Chapter 232 The Knife is Close to the Belly
There is a message from Vinod that Salem's whereabouts have almost been found.
Although most of the leaders of the Dawood gang are in Dubai, they do not live together.
It takes a lot of effort to find out their location.
Fortunately, the travel agency that Vinod runs comes into contact with thousands of workers every year.
It may not be possible to expect them to fight to the death, but it is still possible to find out some information.
Vinod has a general grasp of the other party's whereabouts and is now waiting for Ron's orders.
Well, Ron was planning to do it, but Sanjay Dutt insisted on taking charge of it.
He had just been released from prison recently, and after hearing that the movie Ron invested in was in trouble, he was determined to repay his gratitude.
Well, Ron also wanted to see what kind of power this bad boy in the newspaper had in the underworld.
He went to Sanjay's house with Chopra and others, and the other party strongly invited everyone to be his guests.
Sanjay's apartment is right on the Bandra seafront and has a pretty good location.
They were invited to the study furnished with golden nanmu furniture. Sanjay personally brought tea, added sugar, stirred it with a spoon, and handed it to Ron.
"Mr. Soul, thank you for saving me." He even wanted to do a foot-touching salute.
When he was in prison, it was Ron who took Old Duterte to see him and introduced Thackeray to them.
"You also have to thank Anu." Ron tilted his head to the side.
Anu, Chopra's wife, also came to visit today.
It was she who asked Ron for help, and finally Sanjay's father was able to meet Thackeray.
"Anu is my sister." Sanjay went over and hugged her.
"You guy, stop playing with those dangerous things." Anu blamed.
She was referring to the gun, the culprit that put Sanjay in jail.
"Of course, my house is very clean now." Sanjay assured repeatedly.
"If you really want to, go to the Maldives. My family is a major shareholder of the resort there, and you can raise a private army," said Anu.
"Let's talk about it later. I still want to stay in Mumbai." Sanjay waved his hand.
Ron listened with great interest. All the people in the room were big capitalists.
Not to mention Sanjay, he is a second-generation star and his father is a well-known politician.
Anu's family is a scholarly family and is also one of the controllers behind the Maldives.
Chopra is not bad either, she comes from a genuine Bollywood family and has her own film company.
Logically speaking, these people are rich and powerful, so they shouldn't be afraid of the threats from the gangs.
However, social classes in Mumbai are very divided, as is the case in India as a whole.
Those gang killers all came from the Malpudan herders slum. They were poor people who could kill people for fifty rupees.
Do you expect such a reckless man to be afraid? If you hand the gun to them, as long as you pay them, they can assassinate Zong Li.
Most of them are illiterate and have been exposed to an environment of the survival of the fittest since childhood. There is a huge gap between their cognition and modern civilization.
The Mumbai gangs relied on these people to mess up the city, leaving even the police helpless.
There are too many of them. The gangs have no shortage of thugs, even if they are consumable.
They chatted about gossip for a while before finally getting down to business.
"I'll call Abdul right now." Sanjay stood up.
"You know him?" Ron was a little surprised.
“The car that the police inspected, the one with the guns inside, was the one that Salem drove to my house,” Sanjay spread his hands.
Ron looked at Chopra, who shrugged, indicating that he had heard of it for the first time, too.
Well, it wasn't without reason that Ajay arrested Sanjay.
Few of these people have clean butts.
In order to show his sincerity, Sanjay made the call in front of Ron.
Salem is only a middle-level or senior member of the Daud Gang and does not have the conditions like Shakir to stay in a Sheraton five-star hotel.
He rented an apartment here, an ordinary apartment.
If his subordinates were not around, he even had to do his own laundry, cooking and cleaning the toilet.
Salem doesn't like Dubai because he doesn't feel at home here. In Mumbai, if he comes home late, his whole family will worry about him.
To soothe himself, he watched Hindi TV and Bollywood videos all night long.
