I am a master in India

Chapter 122 The secretary has something to do

This time, Luca landed directly and openly from the Mumbai dock. He is a man with connections.

After Ron made a phone call, not only did the customs not make things difficult for him, they even waived the entry inspection.

"My brother's ship is still on the high seas. When will he be able to enter the dock?"

"Don't even think about it. I've never seen anyone so arrogant while smuggling." Ron hit him on the shoulder in annoyance.

"But I heard that you've become a hero here. Don't you have any special privileges?"

"No matter what, I can't treat the entire customs office and hundreds of police officers as blind."

Luca entered the port on a fishing boat, while his brother remained near the Persian Gulf.

They would buy some supplies at the port in Oman and wait for news from Luca, who could arrive in two days with just a satellite phone.

"By the way, buddy, tell me about your experience during the Mumbai attacks. Such an exciting story, and you didn't share it with me?"

"I almost died in the explosion. The motorcycle with the bomb was right under my nose and almost hit me!"

"Oh!" Luca was beaming with joy. "Mumbai is even wilder than Brazil! You guys are playing with bombs, and we're still shooting at each other with pistols. How lame!"

"If you want to experience it yourself, why not go and trouble the Mumin? They say there are thousands of kilograms of RDX that haven't been found."

"God, this can blow the entire dock away!" Luca stumbled, frightened by the number.

"The good news is that these explosives were also smuggled in. Our medicines are much more harmless to humans and animals, so there's no need to worry about customs issues."

Ron patted Luca on the shoulder and went to greet the customs police.

It was a small scene, but the explosives hidden by the Mumbai gangs were more than a thousand kilograms, and even several times more.

Aggie and Ron revealed that due to the recent thorough investigation of the bombing case, many gangs have been secretly transferring explosives.

Some were sold to Punjab, some to Kashmir, and the Mumbai police turned a blind eye to it.

After all, it is better to have an explosion somewhere else than in Mumbai.

"I've already contacted Pant. He'll need a few days to prepare the supplies. You can stay at the Indian Hotel in Xiangtu first."

"Xiangtu and I are old acquaintances," Luca waved his hand nonchalantly. "After taking a shower, I'll go to Leopold's Bar for a drink. Are Dijang, Viraj, and the others still here?"

"They ran away to Goa to hide a long time ago. The explosion that day scared them." Because these people were not there, Ron hadn't been to Leopold Bar for a long time.

Of that group of friends, only Ron and Mary stayed in Mumbai. Ron did it for business, while Mary and Lena were reluctant to give up their Bollywood careers.

"Damn it, they ran away so easily without even notifying me." Luca complained.

"You're far away in Brazil, which was much safer than Mumbai at the time. Anyway, don't run around lately and think about your last experience here."

Ron's warning made Luca touch his forehead unconsciously, the memory of being knocked unconscious last time was still vivid in his mind.

This guy is quite bold. When other foreigners were desperately trying to flee Mumbai, he insisted on squeezing in.

The green dollars can make people risk their lives for it.

"Who is this?"

“My sister Raju?” Ashish smiled and shook his head.

"So why is your sister here?" Ron looked at the girl in front of him with a confused look on his face.

"Secretary!" Ashish winked and began to clean up Ron's office quickly.

"Wait!" Ron looked at the clever Ashish with a puzzled look on his face. "Did you arrange this?"

"Boss, you've been talking about looking for a secretary, haven't you? I've always remembered that my sister Lazhu is educated and would be a good fit."

Upon hearing this, Lazhu looked up and smiled at Ron, then continued to help him clean up his messy office.

To be fair, Laju is very beautiful. Her skin is not as fair as Nia's, and is even darker than Kavya's.

But her face shape is very good, with both the softness of an oriental woman and the charm of a western woman.

But that's not the problem. Ron wasn't even prepared.

"You should have told me in advance, Ashish." He tapped the table.

"Of course, she's here to try it out for you today. If the boss is not satisfied, just let her go home." Ashish said in a nonchalant tone.

It was as if he was not discussing his sister, but a commodity.

"Okay, that's it for today. Remember why I asked you to come here?"

"Regarding customer feedback," Ashish flipped through his notebook, "the most common problem is in larger rooms, where the cooling effect of the water-cooled air conditioner has significantly decreased."

"Is there any way to solve it?" Ron didn't waste any words and went straight to the point.

"It's hard to make any breakthroughs just relying on fans and natural water evaporation. Unless we add a compressor and evaporator."

"That sounds a bit like a regular air conditioner?" Ron asked uncertainly.

"It's similar, but also quite different. The compressor keeps the refrigeration cycle going, and the evaporator cools the water in the tank."

"Okay, stop!" Ron rubbed his head with a headache. These technical people couldn't stop talking once they started.

He doesn't understand, so why explain it in such detail?

Dong, a cup of iced coffee was placed in front of me.

Ron looked up and Lazhu smiled brightly.

Ron took a sip of iced coffee and felt instantly refreshed.

