Reborn as the richest man in India

Qiaogo's words made Kumar and others curse inwardly.

As long as Qiao Ge is willing, let alone tens of millions, even hundreds of millions will be thrown away casually.

They still don't know much about Qiao Ge's funds. The cotton and land payments alone are worth hundreds of millions.

As for the 20 acres of scrap land that Gauhaga later bought from Qiaogo at a high price, they didn't know about it.

How could Gauhaga leak such a thing? Wouldn't he be laughed at?

If you really have to wait until the one-year period is up before repaying the loan, the day lily will be cold, and the water from far away cannot quench the thirst for near.

If Qiaogo can return 30 million to them this time, then to them, the actual value will be at least doubled, or even multiple times.

In their current situation, they are full of people who are adding insult to injury. They may not be able to sell their assets even if they discount the original asset price by half. Those bastards work together to lower the price, which means they may have to give it a 30% discount.

So as long as Qiao Ge can repay 30 million, it is equivalent to them selling assets worth nearly 100 million less.

Thinking of the powerful relationship, they scolded each other in their hearts, but still had smiles on their faces.

There is a contract, and the terms above are clear. Qiao Ge is right to do this, and they cannot force him.

In fact, they also knew that Qiao Ge would not agree so easily. They just wanted to see how much benefit they could make.

"If we make greater concessions in terms of asset sales, I wonder if Boss Gupta can spare some of the funds and pay us back first?" Gower asked with some anticipation.

"I still have to listen to your quotation before I can make a decision." Qiao Ge said with a smile.

Kumar and the other three looked at each other, knowing that their side was not very profitable, and Qiao Ge was afraid that he would not give them any confidence.

So the three of them made a list of the properties they wanted to sell and marked the prices.

Qiao Ge asked Dusser to accept the form, and then told them that he needed to study it and asked them to come back at 11 o'clock tomorrow morning, and he would give them an answer then.

Before the three left, they repeatedly stated that this was the lowest price and hoped that Qiao Ge would consider it.

After the three of them left, Qiao Ge took a look at the prices marked on the assets on the form, snorted coldly, rubbed them and threw them into the trash can.

"Boss, are you not satisfied with the price?" Du Se brought Qiao Ge a cup of tea and asked with a smile when he saw this scene.

"How can you be satisfied?" Qiao Ge thanked him and took the tea cup. "At this time, no matter how low the price is, it is not low. Anyway, I don't think they are sincere at this price."

Du Se smiled slightly, knowing that his little boss was ready to kill those people.

However, this is human nature, and I would have done the same thing. It was delivered to my door, and I had some grievances before. It was already very polite not to refuse directly at this time.

It would be ridiculous for Kumar and the others to think that they could get their wish by paying a small price.

Or do you think your boss is young and easy to fool?

"They are really desperate recently. Maybe only you, boss, can give them some financial support." Dusser said, "But I am worried that if you, boss, make an acquisition, will it cause other people to rebel?" Not happy?"

Qiaogo sat upright, knowing that Dusser was referring to Pandit and the others.

Now that I am acquiring property from Kumar and others, it is equivalent to taking food from Pandit and others.

Because Pandit and the others continue to join forces to suppress, hoping to continue to lower the selling price of Kumar and others.

If he really takes action, will Pandit and the others hold a grudge?

This really needs to be thought about.

No matter what, you have to give Pandit and the others a justifiable reason, but even if it doesn't make sense, so what, if you don't take advantage of it, you would be a fool.

Tomorrow I have to suppress their prices. In short, if the discount is not more than 50% off, I won't even take a look.

"Boss, an applicant came yesterday to apply for a clothing marketing planning position. I think he's very good. When are you free, I'll contact him again. Can you guys meet?" Dusser asked.

"Okay, let's do it tomorrow. Anyway, I have to meet those guys here tomorrow." Qiao Ge smiled, "Is there anything special about the people who make you feel good?"

"Boss, don't say that to me. It's purely because the other person is a master in this field." Dusser replied, "He was originally the marketing manager of Vimal Clothing Company."

"Vim Clothing? A clothing company under the name of Reliance?" Qiao Ge asked in surprise.

"Yes, he was ostracized and resigned a few days ago," Dusser said.

Qiao Ge gave Du Se a strange look.

"Boss, don't be so optimistic. Well, speaking of it, his experience is somewhat similar to mine. Although he was not ostracized by the boss's relatives, he was ostracized by a new boss. Life was difficult, so he stopped working. "Dusser sighed, "However, he is definitely a talent. He is indispensable for Wim Clothing's reputation today. After all, the establishment of the brand is basically his hand."

"Killing the donkey? Or is it just the boss's jealousy?" Qiao Ge thought to himself.

No matter what, he already knew who the other party was. He was indeed a person.

If such a person joins his company, Qiao Ge will certainly welcome him.

It's just that for a person like him, if he really wants to join any company, he will basically be popular, right?

There is no need to come in person to apply for the job. Leaders from other companies should come to invite them.