After all, they are outsiders and have no friends among the locals.
Dubai locals call them beggars or bastards, and they are often discriminated against and humiliated.
For example, at the telephone office, Indians and Baba sheep would wait in line obediently, while local people in Arab robes would go directly to the window and their business would be processed first.
If it were in Mumbai, Salem would definitely not be able to swallow this humiliation. But in Dubai, he could only wait patiently, not daring to use a gun here.
Fed up with all this frustration, he focused on making money and tried every possible way to become an extortion expert.
He also wants to stay at the Sheraton Hotel, or at least hire a nanny.
Salem and Nadeem from the Nadeem-Sairawan duo are from the same hometown, and the two hit it off immediately.
They planned to buy the music cassette copyright at a low price and then sell it to T-Series Records at a high price, which would make more money than extortion.
Salem has given the other party an ultimatum. If they don't know what's best for them, then he can only follow the rules of the underworld.
Ding-a-ling.
The ringing of the phone interrupted his enjoyment of a Bollywood action film, and Salem picked up the receiver.
"Dude, it's me, Sanjay."
“Hello, brother, how is Mumbai now?”
"I just got out of jail."
"Oh, sorry, I forgot."
"I heard that you've been causing trouble for Director Chopra recently?"
"It's my job. Everything costs money in Dubai," Salem shrugged.
"Listen, I spent almost a year in jail because of you. Chopra is my brother, he was the only one who stayed with me when I was down.
And Mr. Soul, I was able to get out of jail thanks to his help. He invested in this movie, you know."
"I sympathize with your brother, but the Mumbai newspapers are talking about this matter everywhere, which will make me lose face. As for that Sur..." Salem suddenly felt that the name seemed familiar.
Ding Dong! The doorbell to his apartment rang.
Salem ignored it, but the ringing became more urgent.
"Wait for me a moment, brother."
He put down the phone and cautiously approached the door. He looked through the peephole for a while but found nothing unusual.
Salem opened the door and was about to look outside.
Snap! A big, sturdy hand stretched out from the side, holding a gun.
Salem raised his hand and slowly backed away. Vinod came in, followed by five or six people. There were more than a dozen people standing in the corridor outside the door, silently.
"Mr. Sur, let me say hello to you." Vinod said with a smile.
Mr. Soul? Salem shuddered. Was this the Mr. Soul from the phone call just now?
Who is he and how could he suddenly land in Dubai?
It’s not Salem’s fault for being suspicious. Anyone would be worried.
Wait, a flash of light flashed through his mind.
Damn, Salem suddenly remembered the rumors about Shakir some time ago.
It was said that he was given a pizza box with a bullet inside.
Shakir placed a gag order on this matter as it would greatly damage his image as a gangster boss.
However, as a middle or senior manager, Salem finally heard some news.
After shuddering uncontrollably, Salem explained in a trembling voice.
"Brother, is there some misunderstanding? I would never dare to mess with Dr. Sur, right Sanjay?" He shouted into the phone on the table.
“Pick up the phone.” Vinod pointed the gun at him.
"Listen to me, brother. If I had known that Mr. Soul was investing in that movie, I would never have thought of it." Salem raised the receiver cautiously.
Vinod takes the call and waves his gun to ask Salem to stand aside.
"Boss, I'm in his room."
"Who?" Sanjay on the other side looked confused.
"Looking for me." Ron walked over to the side with a smile on his face, holding a satellite phone in his hand.
"Mr. Sur?" Sanjay was stunned and couldn't understand it for a moment.
"I'll talk to him." Ron picked up the phone.
"Boss, the person is next to me, what are you going to do?"
"How is your relationship with Salem?" Ron turned to ask Sanjay.
"Uh, not bad, we're friends."
"Give him a warning then," Ron said into the phone.
“Understood.” Vinod winked at his men.
Soon Salem was pushed down on the table, his left hand stretched out and pinned.
