Reborn as the richest man in India.

Chapter 43
Just after eating at noon, Jogo saw a policeman pushing in. He recognized the identity of the policeman, who was the inspector who was beside Fred yesterday.

Looking at the bag in his hand, Jogo understood what was going on.

"Mr. Gupta, this is the bag you left at the Hedara Police Station yesterday. Chief Fred asked me to bring it back to you. Please check if there is anything missing in it." The inspector said politely.

Yesterday, he followed the chief to the Hedala Police Station to find someone, and it was this young man he was looking for.

He also read today's newspaper, the young man is now the administrator's favorite, so it's not easy to offend.

Qiao Ge casually opened the bag and glanced inside, then quickly closed it: "Thank you, officer, everything is there, there is nothing missing, and I trouble you to go there yourself, I am really sorry."

"This is what our police should do, Mr. Gupta, if there is anything, you can tell the police outside at any time, then I will leave first." After finishing speaking, the inspector saluted and turned to leave.

"Walk slowly!"

Just now, Qiao Ge didn't look at the money at all. In fact, he didn't need to look at it to know that there was not less than one hundred thousand rupees in it.
Qiao Ge suddenly felt that he was a bit of a fake tiger, well, this feeling is actually not bad.

Regardless of whether Fajia is using him or not, as far as the current situation is concerned, it is very obvious to him to be close to them.

This kind of benefit and cheapness is not taken for nothing, and it is a fool not to take advantage of it.

Qiao Ge and Wal-Mart continued to purchase cotton without taking a break. They purchased efficiently in the morning, and there are still more than a dozen people left.

However, Qiao Ge knew that there would be people coming one after another in the afternoon, so it was better to hurry up.

"Okay, 100 packs..."

"25 packs..."

Suddenly, someone outside shouted: "I have 10 bags here."

"Oh, 10 packs~~10~~How many packs?" Qiao Ge subconsciously thought it was 10 packs. After all, the sales are mainly small merchants. Their funds are limited and the quantity is not large. Most of them are in the range of a dozen to a few hundred Among the packages, there are very few thousands of packages.

The originally noisy voices around disappeared in an instant, and everyone looked at the person who made the noise just now.

This is a man in his 50s. He walked towards Jogo, and everyone automatically made way for him.

With 10 bales of cotton, that is a rich man, and everyone can't help admiring him.

"Do you have 10 bags?" After the man sat down on the chair opposite the table, Jogo still asked with some uncertainty.

With such a quantity, it is not considered a small household, but a large household.

"Yes, Mr. Gupta, what you say in the newspaper counts? How much do you charge?" the visitor asked.

Qiao Ge's heart skipped a beat. He said that. Didn't he just say that to reassure the small merchants?

He never expected that 10 packages would come all at once.

"Of course, as long as I still have the money, I will definitely buy it." Qiao Ge shook his head and said that he still has to admit what he said.

"Mr. Gupta, what about ours? Didn't 10 bales drain your funds all of a sudden?"

The people on the side quit.

They knew a little bit about Jogo. Although he made some money from doing business with the Chinese, it was definitely not enough to buy cotton.

However, 5000 bales have been purchased in the morning, and everyone has seen it, which means that Jogo should have borrowed a lot of rupees from other places.

Now that the cotton industry is rumored that the administrator is supporting Jogo behind his back, it makes sense for Jogo to borrow money.

It's just that they don't know how much the money is.

Thinking about buying tens of thousands of bags is still possible, but the one hundred thousand bags of Qiao Ge must not be able to eat.

Since they came here, they just wanted to sell the cotton in their hands. Many people's capital chains were about to be broken, so they wanted to get back the money quickly to renew their lives and avoid bankruptcy. How could this guy suddenly get involved.

"Sir, in fact, I think the price of cotton will rise back in a short time. If you sell now, you will lose too much." Qiao Ge still tried to persuade him.

This amount is a bit large, and more than half of my funds will be consumed on the first day. If there is still too much amount later, wouldn't it be difficult to buy.

He still wants to help Fajia stabilize the situation. Going on strike like this will only benefit those hiding in the dark, such as those big cotton players.

Although he knew that Fajia was on the side of Gao Haga and the others in this matter, but this was determined by strength, there was no way, who said that he had no capital now?

So you can only show yourself a certain value, then you can still get some support from Fajia.

This is still very important to Jogo. In any case, Faga is now the administrator of Mumbai.

What good would it do me to tear myself apart with him?
Besides, with my own ability, what qualifications do I have to tear myself apart with him?
It is very easy for the other party to kill himself.

You should be counseled, you have to be counseled, some things just pretend not to know.

After all, if it wasn't for Fajia, he wouldn't have gotten so many loans, and he had fulfilled himself indirectly, although their starting point was not like this.

The so-called gentleman's revenge is not too late for ten years, and when he becomes strong, he will consider revenge.

"Maybe it can go back up, but I can't wait for that time." The visitor said with a bitter face, "I believe most of my friends here are like this, Mr. Gupta, can you accept it? I borrowed tens of millions from outside." Rupees, the repayment deadline is coming soon, if I don’t make it, I will go bankrupt, and I will have to jump off a building at that time, you have pity on me!”

As he spoke, tears welled up in his eyes.

Qiao Ge was speechless, is it okay for a big man?
But thinking about what happened to his father, he secretly sighed again.

This guy is similar to his father, he borrowed money to make a lot of money, but in the end, something went wrong.

"Tell me your identity, company name, etc., and I need to verify it." Jogo said, "After all, your volume is too large, so I have to be more cautious."

After finishing speaking, Qiao Ge noticed that Wal-Mart next to him whispered some reminders to himself.

"Wait a minute, I'll go back as soon as I go." Qiao Ge got up and said.

He and Wal-Mart left the office and found an empty place in the office building.

"What? Is there something wrong with that guy?" Jogo asked.

"No problem, I want to say that you can sign the contract directly, just like everyone else." Wal-Mart said lightly.

"Aren't you joking?" Jogo said in surprise, "10 bags, don't even confirm it, what if it's a liar?"

"He's not a liar." Wal-Mart nodded, "I know him, he's from Pandit Foreign Trade Company."

"Pandit? Which one?"

"Vida Pandit, this guy is his confidant." Wal-Mart said his full name.

Jogo couldn't help but took a deep breath: "What do they want to do? How could he come to sell cotton?"

Wyida Pandit is the largest cotton supplier in Mumbai and the head of those big merchants. He is worth several billion rupees, richer than Gohaga.

"Don't think too much, they won't lie to you." Wal-Mart smiled, "So, you can buy with confidence."

Jhogo stared at him silently.

This made Wal-Mart feel a little nervous, so it explained: "They want to exhaust your acquisition funds at once. If they really want to lie to you, they can find a stranger to come over. It is impossible to leave such an obvious handle."

(End of this chapter)