"Then I don't know. He came here yesterday and said he was applying for a job, but I was shocked." Du Se said, somewhat speechless after hearing Qiao Ge's doubts.

"Wait a minute, I think it would be more appropriate to invite such a person at home, right?" Qiao Ge thought for a while and said.

The other party is definitely a talent, and I have to be more humble. Corporal Li Xian, I can still do this, unlike some old guys who put on airs by relying on their old age.

"It doesn't matter, he said, as long as you are free, just give him a call and he will come here again," Duther said.

Qiao Ge thought for a moment and said, "Okay, then I'll give him a call later and make an appointment at ten o'clock tomorrow morning."

After leaving the company, Qiao Ge thought for a while and went to his parents.

As soon as he entered the courtyard of the villa, he saw his mother watering the flowers and plants with a kettle, and she seemed to be humming a song?

Are you in a good mood?

What is going on, am I blinded, or did I hear wrongly?

Hallucination?

Her mother's mental state has always been bad, and she looks depressed. How can she look like this now? She looks full of energy, and her originally haggard face is almost invisible.

"Let the people below do these things." Qiao Ge hurriedly walked over and took the kettle from her mother's hand.

He was afraid that his mother would have mental problems. If this happened, it would be difficult to treat her.

"This is effortless, and Master Dimri said that we should get closer to these flowers and plants." Mother said as she took back the kettle from Qiaogo.

"Master Dimri?" Qiaogo was stunned for a moment. Where did he come from?

However, Dimri's surname made a figure appear in Qiaogo's mind, Jeet Chamar, the monk pretending to be a Brahmin he met when he returned to his hometown in Gujarat.

Thinking too much, Qiaogo thought secretly.

After all, there are still many Brahmin monks named Dimri.

"Yesterday when my wife and I were walking outside, we heard someone say that the new Master Dimri from the Benjiv Temple is very spiritual. My wife wanted to see it, so this morning I accompanied my wife to listen to the master's lecture... "After Aunt Sesi heard this, she came over and explained to Qiao Ge.

After listening, Qiao Ge finally understood what happened.

Qiao Ge was familiar with the Banjifu Temple. At that time, in order to buy hair, the first temple he went to was Benjifu.

Now he still buys the hair in Benjiv Temple. It can be said that Qiao Ge has a good relationship with the elders there.

"Master Dimri taught the scriptures very well. This time he will teach the scriptures for three days in a row. I have to go there tomorrow," Qiaogo's mother said.

Qiao Ge couldn't help but frown. He was a little obsessed, right?

It is true that the religion in India is too brainwashing, and Qiaogo is afraid that something will happen to his mother.

"I'll go with you tomorrow." Qiao Ge thought for a while and said.

He had to go over and see who Master Dimri was.

There are too many 'masters' and all kinds of liars in the world these days, and he doesn't want his mother to be deceived.

Gupta Sr. has been in a very good mood recently. Knowing that his son's career is getting bigger and bigger, his face as a father will certainly be bright.

When he first moved here, the rich and famous people who lived in the villa area looked down upon him.

Things were different during this period. When Gupta was slowly walking outside for rehabilitation training with the help of his servants, the residents he met greeted him affectionately, and some of them could chat with him for a long time.

Obviously they knew about their son, which made the elder Gupta feel better.

If you are in a good mood, you will naturally recover faster.

The elder Gupta now has a saying he keeps saying: "I can retire."

This is definitely an enviable sentence.

Who doesn’t want to retire early and enjoy life?

Early the next morning, Qiaogo followed his mother and Aunt Sesi to the Benjiv Temple.

It was full of people early in the morning, and it seemed to be more than ten times more than the number of people I had seen before. It seemed that they were all coming for this powerful Master Dimri.

The master's appeal is indeed extraordinary. No wonder he is targeted by those 'masters' with ulterior motives.

At eight o'clock, when Master Dimri's sermon began, the originally noisy temple immediately fell silent.

This had to make Qiao Ge sigh. This is the power of religion. Indian believers are devout to gods and masters.

Everyone's eyes are fixed on a high platform in front of them, which will be the place where the master lectures.

At this time, there was a slight commotion in the crowd. The movement was not very big. The main reason was that everyone was looking in one direction. A group of monks were walking towards this direction.

The one walking in the center whose robes are obviously different from the other monks is Master Dimri.

"The master is here." Qiaogo's mother and Aunt Sesi looked pious and muttered some classic scriptures of Hinduism.

"No, it's really him." After seeing the master's face clearly, Qiao Ge couldn't help but widen his eyes.

It was really the Jeet Chamar whom he met in his hometown. Oh, no, his name is Jeet Dimri now.

Qiao Ge admired his courage. In the past, Jit usually stayed in more remote and backward temples, so the risk of exposure would be smaller.

Unexpectedly, he has come to the metropolis of Mumbai now. Isn't he afraid of being exposed?

Could it be that he thinks there are treasures hidden in any temples here in Mumbai that are worth digging for?

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