"My only two concerns are: How much will this cost? And when will it be done?"

"The cost of the luxury model will go up to at least 5000 rupees. I can't handle the technology unless my professor steps in."

"What!" Ron nearly spat out his coffee. So, you're just asking questions, but you can't solve them yourself.

Then let you be the boss?

"Boss, after adding these parts, the difficulty of redesigning it is not much different from that of an ordinary air conditioner," Ashish said a little aggrieved.

"Then tell me, how do you solve this problem? Should you ask your university professor?"

"He is a Mumin."

Damn, Ron was so angry that he wanted to hit someone. Who didn't know that the Shiv Sena recently publicly called for the protection of him, Ron Sur?

Those Mumin people hate the Shiv Sena to the core, will they be kind enough to help me?
A pair of soft hands rested on Ron's shoulders and began to knead them gently.

Hiss~Lazhu’s massage skills are so comfortable.

"Boss, my professor will definitely help you." Ashish came closer with a smile on his face.

"How do you know?" Ron hummed comfortably.

"I asked the professor, and he's willing to help you come up with a design."

"Hmm?" Ron opened his eyes. "What do you mean?"

"He said Dr. Sur was a good man, and that Mumin would avenge his enemies and repay his kindness."

Ron paused. Why did this sound so chilling? Never mind. As long as the problem was solved, that was enough.

However, he was somewhat impressed by Ashish, as he showed quite a bit of initiative.

The previous salary increase was not in vain, Ashish is indeed a qualified cow and horse.

"Thank your professor for me and for you. I'll visit him next time if the opportunity arises."

"No problem, he will understand. After all, it's not safe now." Ashish only dared to visit his professor at night.

Otherwise, what would a Hindu want to do by sneaking into a Muslim’s house during the day?
"What about the cost? Is 5000 rupees too high?" Ron was a little confused.

"A water-cooled air conditioner with a compressor and evaporator is no less functional than a regular air conditioner. It's even healthier. Just like you said, it doesn't give you a headache and it's good for your skin."

"So it can be marketed as a truly high-end air conditioner to wealthy families who value quality of life?"

"With a compressor, we don't have to worry about having a larger room. We can even connect the entire house to the water air conditioning system." Ashish has even greater technological ambitions.

"Take it one step at a time and solve the problem at hand first." Ron was much calmer.

The cost of 5000 rupees was already beyond his expectations. If he wanted to make a profit, the water conditioner would have to be sold for at least 15000 rupees.

This price is too high, almost the same as the price of ordinary air conditioners. So why would anyone buy a water-cooled air conditioner that they have never heard of?

Apart from the truly wealthy who want to try it out, it’s unlikely that there will be other customers.

As for designing a water-conditioning system for the entire house, to be honest, Ron had no idea at the moment.

The reason why Sur Electric's water air conditioners are selling so well now is because they are cheap.

A thorough understanding of the current market is enough for Ron to grow and develop. Water-cooled air conditioners with compressors can also be developed to enhance the brand image.

In fact, if possible, Ron would like Sur Electric to directly produce ordinary air conditioners in the future.

Don't bother with fancy water-cooling air conditioners; they have limited market acceptance. Using a low-price strategy and taking a different approach is fine, but the high-end route must return to normal market choices.

Ashish then mentioned a few more issues reported by customers, but most of them were minor problems such as noise and installation, which he could improve himself.

To be honest, I find it quite surprising that Ashish attaches so much importance to user feedback to Ron.

This is India. As long as the items don't fall apart when they're sold, there's no need to be so particular.

Tata cars make a "Tata" sound when they drive. Has anyone complained? No, Indians are used to this kind of manufacturing quality.

It would be abnormal if there were no problems with the things you bought.

After sending Ashish away, Ron called in Anis, who was in charge of all these matters since Soul Electric had already implemented a two-shift operation.

Since he had this production manager, Ron has been much more relaxed. Now he has nothing to do except receiving some dealers.

If he could recruit two more qualified salespeople, Ron could just become a hands-off manager.

There was nothing wrong with Anis; he simply suggested that Ron expand the workshop as soon as possible. The backlog of production tasks at Suer Electric was overwhelming him.

Ron had promised him that the equipment from Europe would arrive in Hong Kong in a week. By then, adding two more production lines would greatly reduce Anis's pressure.

Make money quickly, spend it quickly.

"What a happy trouble." Ron stretched.

Well, Lazhu's slender fingers kneaded his temple at the right time.

Ron relaxed.

Comfortable ~ This is the life a master should have.

"Ron! You didn't even tell me you had built such a big factory!"

Luca rushed in, saw the erotic scene in the office, and then retreated with a lewd look on his face.

"Okay, just say whatever you want to say." Ron gestured to Lazhu to make two cups of coffee.

"Man, you're so damn happy!"

Ron glared at him, and the latter immediately changed his words.

"Medicines. It's been a week. There should be some news from Pant, right?"

(End of this chapter)