I am a master in India

Chapter 53 At your age, you have a lot of needs!
$10 million? !

Damn, that's all Ron is worth now.

These Indian officials are too fat. Based on their salaries, they can’t save so much money in ten years.

"Is this money urgently needed?" Ron asked calmly.

"No, it's not urgent, but it would be better if it could be faster... Well, that's it."

Harry and Singh exchanged glances and then stammered a bunch of nonsense.

He tried his best to appear calm, but there was a hint of impatience in his tone.

"$10 is not a small amount. I don't have enough money here, so it may take some time to raise it."

"It's good that it can be exchanged. Uh...how long will it take?"

"I can't say for sure. I'll have to ask Khadhan, a man who specializes in this kind of business."

"Ron, are you talking about Purak Hardhan?" Harry and Singh's faces became very strange, a complex expression mixed with surprise and fear.

"Yes, it's him. Do you know him?" Ron asked.

"No, we don't, absolutely not! Of course, it's your idea where to raise the money, we won't ask. As long as you have US dollars, that's all."

"Okay," Ron raised his eyebrows thoughtfully, "but I need to reconfirm the exchange rate. You know, it's not up to me alone."

"No problem, we understand. By the way, if you work with Khad Khan... uh, I mean, if you have such a channel, will you have an endless supply of US dollars in the future?"

"I'll do my best to help you digest it. Judging from the amount of these transactions, it should be no problem."

"Great!" Harry put his arm around his shoulders affectionately. "That's it. We'll do this from now on."

The two sides did not mention that person's name again in the subsequent conversation, and everyone had reached a tacit understanding.

To Hari and Singh, Purak Hardukhan was a dangerous name. No one wanted to be associated directly with him, least of all Indian officials.

But now with Ron in the middle, they can build a relationship with the notorious gangster from a safe distance.

And with this safe channel, they also have an untapped and almost inexhaustible source of foreign exchange.

Harry and Singh now took Ron more seriously and regarded him as a partner of equal stature.

...

Ron didn't have many US dollars left. The batch he had saved before had been exchanged by Harry and the others, and then Neil also came.

The current $30,000 is contributed by the recent explosive growth in tourists. Mumbai's peak tourist season has arrived.

The city became noisy again, and everyone became busy. Guides were busy soliciting customers, hotel rooms were fully booked, and restaurants were full.

Walking in the market, you can see foreigners wearing sunglasses and holding cameras everywhere.

With this favorable trend, the number of guides under Ron has exceeded fifty and the number is still increasing.

But this still cannot satisfy Harry and his friends' big appetite. One hundred thousand US dollars is definitely a huge fortune in India.

Luo didn't know whether this was Harry and his friends' own money or if other friends had entrusted it to them.

He didn't care. The whole of India was a mess and no one cared enough to consider whether this was reasonable.

He only knew that if he wanted to become rich, and a powerful rich man who didn't have to worry about being slaughtered like a fat sheep, then he had to throw himself into it.

No one is exempt from this chaotic country where black and white are difficult to distinguish.

So Ron now needs to find Hardhan. He needs his dollars to exchange for a wider network of contacts.

"Johnny, have you got a girlfriend recently?"

"Aha, you heard that, didn't you? Parvati is so beautiful!"

"Congratulations, Johnny."

"Ron, you can do it too." Johnny patted his shoulder gently and comforted him, "I know you are very needy at your age. If you really can't find a girl who likes you, then go to a strip bar to vent."

"Uh, thank you Johnny, but I don't need it." "No, it's nothing." Johnny's eyes became more gentle. "Indian men can't live without women. I'm really sorry that you still don't have a girlfriend. I know that life is hard."

"Look, Johnny," Ron had to bring the topic back to where it had gone off track. "I've got plenty of pretty girls around me if I want them. Anyway, is Khaderbhai here?"

"Inside." Johnny tilted his head.

Just as Ron was about to go in, he was called out from behind, "Brother, if you can't hold it in, remember to come find me. I'll introduce you to the sexiest girls. The weather in Mumbai right now is perfect for that."

Ron waved his hand and pretended not to hear. Ever since this guy fell in love with the daughter of a tea shop owner, he has been showing off his love story to everyone he meets.

The strong man Johnny has a girl's heart, which is the joke everyone makes about him now.

Pushing open the door, it was the same office. Hadhan was leaning on the sofa, quietly flipping through a book. When Ron came in, he pointed to the side and continued to scribble on the paper.

"Neil called and said you needed dollars?"

"Yes, I know some people who need it. Like you said before, it might be dirty money under the bed, but it's nothing to us."

“Where are the customers coming from?”

“Customs and airlines.”

Khadhan looked up. "Official?"

"Yes," Ron replied, "I have some business at the airport recently."

"Yes, I heard that." He put the book down and thought carefully.

Ron didn't know to whom Khad Khan had sold the US dollars before, but he guessed that government officials were not uncommon customers.

"How much is left?"

"7. I still have some on my hands."

"Okay," Khad Khan said without hesitation, "I'll call Neil and trade it at the market price (black market)."

"Thank you, Khaderbhai." Things went better than Ron had imagined.

"We don't refuse any trade invitations. By the way, did you mention my name in your conversation with them?"

"About once."

"Did they say anything?" asked Khad Khan.

"Nothing was said, it was like"

"Doesn't exist?" Hadehan gave an appropriate metaphor.

"I think that's about it." Ron didn't deny Harry and the others' attitude.

Since both Harry and Singh knew Hardukhan's name but did not come to him, they must be avoiding something.

"I understand. For future transactions like this, please contact Neil directly. I will greet him."

"Okay," Ron took note.

Unexpectedly, Khad Khan did not say anything and did not even ask Harry and the others' names.

He doesn't care about the transaction amount? Or is he just asking casually?
Ron was still thinking about this matter until he left. In short, although they were deliberately avoiding this matter, they did not rule out transactions with each other.

This vague feeling made Ron realize that he was still too weak and he didn't even have the qualifications to inquire about many inside stories.

Back in the company office in the fort area, he had just sat down on the sandalwood chair when Anand rushed in hurriedly.

"Ron, hurry! Go to Xiangtu!"

"what's up?"

"Hurry! There's a problem. Someone might die. Take your first aid kit."

(End of this chapter)