Chapter 267 Mo Daxian calls me "Sir"!



Chapter 267 Mo Daxian calls me "Sir"!

Dutt had never met a police officer like Ajay, who was completely unresponsive.

No matter how many connections he hinted at or how many benefits he promised, it was of no use.

The only thing he was thankful for was that he was accompanied by a lawyer when he was taken to the police station, otherwise those young people who were hanged would have been his example.

They looked so miserable, their long, thin arms and legs were tied together and hung on their backs, their bodies were covered with purple marks oozing with blood, and their faces were swollen beyond recognition.

When Dutt came in, they could only whimper and didn't even have the strength to look up.

"I have a lawyer! I'm applying for bail!" Dutt screamed in fear.

"Don't be impatient, we have enough time to talk slowly." Aijie pinched a candy and put it into his mouth.

While they spoke, the interrogation continued in the next room and in the corridor.

In the entire police station, nothing could be heard except the screams of the person being interrogated.

There were no roars or questions from the police officer, only incessant, heart-wrenching howls.

Then Dutt heard a muffled sound, like something hard hitting flesh.

His face twitched, his eyes became anxious, and he looked at the lawyer beside him frequently.

The meaning was obvious: he wanted to leave this damn place as soon as possible.

In India, people, rich or poor, try to avoid and stay away from the police station.

Especially police officers like Ajie are the nemesis of the rich.

Those young men had confessed everything and did not allow Dutt to quibble at all.

As mentioned before, he only has two choices, terrorist attack or unfair competition.

In order to avoid being interrogated and beaten, Dutt signed the transcript after his lawyer nodded in approval.

It only took him five minutes to leave the police station. After all, he was a wealthy man of some status, so Ajie couldn't torture him like he would an ordinary suspect.

However, as soon as Dutt came out of the police station, he was surrounded by reporters waiting there.

Well, Ajie really couldn't do anything to him, but he could still reveal some information to the outside world.

The embarrassed Dutt lowered his head and got into the car without saying a word the whole time.

His miserable appearance appeared on the front pages of major newspapers the next day.

The terrorist attack was a misunderstanding, and the truth is that it framed competitors!

As soon as the report came out, Gopal Dutt instantly became a laughing stock.

Both editorialists and ordinary people were crazy about mocking and making fun of him.

The tense atmosphere of the previous "terrorist attack" made everyone feel very uncomfortable. Now that the truth has come to light, people are relieved, but at the same time, they all nailed him to the pillar of shame.

Kavya, a signed reporter for the Times of India, jokingly called him a genius in blasting.

The nickname spread at a breakneck speed and by the evening it was featured on the All India Television news.

It's ridiculous that they came up with such a method to bring down their competitors.

The reporters, who were eager to watch the fun, rushed to interview Ron.

Facing everyone's eager looks, Ron simply shrugged and said, "Sul TV can withstand any test."

Look, this is marketing, win without any effort!

When the first "terrorist attack" news appeared, Sur Electric Appliances showed up.

Even vandals know to use Sur TVs to attract passers-by, which shows that the brand has been deeply rooted in people's hearts.

That night, many dealers called Sur Electric to request additional orders.

Now, the terrorist attack is fake, and the real purpose is to discredit Sur TV.

The jealousy of colleagues is the best compliment.

Two months later, the popularity of Sur TVs, which had cooled slightly, has once again become a hot commodity on the black market.

Faced with the orders that came in like snowflakes, Ron could only sigh in despair.

It’s too late, really too late. Even if the four production lines are running at full capacity, they cannot meet the market demand.

The fifth and sixth production lines will be put into operation at the end of the month, and the production capacity pressure will be slightly relieved at that time.

Fortunately, we had the help of technical personnel from Dongda University. Otherwise, if Suer Electric relied on itself, it might not be able to set up a production line in two months.

To support production in India, Dongda has sent dozens of technicians, and all their expenses and subsidies are paid by Ron.

If nothing else, the efficiency alone is worth it.

The workers of Sur Electric Appliances almost just sit back and enjoy the fruits of their labor, as the installation and debugging did not require any effort on their part.

It will probably be the ninth or tenth production line before it is the turn for Suer’s employees to practice.

Now is the time to rush for production capacity. Every day of delay means losing money, and Ron has no patience to wait.

As the stall grew bigger and bigger, the documents that needed his signature filled up an entire table.

After finally finishing the work at hand, Ron picked up the newspaper on the table and looked at it carefully.

Videocon suffered a setback this time. It is said that the Toshiba delegation that was preparing to negotiate with them has returned to Japan.

The complete set of production line technology that Duterte once dreamed of is probably going to be a thing of the past, at least not in the short term.

That’s great, Suol Electric has one less competitor.

Unfortunately, Onida, who was hiding behind the scenes, escaped unscathed this time without suffering any loss.

