Chapter 366 Double Hit
"Urgent?" Velma sneered. "Have you ever considered what Isa will look like with her bulging belly in two months? How will you let her face people?"
"Of course she's the daughter-in-law of the Soul family," Ron said immediately, "but I haven't prepared anything."
"The wedding will be held in New Delhi. The Verma family will arrange everything. You don't have to worry about it."
Verma immediately took over the matter. According to Indian customs, it is the woman's side that is responsible for the wedding.
He was worried that Ron would cause trouble again, so he didn't give him a chance to regret.
"Okay, we'll talk about the wedding later. But the thing we just talked about must be done first."
"What happened just now?" Velma wondered.
"Tamil," Ron reminded him.
"Why are you so concerned about Jayalalithaa's case? What does it have to do with you? I seem to remember that the newspaper there published some gossip."
"Business! Of course it's business!" Ron answered immediately, afraid that he would overthink it.
"Business?"
"Yes, I have a large investment there. Not to mention the Sur Electrical Factory, which employs tens of thousands of people, but also the port, which is under construction, costing hundreds of millions of dollars."
You know, all this money came from banks. After hearing about Jayalalithaa's arrest, they were considering whether to withdraw the loans.
That's a big deal. Without money, the port project will be stopped and I will go bankrupt.
Can you bear to see Isa suffer with me? Can you bear to see your father end up in jail before your grandson is even born?"
“Hundreds of millions of dollars?” Velma gasped.
"Yes, hundreds of millions of rupees."
"You're so brave!"
It’s not big, and it won’t make your daughter pregnant.
“That’s how business works. You can only move faster if you’re bolder than others.”
"Urgent?"
"Of course, I can't be more anxious!"
"Wait for me." Velma turned around.
Ron was wondering, he had already picked up the phone and started dialing a number.
After the call was connected, Verma said a few words and hung up.
"What?" Ron asked.
"Jayalalithaa should have packed her things and prepared to be released from prison by now." He glanced at his watch and answered casually.
"Wow!" Ron's eyes widened in surprise, "As expected of the Chief Justice."
"I've taken care of that for you, now it's time to talk about the wedding."
"No problem, but I still have to go to Tamil Nadu."
"What?"
"Jayalalithaa is only the most important link. There is still a lot of finishing work to do. For example, I need to appease those banks, and I also need to go to the port."
"Are you trying to escape?" Wilma looked at him with suspicion.
"How could that be? I'm Ron Soul!"
"No, you have to call now, in front of me."
"What call?" Ron asked in confusion.
"Your family, Uttar Pradesh."
Did you really think Verma hadn't done any research? He was the Chief Justice, and he could have gotten all of Ron's information with just a single request.
After their last meeting, Velma had glanced over the information about Ron.
Businessmen who are doing big business in this field are also the focus of the Indian government.
"Okay." Ron had no choice but to do as he was told.
This cheap father-in-law is so unethical that he has to talk to his in-laws on the spot before he feels at ease.
Alas, what about the trust between people?
It was my second uncle who answered the call in Uttar Pradesh. When he heard that Ron was getting married, he was confused.
It's so sudden. I haven't heard that Ron has this plan, although his family is planning to arrange a few blind dates for him.
However, when he heard that it was Chief Justice Verma who was talking to him on the phone, Aditya immediately became extremely enthusiastic.
Before Ron could say anything, he patted his chest and promised with great confidence that all members of the Sur family would be present and would cover all wedding expenses.
Velma was very happy, but Ron rolled his eyes.
He is getting married, so why are these two people happier than him?
The wedding was decided in just a few words, and even the procedures were discussed in detail.
The Suer family is also getting carried away, having made a lot of money in the past two years.
Now that I have seized the opportunity to show off my wealth, I can't wait to cover all the expenses.
Forget it, just do as the Romans do.
He happened to glance over and saw a pretty figure eavesdropping upstairs.
Ron smiled. Isa was a good girl.
He has a bit of a headache in Tamil Nadu.
How could he not understand Kavya's thoughts, and Jayalalithaa's as well.
Last year, when she was still the Chief Minister, she opened the door wide and almost sold or gave away many state-owned assets to Ron.
Why? Because of his Soul Electric?
Not qualified!
There is only one reason, family!
Only family members can have this kind of special care.
Tsk, trouble.
After Velma hung up the phone contentedly, his eyes softened when he looked at Ron.
Since we become family in the future, I have to take care of him.
"I will be sending out invitations soon. President Goddard and President Sharma will attend your wedding. I will also notify the Congress Party, the BJP, and the United Front."
"Huh?" Ron was stunned.
"Do you have anything else to add?"
"Uh, I need to think about it."
"Leave the politics, judiciary, and police to me, and the military as well. As for the business world, you can handle it yourself." Verma waved his hand.
Okay, everything has been arranged clearly.
Ron spread his hands, indicating that he had nothing to add.
"But it would be better to divide the wedding into several sessions. I also have to take care of Mumbai." He began to seriously consider getting married.
"Mumbai, you make your own arrangements, we won't interfere." Verma nodded.
South India and North India are different after all, and he knows that some things cannot be generalized.