Vinod took out a dagger, pressed it against his little finger, and then, in front of his horrified eyes, slashed it hard.
"Ah!" A quick scream came out, but was quickly covered with a handkerchief.
“Remember, don’t reach out next time.” Vinod wiped his face with the bloody dagger.
"I'll take care of this right now, right now!" Salem shouted.
"Mr. Soul is the sun. He is always watching you from the sky."
Vinod gave him a meaningful look, then led his men away, still quietly.
Salem collapsed to the ground, soaking wet. He had never imagined that even after traveling all the way to Dubai, he would still face the shadow of death.
But now is not the time to feel sentimental. He didn't even bother to treat his injuries and immediately called his younger brother in China.
Ron hung up the phone and shrugged easily.
Sanjay was dazed and had no idea what was happening. So much had changed in such a short time that he was completely unprepared.
"Are you okay?" He looked strange.
"Almost." Ron nodded. Vinod's movements were quite fast.
"Mr. Sur, do you have anyone in Dubai?" Sanjay asked uncertainly.
"I have business there, a very ordinary business."
What kind of business can make people scream and speak more effectively than the police?
Chopra and the others looked at each other and knew what was going on.
"Okay, that Nadim..."
"Nothing to worry about!" Chopra looked excited.
"Then there won't be any problems negotiating with T-Series Records?"
"Of course, we will be able to sign the contract soon."
"Great!" Ron also became excited.
The deal of 300 million rupees was done, and he was now spending money everywhere. The profit share of 50 million rupees was really not a small amount.
The Mumbai gangs that everyone fears are nothing more than this.
You have to put the tip of the knife to their soft belly so that everyone can have a friendly conversation.
Why can the mafia manipulate Mumbai's businessmen without any scruples? It's because the situation is not equal.
They can send killers to threaten businessmen, and the businessmen ask the police for help, but the police cannot go to Dubai.
Ron just brought us closer together, you have people and I have people.
Look, everyone can talk properly now.
Tsk, Ron doesn't make as much as Hardhan in the travel agency business.
But it solved Ron's worries and prevented him from being treated as a lamb and blackmailed at will like other businessmen.
From now on, those gangs will no longer bother him, they will just be afraid of him.
After helping Chopra solve her biggest problem and enjoying the worshipful service from Mary and the others, Ron's thoughts became clear.
Oh, I just can’t sit still.
In April, construction on the Sur Park began.
Maharashtra Minister Pawar personally attended the groundbreaking ceremony, and Ron accompanied him and accepted interviews from countless reporters.
200 acres, 81 hectares, expected to provide 20,000 jobs.
These front-page reports made Ron the most eye-catching figure in Mumbai again.
Everyone suddenly realized that Dr. Suhr had transformed into an entrepreneur.
As for the public’s reaction, it is of course welcome.
Dr. Sur is a good person. If he becomes an entrepreneur, it will definitely be a blessing to society.
Many people have been inquiring about the recruitment conditions of Sur Electric Appliances, and they can't wait to listen to the teachings from the Sun God.
Well, after all, the salaries at Sur Electric are obvious to all.
Ron himself was much calmer and said that the first phase of the project would take at least two years.
On the premise of giving priority to the construction of core production areas, it would be very good if it can be put into production within half a year.
He wants to build a comprehensive park that includes production plants, R&D centers, warehousing and logistics, employee communities and other supporting facilities.
The core production area accounts for about 55% of the total area, the R&D and office areas account for 20%, and the employee living and welfare facilities account for about 20%.
The remaining 5% of the area is basically reserved for planning such as greening, public facilities and transportation roads.
The startup capital was 300 million rupees, 200 million of which came from bank loans and 100 million from Ron's own pocket.
Mumbai doesn't need Uttar Pradesh. It is difficult to get something for nothing.
However, the park has already started construction, so the TV project, which he regards as the next core of Sur Electric, should also be put on the agenda.
(End of this chapter)
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