Reborn as the richest man in India

Listening to the driver's words, Qiao Ge was speechless.

Although the driver's words were messy and patchwork, he also understood that these people were going for Pandit and others.

Maybe these people protesting were organized by Fajia secretly and diverted the trouble to the east.

As for the driver saying that the port workers had no jobs, it was Pandit and the others who were responsible. It was really Fajia who put the blame on them.

Even the driver said this, but I don’t know how many people in Mumbai would think so.

Qiao Ge couldn't help but observe three minutes of silence for Pandit and the others. This time they were probably exhausted, and Fajia had the upper hand.

However, this incident can only temporarily divert everyone's attention. The final key is the Suez Canal. As long as the Suez Canal does not return to normal, the work on the dock side will not improve.

"It's probably about the same, right?" Qiao Ge thought secretly.

When chatting with Fajia just now, the news revealed from his mouth was that the canal will return to normal in the next few days. The other party should have news from high-level officials, which is correct.

Qiao Ge did not continue to think too much. These people and these things had nothing to do with him. What he cared about now was Sen'ao's more than 40 tons of hair, which was nothing but white money, oh, rupees.

Unfortunately, when Qiao Ge called, Sen'ao's family didn't know, because Sen'ao also hadn't contacted his family.

This made Qiao Ge feel a little uneasy. Could it be that something really happened on the road?

Just when Qiao Ge was a little anxious, the phone rang.

"Qiao Ge." A long-lost and familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Uncle Fuda, where have you been? I haven't heard from you in the past few days. I'm worried to death." Qiao Ge said in surprise.

"I just arrived at the factory. Qiao Ge, all the hair has been shipped back. It must be more than 40 tons. I don't know the details. It should be one or two tons more. For the temple, it is calculated as 40 tons." Sen'ao Fuda said excitedly, "When will you come over and take a look?"

However, Qiao Ge still heard fatigue from his words. It was more than 2,000 kilometers traveling back and forth. With the current road conditions, Senao was really exhausted.

"I was planning to go there. I have to count the hair today and invite the Chinese to inspect the goods." Qiao Ge said.

Hu Lin and the others are leaving tomorrow, and they need to sort out all these things today, and finish things off when they need to.

Lahudi, the hair purchased by Gaomisha and Gal had already been gathered in Sen'ao's factory warehouse. The women hired by Uncle Sesi were arranging the hair there, and at the same time, the amount purchased by several people was separately counted.

The number varies every day, and Qiaogo has to go over to confirm it in the end.

Before going to the Sen'ao factory, Qiao Ge asked Ketu to wait at the door of Zhao Rui's hotel. When the hair here was finished, he would lead the way for Zhao Rui and the others.

"Uncle Fuda, you should go back and rest quickly." Arriving at Sen'ao Fuda's factory, Qiao Ge couldn't help but be shocked when he looked at him.

The dark circles under his eyes looked like those of a panda, his eyes were bloodshot and his face looked haggard.

However, Sen'ao still seemed a little excited: "I can still hold on~~"

Before he finished speaking, his body swayed, and if Qiao Ge and Uncle Sesi hadn't supported him, he would have fallen to the ground.

In the end, Sen'ao was carried away and forced to rest.

Seeing Sen'ao snoring loudly within seconds of lying down, Qiao Ge was speechless.

Sen'ao has been holding on for the past few days. After seeing himself, he felt relieved and couldn't hold on anymore.

The bumps in the road definitely make it hard to sleep.

It was almost ten o'clock in the morning when Qiao Ge came here, and Senda arrived an hour ago. After arriving, Uncle Sesi organized hundreds of women to start arranging their hair.

At around two o'clock in the afternoon, Sen'ao's hair was finally finished, 41 tons.

Gal and Jajem together weighed 19 tons.

Lahudi 16 tons.

14 tons of high-density sand.

In addition to the 30 tons of hair that he originally purchased from a temple in urban Mumbai, the total is 120 tons.

According to Huang Delou's classification based on hair length, it is divided into five levels.

However, the hair received by Qiao Ge and others was not under 20 centimeters.

So here it is only divided into four levels:

The first level is 20-50 cm, priced at US$2 per kilogram, accounting for 10% of all hair, 12 tons, and worth US$24,000.

The second level is 50-80 centimeters, priced at US$5 per kilogram, accounting for 30% of all hair, 36 tons, and worth US$180,000.

The third level is 80-100 centimeters, priced at US$10 per kilogram, accounting for 50% of all hair, 60 tons, and worth US$600,000.

The fourth level is over 100 centimeters, priced at US$8 per kilogram, accounting for 10% of all hair, 12 tons, and worth US$96,000.

So the total price is $900,000.

However, among these hairs, the ratio of hair smoothing of each grade is about 60%. Calculating the price of smoothing hair plus 20%, the total price will have to add 108,000 US dollars.

This means that the total value of this batch of hair is US$1.008 million, equivalent to 12.7008 million rupees.

Everyone was shocked, and Qiao Ge was equally shocked. He did not expect that the profit from hair was so high.

You must know that the 20,000 bales of cotton he sold to Zhao Rui and the others only earned a total of 870,000 US dollars, equivalent to 11.049 million rupees.

However, Qiao Ge calmed down quickly. The reason why he was able to earn so much from his hair all of a sudden was because many temples had accumulated enough money for a month or two. There would be no such good thing in the future.

Hair profits are high but the upper limit is limited. After all, the annual volume is only so much, which cannot be compared with bulk commodities like cotton.

"Qiao Ge." Sen'ao walked quickly towards this side.

"Uncle Fuda, you woke up so soon? Go back and have some rest." Qiao Ge said in a daze.

"No need. After sleeping for a few hours, I came back to life. It feels very good." Sen'ao laughed.

Qiao Ge saw that Sen'ao's face looked much better, not so haggard, but he didn't insist on anything anymore.

"Why don't you see Lahudi and Gaomisha? Can't they come over?" Sen'ao looked around but didn't find them.

It's the last day of getting your hair done. Logically, the two of them should be there. Why didn't they see anyone?

"My two uncles are helping me watch the cotton being put into storage over there." Qiao Ge said with a smile.

In fact, Gal and Jajem also went over there today with dozens of trusted men to keep an eye on it.

Of course, their people were guarding the outside of the factory, while the people they could recruit were responsible for guarding the inside.

This is considered a two-level guard inside and outside, I believe it will be much safer.

In fact, there is another layer, and that is the troops secretly sent by Gohaga and the others.

"You harvested cotton so quickly?" Sen'ao asked in surprise.

Although he knew that the warehouse Qiao Ge was talking about was the factory he bought from Gudali, and Qiao Ge said at that time that it might be used to store cotton, he did not expect Qiao Ge to take action so quickly.

After all, the Chinese have not paid the balance yet, and Qiao Ge only has the deposit money now. After buying the land, there should not be much left.

So in Sen'ao's mind, Qiao Ge shouldn't harvest too much cotton, so why would Lahudi and Gaomisha go to help?

He couldn't figure it out.

"Boss, boss, Mr. Mahesh is looking for you, and he's bringing a foreigner with him." At this time, an employee of the Sen'ao factory shouted in this direction.