"You guys go ahead and prepare in New Delhi. I have to fly to Tamil Nadu tomorrow. Oh, and this watch is nice. It suits me very well."
Ron took the Patek Philippe off the table. It was so dazzling that it was hard not to notice it.
"You little bastard, that's my watch!" Wilma jumped up angrily.
"Think of it as a wedding gift. Look, it fits so well on my hand." Ron gestured at him a few times, looking very proud.
"you"
"Ron!" Isa upstairs couldn't help it and came down from upstairs.
"Be careful." Ron reached out and held her steady.
"When will you come back?" Isa asked reluctantly.
"Soon, I promise."
"Then go quickly and come back soon."
"good."
Isa was very reluctant to leave. Her thoughts were now all on Ron and the baby in her belly.
She had never been so attached to someone before, and she wanted to be with him all the time.
But she also knew that a man's career was the most important thing, and the most important thing a woman should do was to silently support him behind the scenes.
Don't complain, don't throw a tantrum, and don't be willful, Isa secretly warned herself.
Ron left, taking Velma's Patek Philippe with him, and boarded a plane early the next morning.
It was already afternoon when we arrived in Madras.
To be honest, he was extremely panicked and didn't know how to explain it to Kavya.
The family forced him to do so? Bah, that's too fake. No one can force him now.
A done deal? Even worse, that would make him seem hypocritical.
"Ron!"
He looked up from his deep thoughts. In the distance, Kavya was standing with her hands on her hips. She wasn't alone. The car window behind her had been lowered a crack. It was Jayalalithaa.
Hearing that Ron was on a flight today, the former chief minister came to pick him up in person. If it weren't for Ron, she would still be in jail.
However, Jayalalithaa was very low-key. Not only did she not get out of the car, she also covered herself with a scarf.
But Ron didn't notice any of this. His mouth was wide open, his eyes were round, and he was so surprised that he couldn't even speak.
If I had to use a metaphor, it would be like being shot.
“You you you” he looked at Kavya in disbelief.
"This is a surprise for you. You're going to be a father!" She smiled proudly with her hands on her hips.
Ron felt dizzy and his vision went dark.
It’s over! It’s really over now!
"What's wrong with you? Are you so happy that you're stupid?" Kavya laughed.
"Yes, I've really become a fool." Ron also laughed, a bitter smile.
He walked over and carefully touched Kavya's slightly bulging belly.
The weather in Tamil was very hot and Kavya was wearing only a thin shirt, which made it obvious that she was pregnant.
"How many months?" he asked.
"Three months soon."
Ron silently calculated that it was exactly the day he was last in Madras.
"It's all your fault. You didn't bring an umbrella. I had one right away." Kavya gave him a happy look.
"I'm a real marksman. The Mumbai police are miles away from me."
"What?"
"I'm just so happy. I won the jackpot. It's amazing."
"Really? Then why did you sigh just now?"
"I feel sorry for you. I've been doing this for three months without saying anything."
"Ha, I haven't called you for so long, I just wanted to give you a surprise."
"Yes, it's absolutely shocking, unprecedentedly shocking."
"What are you mumbling about?"
"Let's go back first. I'm very thirsty. Let me drink some water first."
Ron's steps were heavy. He felt that he was really in trouble. Why did such things happen to each other?
Are you sure you're not kidding? He glanced at Kavya's belly again. Really, there's no mistake.
Back in the car, Jayalalithaa took off her headscarf.
She has lost a lot of weight and her skin is not as tight as it used to be.
It seems that this imprisonment has aged her many years.
But her eyes were calmer, without that domineering and arrogant look.
"Ron, thank you."
“Thanks to Kaavia, she withstood the pressure.”
This is not Ron being modest, it takes a lot of courage for Kavya to stand up and take all the collections in Jayalalithaa's house on herself.
Because of her sudden disruption, those who originally supported Jayalalithaa immediately felt like they had grabbed a lifeline.
They desperately attacked the DMK party for personal revenge, and the so-called corruption was a completely trumped-up charge.
Jayalalithaa had been the chief minister for five years and had some connections after all.
It may not be possible to let them output under pressure and against the wind, but it is still possible to fight a battle with the wind in their favor.
After this incident, the DMK and the Tamil Supreme Court did not dare to act recklessly and gradually became cautious.
Although Jayalalithaa was not released, she was transferred from prison to a detention center, where she not only had a single room but also could read newspapers to pass the time.
As for the 77 properties and lands that were confiscated, they were all blamed on the godson.
These properties were never registered in Jayalalithaa's name. No politician is that stupid.
So the AIADMK people cooperated from outside and easily sent the godson to jail.
The reason why Jayalalithaa is still imprisoned is purely because the DMK is deliberately suppressing her.
But Jayalalithaa knew that without Ron, who knows how long she would have been imprisoned.
They have countless reasons to delay, and it may take a year or two.
"I know it was you who came up with the idea, and you've been traveling to New Delhi for so long, which shows it's not an easy task."
"New Delhi, yes. It's not easy. I really put in a lot of effort and made a great determination." Ron's eyes became brighter and brighter.
Huh? Looks like I have an excuse.
(End of this chapter)
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