolkata to discuss the issue of port leasing.

When the coal is transported there, it always needs to be stored in a warehouse, and when the cargo ship arrives at the port, it also needs a berth for loading. All of these require manpower, material resources and financial resources to coordinate.

He personally went to Ennor Port to keep an eye on it, as the industrial port there was about to be put into use.

He had been making preparations for this a few months ago, when the coal mines in Dhanbad were still open.

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

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

In September, he rushed to Chennai exhausted.

Kavya was lying in the VIP ward of a private luxury hospital, which was decorated like a five-star hotel.

As soon as Ron appeared, her eyes turned red.

But he quickly turned his head away, as if he was deliberately sulking.

"Oh, dear, thank you for your hard work." He quickly sat down beside her, his tone full of heartache.

Her family and aunt Jayalalithaa all quietly left, leaving the place to the young couple.

Everything that needs to be known about Ron’s grand wedding in New Delhi is known.

But if no one jumps out to object at this time, what's the point?

Kaavia and the baby in her belly will always need someone to rely on, and Ron didn't abandon them.

My career has come to this point, so let it be for now.

Well, Indians have very unique ways of thinking.

When a girl is raped, they don't blame the rapist but complain about the girl's resistance.

If she had been raped obediently and not resisted, she would not have been beaten to death by the rapist.

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

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

No one would blame him, at least not the majority of society.

Maybe there will be many elites who would like to send their daughters here. If they can give birth to a son or daughter, that would be even better.

Well, having said that, Ron actually doesn't mind lowering himself occasionally to coax the women around him.

After all, she gave birth to a child for you, so shouldn't you give her some emotional value?

He hugged Kavya and talked to her in private for a long time. Finally, he talked about something interesting in Mumbai, which made her burst into laughter.

"Be gentle." He rubbed her belly slowly.

It is already the due date and Kavya’s belly is now very big.

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

"So naughty? Looks like I'll have to teach you a lesson later."

"Disgusting!" She slapped him.

She frowned because of this action.

"What's wrong?" Ron asked nervously.

"My stomach hurts." Her expression turned painful.

"Hurry! Doctor! Where's the doctor?" Ron jumped up. There was no one in the room. "Where's the doctor? Believe it or not, I'll buy the hospital and fire you!"

(End of this chapter)