I am a master in India

Chapter 133 He is too kind

Aggie was stunned. He never expected to hear Ron's name from the suspect's mouth.

"These medicines were specifically requested by Khad Khan. We are only responsible for delivering them. How they are shipped out to sea is not our business."

Once a person opens their mouth, their psychological defenses slowly crumble. Without Ajie's interrogation, the skinny guy blurted out a lot of words.

"Why haven't I heard of this pharmaceutical factory?" Aijie suppressed the surprise in his heart and continued to ask.

"It's a new pharmaceutical factory. We have an agreement with Khad Khan."

"What agreement?" He picked up the whip and was ready to strike at any time.

"New pharmaceutical companies don't have the money to conduct clinical trials for their generic drugs, so they can't get the qualifications. But Khadhan doesn't care about that. He buys our products at a low price and then exports them overseas. People from other countries will test the drugs for us."

Ai Jie's expression was serious. "So, your medicine is given to people without any tests or inspections?"

"Sir, many pharmaceutical factories in India are like this." The thin man hurriedly explained. In his opinion, this was not a big deal at all.

"Does Dr. Sur know about this?" Aij narrowed his eyes.

"He doesn't know. Khad Khan is hiding it from him."

"Hmm?" Aijie frowned.

"Had Khan also wanted to find someone to test the medicine, and he seemed to want to send it to other places. But he was unsure if it would work, so he had to send it to sea through Doctor Sur first.

If it's a medicine approved by Dr. Soul, then there's definitely no problem. But he's too kind, so we have to keep it secret from him."

Ai Jie was a little amused. Didn't these people know that Ron's medical license was a replacement? It was more like a badge of honor than a cure.

But he was also relieved, at least Ron was not deeply involved in this matter.

Even though he thought so, Aijie still whipped the thin man viciously, "Do you think Hadehan is a fool? How could Dr. Sur know so many kinds of medicine?"

"Sir, that's what the newspapers say, and everyone thinks he's the reincarnation of the sun god," the thin man complained. "Or maybe Khad Khan needs him urgently and can't wait."

The fat man on the ground suddenly started struggling again, shouting something, but because he was too thirsty, he couldn't hear clearly.

The thin man was a little frightened, and Aijie immediately waved his hand. Everyone rushed over and punched and kicked the fat man until he was completely obedient.

But the real interrogation has not yet begun, these are just child's play.

Aijie picked up the water glass and, under the eager gazes of the two suspects, tilted the glass little by little, allowing the water to slowly drain out.

"You are not honest, so you need some punishment." He handed the empty cup to the fat policeman beside him.

The latter immediately showed a lewd smile and unbuckled his belt in front of the two suspects.

The cup was quickly filled up, still steaming.

The fat man and the thin man kept backing away in fear, but they had no choice. The fat policeman came to the fat suspect with a cup in his hand.

"Boy, I just told you, you're done."

The fat policeman stuffed the cup to the fat suspect's mouth. The latter struggled desperately, but the moment his lips touched the liquid.

His body began to tremble, and then his mouth opened uncontrollably and he swallowed in big gulps.

He was so thirsty, and just like Aggie said, when people are extremely thirsty, they can do anything.

The thin man next to him had disbelief, fear, and a hint of desire in his eyes, and he couldn't help swallowing.

"Cough cough." The fat man, who had a stomach full of yellow soup, lay on the ground and retched.

After the physical hunger and thirst were relieved, a huge feeling of nausea came flooding back.

Ding, Aijie took out another cup filled with water.

"Okay, let's talk about explosives this time." He glanced at the two people on the ground. "Who's going to speak first?"

"Me! Sir, me!" The thin man rolled and crawled to Ajie's feet.

The fat man wanted to go too, but he vomited all over the floor and was exhausted.

"Have you finished filming your commercial?"

“Yes, it will be broadcast on All India Television soon.”

"I heard that it's a Nepalese actress who's starring in this role, and she's from the same hometown as you?" Mary picked up the knife and cut the sausage hard.

Ding, Ron's sphincter tightened.

"What's wrong?" Mary picked up the sausage and brought it to his mouth.

"Nothing, thank you, dear." Ron looked at her lovingly.

Phew, Lena couldn't hold it in any longer and burst out laughing.

"Don't frighten him, Mary. At least he got mad at us last night, just like he always does. That's good, isn't it?"

"He's getting better and better at deceiving women, and it always works. The more women there are, the less we get." Mary rolled her eyes at him.

"That's right," Lena licked her lips, "He was a little strange last night."

Snap, Mary slapped Lena.

"Okay, ladies, don't forget today's business." Ron quickly changed the subject. "Chandra and the others are still waiting for us."

"That's right," Mary wiped her mouth gracefully, "Today is an important day."

Chandra intends to further strengthen his cooperation with Mary and others. This is very important to both of them and is their first step into Bollywood.

The meeting place agreed by both parties was the Oberoi Hotel, one of the best five-star hotels in South Mumbai.

It hasn't been featured on postcards like the Taj Mahal, but its location and surrounding scenery are equally outstanding.

The hotel stands at the golden sickle-shaped handle of the Croisette, just five minutes from Porte de l'Eglise train station and the Fountain of Flora.

The Arabian Sea is just outside the window, the atmosphere in the room is relaxing, and the private space is cleverly created, making it a unique experience.