They were responsible for the war of public opinion, but the war never started.

The reporters arranged in advance by Erke Shopping Mall turned against them at the last minute.

Even if Aijie wanted to ask, he had no evidence.

Ron heard that they had signed an import contract with Japan's JVC, and that it would probably be Soul Electric's competitor in the future.

Once the other party's production line is put into operation, the cost of various parts will inevitably drop significantly.

At that time, low prices will no longer be the exclusive means of Sur TVs, and competitive pressure will naturally arise.

But Ron didn't take it too seriously. The opponent was making progress, and Soul Electric was not idle either.

Along with the fifth and sixth production lines, there is also the cathode ray tube production line of Todai.

After placing a massive order for 200,000 sets of core components, Todai finally agreed to transfer cathode ray tube technology.

Ron didn't have time to research the technology now, so he could only buy ready-made production lines and bought four at once.

Each production line costs US$500,000 and produces 300,000 cathode ray tubes annually. This price is much more expensive than the assembly line.

After all, it is a core component, and its technical density far exceeds that of the assembly line, so it is reasonable that it is expensive.

The idea of ​​adapting NEC color tubes from Todai has also made progress, and a batch of samples is expected to be delivered soon.

As long as there are no problems with the trial production, he will not hesitate to use the idle color TV production line of the joint venture.

Sur Electric is expanding very quickly, but it also has a disadvantage, which is that it is too expensive.

Of the ten million U.S. dollars previously exchanged through a Swiss bank, nine million has been burned, leaving less than one million in the account.

This is more than 300 million rupees, and it only took three months, with an average cost of 100 million rupees per month.

The result of the investment is that the Sur Park has seven more factories and fourteen production lines that will be added one after another.

All the money has become means of production, and this is the foundation.

Sur Electronics has become the largest television manufacturer in Mumbai and will become even bigger in the future.

This is not all the gains. The total profit from the televisions sold in September and October was 350 million.

Including water air conditioners and electric fans, as well as previous savings, I can probably raise 500 million rupees.

This is the ammunition of Sur Electric and Ron’s confidence.

With the money, the first thing he wanted to do was not to enjoy it, but to continue to expand the scale of production.

As early as a month ago, Ron sent the company's sales staff to various states to investigate the market.

Tamil Nadu, Orissa, Gujarat and Punjab are all key states under consideration.

The economies of these regions are generally higher than the Indian average, and the level of industrialization is relatively high.

Sur Electric is in preliminary contact with the local government, mainly to test the conditions they offer, including land, loans, manpower, and anything else.

Choose whoever offers the best conditions. It’s that simple.

India is at the beginning of market liberalization and is attracting investment everywhere.

Well-known brands like Sur Electric Appliances are fully qualified to choose and pick cities across the country.

Ron thought happily that maybe their chief minister would even receive him personally.

Ding-a-ling.

The phone on the desk rang and Ron picked up the receiver.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Soul?" a powerful voice asked.

"Yes, it's me."

“This is the Gujarat BJP office. We noticed that you are planning to invest in Gujarat?”

“We’re scouting the market, so to speak.”

"Then you must come to Gujarat. It has the most complete industrial facilities in India. If you set up your factory here, you can enjoy all kinds of conveniences."

"I'll think about it." Ron said noncommittally.

"If you have any plans, please contact me in advance: Narendra Modi, General Secretary of the Gujarat BJP."

"Wait!" Ron, who had been absent-minded, shuddered. "What's your last name?"

"Mo Di." The voice was still full of confidence.

"Excuse me for asking." Ron rolled his eyes.

"What?"

"Do you have a very stylish beard?"

"." The other party was silent for a while before answering, "Yes."

“I’m going to Gujarat this month!”

"I'm looking forward to our upcoming meeting, Mr. Soul." The voice sounded a little happy.

"I'm looking forward to it too." Ron smiled and hung up the phone.

Look, Master Mo calls me "Sir"!

I really didn’t expect that Daxian had already made a name for himself in politics at this time.

The BJP Secretary-General is not something that just anyone can do. Besides being competent, he must also be a trusted aide.

The great man was probably in his forties at that time, and in terms of political potential, he had a bright future.

I just didn't expect that he would call me in person.

Gujarat is worth Ron's personal trip.

He did not delay and flew to Ahmedabad almost a week after receiving Mo Daxian's call.

It is the largest city in Gujarat and the most important economic and industrial center of the state.

After getting off the plane, Ron's first feeling was the spaciousness.

It is hard to imagine that there are six-lane roads in good condition in India.

The car sped along, and when it reached the city, the highway slowly became four lanes, and then narrowed to two lanes.

Everywhere there were marching groups, ranging from dozens to hundreds, waving orange battle flags and shouting slogans.

Ron finally understood why Gujarat was so eager to contact him.

In two or three months, there will be a state election.

(End of this chapter)

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