I am a master in India

Chapter 116 Capitalist Paradise
The boss of the Shiv Sena wanted to see him, so Ron had to go.

No one in Mumbai dared to refuse his invitation because the other party really had guns in their hands.

Of course, also because the Shiv Sena now controls the Mumbai government, there are actually more people begging to see him.

As long as you have power, no matter what your background is, a bunch of people will automatically follow you and flatter you.

Ron will meet Bal Thackeray in a week, but the other party is very busy and he needs to wait in line.

This is ridiculous, as he was the one who was specifically invited.

After hanging up the phone, Ron focused on the task at hand.

As he expected, the first batch of water air conditioners sold were mostly standard and light luxury models.

Given everyone's income level, it's hard to impress people with anything over a thousand rupees.

The standard model was the best seller, and at 350 rupees, it was cheaper than many other brands of fans. Even those who didn't know Ron personally were tempted to try it out after seeing the ad.

Sure enough, low prices are the weapon to open up the market, and exaggerated advertising can only be regarded as icing on the cake.

Customers who purchased affordable luxury models were more influenced by advertising, as most of them had read about the advantages of water-cooling units in English-language newspapers.

Having entered the middle class, they pay more attention to the quality of life, and the environmental protection, low noise and health-care effects of water air conditioners are very attractive to them.

The price of Rs 800 is lower than that of fans from famous brands, which is another reason to buy it.

Of course, the sudden popularity of Sur Electric's water air conditioners is inseparable from Ron's own promotion.

Both Hindus and Muslims paid money to support his products.

"Dr. Sur is a good man." For the first time in thousands of years, two conflicting religions reached a consensus.

His act of saving people in the Mangerdas market really touched many people at the grassroots level.

The Shudras and Dalits within Hinduism reacted most enthusiastically. Some of the people Ron rescued were obviously untouchables.

Normally, when people of low castes go to the hospital, doctors from high castes simply refuse to see them. Only doctors from the same low castes don't mind.

Ron's actions may displease some extreme upper castes, but the lower castes are the majority after all, and they are cheering for it.

The Mumin people were also grateful for what he did, especially when a newspaper revealed that Ron had saved a Mumin child on his way to Mangerdas Market.

Look, Dr. Soule is just as the newspaper said, compassionate to the world and without the slightest prejudice.

This is particularly valuable after the people of the Mao Zedong had suffered repeated persecutions.

Even those people who are full of hatred cannot find fault with Ron. What he does can only make people admire him.

It’s done, Ron’s golden body has been created!

Many enthusiastic people even crowded at the door of the electrical appliance factory to buy water air conditioners from Suer Electric.

They believed in the health treatments advertised. Isn't it normal for appliances blessed by Dr. Sur to have such effects?

Ron was speechless. He even wanted to sell health products.

"Ron, you have to go meet them." Anand's head popped out of the office door.

"what?"

"Those people gathered there, shouting your name, it's very lively." He shook his head happily.

"I heard it, but the warehouse is sold out. There's not a single one left."

“It’s okay, you have to meet them,” Anand insisted.

"Okay." Ron put down his pen and stood up helplessly.

He tried to pretend he didn't hear them, but these people had been there for over half an hour and still hadn't left. Many people who came to discuss business were stuck outside the door, seriously affecting traffic.

Ron followed Anand to the door, and the crowd outside immediately cheered. Then a young girl came forward with a garland in her hand and a shy look on her face.

Well, it’s an old tradition of the Indian people.

This is a way to express respect. In general religious ceremonies, garlands are hung around the necks of statues of gods.

It was obvious that these people regarded Ron as some kind of "idol" and admired him very much.

Ron lowered his head obediently. After the garland was put on him, the girl put cinnabar on his forehead.

The process ended here, and Ron smiled and saluted to the crowd.

Many people excitedly stepped forward, praising Ron non-stop, and then, before he could react, squatted down and touched his foot.

Ron was numb, watching everyone rush to squat down and touch his feet. In this situation, he felt like a pyramid scheme leader.

After smiling and lightly touching their shoulders to complete the blessing, these people stood up contentedly.

The whole process seemed more like some kind of religious ritual than a friendly meeting.

They are all Ron's fans and asked when they can buy water air conditioners from Sur Electric.

After Ron promised them that the goods would be delivered within a week, these people dispersed contentedly.

"Wow! Ron, we are famous." Anand stood beside him proudly.

"Are they too superstitious about our water-cooling systems?" Ron wondered. "One old man said he was almost blind and wanted to try using water-cooling systems."

"Cure?" Anand asked.

"That's about it."

"Maybe it will be useful, who knows." Anand shook his head heartlessly. In the magical India, nothing is impossible.