When Ron and his friends arrived at the private room, their partner Mina was already waiting at the door to greet them. Chandra, Joseph and two other young girls were there.

"I hope we're not late." Ron took the initiative to shake hands with them one by one. "I think we're all early." Chandra joked, his low voice carrying throughout the room.

The girls, one named Lita and the other named Geeta, were laughing wildly. They were both newly debuted actresses who were eager to move up the career ladder and were having lunch together today.

Their words were exaggerated and corny, and their eyes were wide open and their expressions were full of interest, which was almost like panic.

Ron sat between Mary and Lena. They were both wearing sweaters, jackets, and skirts, looking casual and comfortable.

Geeta on the opposite side kept looking around. She was wearing a silver elastic top and white jeans, which were very close-fitting and showed off her curves.

She was very pretty, about twenty years old, with her long hair tied in a high ponytail. She was holding the corner of the tablecloth with both hands, folding and unfolding it repeatedly, looking very uneasy.

Rita has a cute short haircut that matches her petite face and slightly heroic features.

She was wearing a yellow short top with a very low neckline, which made people afraid to look directly at her. She was also wearing tight jeans.

The girls were dressed in very different styles. Mary and the others were casual and relaxed, while Gita and Rita were fawning, trying their best to show off their curves and tenderness.

Ron suddenly understood why Manisha was flattering him. The entertainment industry was indeed cruel to girls, but they were still willing to risk their lives for it.

"Oh, I'm starving," Mary said happily.

Her voice was light and confident, but under the table she was squeezing Ron's hand so hard her nails were digging into his flesh.

Ron understood and immediately picked out some nice words to make Chandra and the others laugh.

Mary wanted to get a formal contract from Chandra, which would make their informal casting work more secure.

Written in black and white was not only the contract, but also the future she wanted.

With this piece of paper, she could easily set up a company and then be accepted by Bollywood.

Perhaps they will be able to participate in the production of a movie soon, which is what they have always dreamed of.

In fact, it doesn't need to be that troublesome, Ron can handle everything. It's just that they accept his kindness, but don't want to rely on him completely.

It's really hard to guess what women are thinking. Not just them, but also Kavya, Hela, Vanessa... they all have different ideas.

"Let's eat!" Lena set the tone at the right time.

"How about I take your orders?" Chandra suggested.

"Since you want to treat me, I have no objection." Joseph was chatting enthusiastically with Rita beside him, and his attention was not on this.

"OK, it's up to you." Ron didn't care. Mary had just fed him sausage before he left.

Chandra waved his hand to call the waiter, and without even asking for the menu, he ordered a few familiar dishes.

The white appetizing mutton soup is made by boiling the mutton, cooking it with peeled almonds and milk.

Then I ordered grilled chicken with red pepper, radish and mango marinade, fruit salad, vegetarian fried buns, Indian yogurt...

Well, Ron finally knew why Chandra's belly was so big.

As he listed the long list of dishes, everyone in the room knew it was going to be a long lunch.

Everyone relaxed and let the conversation wander freely.

In the middle of the conversation, Chandra winked at Ron, and the two of them went to the corridor while going to the bathroom.

"Ron, do you think there's anything wrong?" He handed over a contract.

"Mary should decide this matter."

"Stop talking nonsense. Everyone knows they are yours." Chandra said with an ambiguous expression.

Ron shrugged, clearly not wanting to get involved.

The content of the contract was pretty good. In addition to the fee for extras being increased from 2,000 rupees per person to 3,000, some stage management work was also outsourced to Mary and others, including the right to recommend minor supporting roles.

"Thanks, bro." Ron handed the contract back to him.

"We have a pleasant cooperation, don't we?" Chandra said meaningfully.

They exchanged a lot of dollars from Ron, and the transactions were easy and hassle-free without any accidents.

These Bollywood producers depended on him, and Ron knew it.

Today's contract is also more for his sake.

Otherwise, people outside would rush to do this kind of thing, so why would it be Mary and the others' turn?
"By the way, are there any of the two girls in there that you like? I can arrange it for you." Chandra asked considerately.

"No, I still have to deal with Mary and Lena." Ron waved his hand.

Chandra laughed, Dr. Sur also had his hard times.

The two returned to the room, and Joseph and the others were gossiping about hot events in Bollywood.

"Have you heard about Sanjay Dutt? Oh my God! I can't believe it's true!" Geeta screamed excitedly. "He used to be my idol. I loved everything about him."

"Yes! Yes! I heard he got into trouble." Rita's body trembled exaggeratedly. "Yaar, it's related to the explosion in March!"

"Joseph, tell us quickly. I'm looking forward to the gossip from your place," Mary urged.

Fueled by his burning curiosity, Joseph spoke eloquently about the gossip of Bollywood stars.

Chandra would interject with eye-opening inside information. As lunch progressed, it became clear to anyone with a discerning eye that Joseph favored Rita, and Chandra's eyes would often fall on Geeta.

But the two girls kept looking at Ron, which made him feel a little guilty.

After all, he is Dr. Sur, handsome and famous, so the girls are all curious.

Mary knew that the contract was promising; the atmosphere at the dinner table told the story.

She was very happy and wanted to turn around and say something to Ron when there was a knock on the door.

Kavya and Ajay were standing outside the door.

(End of this chapter)