I am a master in India

Chapter 52: Astonishing Numbers
Singer originally selected four locations for Ron, most of which were located in the commercial area of ​​the terminal.

After studying the layout of the airport, Ron decisively chose a store close to the security checkpoint.

This is the only way for airport tourists to enter and exit the airport, and it has the largest flow of people.

The layout of Mumbai Airport is somewhat different from that of China. The arrival hall and the departure hall are shared. People boarding and disembarking are in the same area, and there is a mess of passengers everywhere.

This is good news for Ron. No one in business is afraid of crowds.

After deciding on the store, he immediately contacted the construction company he had worked with before. He just wanted to repeat the same decoration style.

Unfortunately, Mumbai Airport had very strict review procedures for the renovation plan and did not allow major changes. Ron could only do his best to align the design with the reception desk at Victoria Station.

At this time, this area has been cordoned off, and workers inside are busy with their work, but there is still a simple desk and a notice board at the door.

As for the mobile reception desk, he had set it up at the train station before.

Ron never misses a business opportunity, and tourists flying into Mumbai also read Lonely Planet.

Look, there are already four or five people gathered in front of that desk that couldn't be simpler. This is the best proof.

“Anand, how is it here?”

"Excellent! Ron, this is my first time at Mumbai Airport."

Anand turned around and saw it was him, he smiled happily. The train station was already back on track, Ron had specially transferred him here.

Anand is experienced and has no problem communicating in English, so Ron trusts him.

"When you were a tour guide, didn't you do business at the airport?"

"No, they won't let us in. There are too many people outside, so business is better at the train station."

Just like some luxury hotels, the airport does not allow ordinary people to enter. Unless you have a plane ticket or look very rich.

Dalits like Anand are absolutely not allowed to come into contact with this place, but with Ron's company work card, he changed his identity in an instant.

"I'm an airport employee now, you know, no one dares to stop me." He proudly showed his work card on his chest, which had been registered with the airport administrative office.

On his first day at work, Anand wore it around the airport until every security guard knew his round face.

"Keep an eye on the project here. A tour group will be coming next month."

"Tour group?" Anand was shocked.

"Yes, about twenty people, all from England. You know, they..."

"I understand! They are all fat sheep. The British pound is valuable, even more valuable than the US dollar!"

"That's not wrong, but they are Smith's students, so we have to take care of them a little bit."

"Smith? That biased old man who only likes you and not me? He is our first fat sheep." Anand shook his neck habitually.

"Yes, that's right. Anyway, he introduced us to another business."

“This old man actually has a good heart,” Anand commented.

"Yes, this is our first time doing group business, we must not mess it up."

“It’s guaranteed!” Anand assured. “It’s absolutely fine.”

"We will be working together soon to study their schedule and finalize it by at least the end of the month."

"Okay! There's an opportunity right here."

"What chance?" Ron asked.

“Come to the ghetto, just come.”

"Wait, why?" "Just come, the people there are very nice, really." Anand's face was full of happy smile.

Ron knew that the Indians had fallen into their old habit again. This ambiguous answer was simply maddening.

"Hey man, I'm dating two girls right now, unless you tell me something."

"Two girls?" Anand's eyes lit up. "Those two foreign girls?"

Ron nodded.

"Have you ever done this?" He pretended to hold the woman with both hands and thrust his hips hard, a curious smile on his face all the time.

"Come on, man! This is the airport, don't do this!" Ron was so angry that he wanted to slap him twice, then quickly looked around, afraid that someone would notice him.

"Okay, Ron," Anand sighed, slowing down his rhythmic thrusts until he stopped completely. "But I still want to say that you must have sex with them. It will be a great pleasure for you."

"My God, you already have nine kids, don't you get tired of it?"

"How can you get bored with something like this?" Anand looked at him strangely. "Indians never get bored. Ron, you've changed. You don't look like a real Indian anymore."

"Okay, you still haven't told me what the purpose of going to the slums is." Ron stopped in time.

"Remember the celebration I told you about last time? The makeshift school in the slum. Now that the rainy season is over, everyone feels it's time."

"Oh, I remember now, so."

"Yes, we will have a wonderful lunch soon! Vinod, Sanjay, me, and you Ron, we will discuss the tour together."

"Okay, I'll go." Ron agreed.

"You won't be disappointed, Ron!" Anand shouted excitedly. "Everyone will welcome you, I promise."

"Okay, I've already agreed. Just be quiet, this is the airport."

"It's okay, they like me this way. Foreigners are actually very easy to talk to."

After giving Anand some words of advice, Ron stopped by the aviation office.

Harry from the customs and Singh from the office were both there. This was the network of contacts he had worked so hard to build, so of course he had to maintain it.

The most important thing is that Ron now has the confidence to meet with them. After nearly two months of depression, the Mumbai Tourism Information Company has once again welcomed a large number of tourists.

More people than ever before, thanks to Anna and her friends' Lonely Planet. And more people means more dollars for Ron.

Before July, Ron kept almost no foreign currency. He converted it all into rupees, about 7 million.

Due to the rainy season in August and September, revenue was halved, and the combined profit for the two months was only about 8.

Khad Khan also knew that tourism in Mumbai was not doing well during the rainy season, so for a long time, Neil did not go to Ron to collect money.

He had saved a large sum, part of which was exchanged by Harry and Singh last time.

After that transaction, Ron realized that the US dollars in his hands were very useful. Not only could they be sold on the black market, but they could also be used to do favors.

But he couldn't stop his business with Khad Khan, as that would cause trouble. Fortunately, the number of tourists in Mumbai has increased significantly, and he can collect more US dollars than before.

This means that he can do Khadhan's business while continuing to manage his own network.

However, just after he confidently expressed his ability to provide a steady supply of US dollars, Harry scared him as soon as he opened his mouth.

“How many dollars do you need to turn over?”

"10!" Harry looked at him expectantly.

(End of this chapter)