Ron Baba had never seen the folk remedies used in the slums, otherwise he wouldn't be so surprised. "Anyway, I hope our water conditioning is as technologically advanced as possible, rather than boasting some outrageous efficacy."

It is hard to say whether the old man’s eyes can be cured, but if used for a long time, he may develop rheumatism.

As the two were talking, Ashish had already driven a truck to the factory gate.

Lanant, the Madras businessman, jumped out of the car and ran towards Ron enthusiastically.

"My dearest friend, Mr. Ron Soul, look what I brought you! A full 20,000 cheap and easy-to-use electric motors!"

"You have to give me a discount. You see the scene here. Everyone is waiting for my product."

"Oh, man, the price I gave you last time was the lowest price."

"I have a batch of orders coming up, and my workshop is expanding. Do you know what this means?"

"Okay, let me have a drink of water first, and then we can talk slowly."

Ron does have plans to expand, as the current factory strictly speaking only has two lines.

Except for the plastic shell and various plastic accessories which are produced by injection molding machines, the rest are basically assembled manually.

The efficiency is too slow. It takes an average of 40-60 minutes for two workers to take one water air conditioner offline.

Of the fifty workers urgently brought in, minus the ten or so who operated the equipment, the remaining thirty-odd workers worked non-stop for twelve hours a day, and ultimately the daily production capacity was only around 220 units.

He wanted to integrate the production line and reduce manual steps as much as possible so as to improve efficiency.

Ratnam was a shrewd businessman. Ron argued with him for a long time, and finally he agreed to buy the mechanical timers from him, and only then was he willing to give a 20% discount on the original price.

Overall, Ron was quite satisfied with the deal. Mechanical timers in India are not cheap, and their quality is not as reliable as those in Singapore.

If it weren't for the supply chain risks, he would have preferred to import all the goods.

After finalizing the deal, Ron was thinking about whether to make a satellite call to Leon. He wanted to get another injection molding machine to complete the third production line.

However, considering that the current production capacity bottleneck is not the injection molding machine, but manual labor, he gave up this impulse.

"Anand, Ashish!" Ron shouted outside.

"Here we come!" The two of them came running over.

"Help! Hurry and get some help! The Suer Electric Factory is in urgent need of workers."

"Boss, how many more people do you want?" Ashish's eyes lit up.

"We will first expand the team to 150 people. Only two of the three workshops are in use, and the other one needs to be regulated now."

"No problem!" Ashish glanced at Anand. They would allocate the 100 vacancies privately later.

"Ron, where's the salary? The travel company hasn't had much business recently, and many people have lost their income." Anand was worried.

He wasn't worried about himself, as he had no shortage of money. It was just that his friends in the slums were struggling financially once again.

Ron understood Anand's idea, but the salary settlement method did need to be changed.

"Let's switch to a piece-rate system. For every water conditioner assembled, I'll get 10 rupees. The more complex the design, the higher the pay per piece."

“10 rupees” Anand and Ashish’s heads were spinning and soon their eyes widened in surprise.

With the current order volume at the Sur Electric Appliance Factory, even if the workers work at full capacity they will have to be busy for two or three months.

Excluding meal breaks, a worker can assemble at least 7 water air conditioners a day, which means 70 rupees.

In a month, the minimum income is 2100 rupees!

The more you work, the more you earn. Otherwise, how can we motivate the workers?

Ashish felt jealous. As an undergraduate, he only earned 2,000 yuan a month, but in the end the workers earned more than him.

"Recruit people according to these conditions first, the sooner the better." Ron said without any hesitation.

If we want to increase production capacity, we must adopt piecework. If we get a fixed salary, I guess everyone in India will just slack off.

He has too many orders on hand, and a rough calculation just now shows that it is more than 10,000 units.

The right thing to do is to start work as soon as possible. Don't worry about the salary. The more products are sold, the more money will flow into his pocket.

Such salary and benefits are undoubtedly a huge temptation, even Anand is tempted.

Without further hesitation, the two of them were about to make arrangements, but Ron stopped Ashish.

"Sul Electric is in urgent need of talent right now. If you have any suitable classmates or experienced colleagues, please call them over."

"Boss, I'll bring people here tomorrow!" Ashish was as positive as ever.

"Very good," Ron nodded with satisfaction. This ox and horse worked very hard. "You can get a raise next month, plus a bonus. You've done a good job recently."

"Boss!" Ashish knelt down and touched his feet. "You are as generous as a saint!"

"Do your best, go ahead!" Ron patted his head.

Ashish bowed and left the office with gratitude.

Tsk, the third brother is also very greedy. If you give them a little benefit, they will worship you like a god.

Ron smiled. This place was simply a capitalist's paradise.

He wanted to go out, but another call came in, it was from Khad Khan.

(End of this chapter)