Reborn as the richest man in India.

Chapter 49 Black Heart Merchant
After watching the butler leave, Pandit sat back on the sofa.

"Thirty thousand packs is enough, that kid doesn't have much funds. Even if there are still funds left, those small merchants are indeed enough for Jogo to completely deplete rupees. Well, I can save a little loss on my side." Pandit Smiling and whispering, a look of everything under control.

Although he paid an extra [-] packs of cost, it was also to show his courage to take the lead.

As the boss, sometimes you have to play by yourself.

Especially when these little brothers don't listen to their own words very much, they have to attack with thunder and forcefully suppress their opponents, so as to convince their little brothers.

Thinking that his [-] packs had exhausted Qiao Ge's funds and caused a huge panic in the market, these younger brothers who had just left would probably come back to make amends to themselves.

Thinking of that scene, Pandit was in a very good mood. He called a servant and opened a bottle of imported red wine.

By the way, Pandit is a Brahmin class.

Generally speaking, high castes are forbidden to drink alcohol and meat, and are basically vegetarians.

But there are exceptions to everything.

Of course, some people proclaimed this in public, but it's hard to say what happened in private.

Especially these rich people are very familiar with the foreign world, especially the status quo in European and American countries, luxury goods, good wine, etc., what does it matter if they enjoy it in private?
Otherwise, what is the purpose of making so much money?
In the previous life, it was not a new thing for Brahmans to eat beef. Of course, these things should not be put on the table, and it was the same thing in private.

Hypocrites, it's more appropriate to say that people do what they say before and others do what they don't.

Of course, most of the upper castes still abide by the ban on alcohol and meat.

In the afternoon, Qiao Ge continued to buy, and seeing more and more merchants wanting to sell, his heart continued to sink.

The situation is not optimistic. If this continues, the funds on my side will not last long. Maybe today is enough, but what about tomorrow?

There must be a way to dissuade these people from selling.

What should we do?

Jogo found that he was powerless, and had to say that Pandit's actions had caused everyone to panic, which could not be soothed with a word or two.

"Should I call Fajia?" Jogo thought to himself.

I'm afraid it won't work, even if Fajia and the others come forward, it probably won't work.

Because everyone has little confidence in the price of cotton now, Pandit and the others are the authority in the cotton industry, and their actions naturally represent the direction of the wind.

And he can be sure that Fajia should be well aware of the situation on his side.

After all, the acquisition of cotton to stabilize the situation is a major issue for Fajia right now, and it is impossible for him not to send someone to watch in the dark.

This is also an important reason why Jogo dared to sign a contract with Pandit's people so decisively. Everyone's actions were almost under Fajia's nose, and even Pandit and the others did not dare to cheat.

"The situation is not good." Gopalan murmured to the side, "If you don't handle it well, there will be trouble."

He still knows how much cotton Jogo has bought in the past two days.

So he didn't think Jhogo had much money left.

If it continues, the cotton market will definitely collapse. At that time, the demonstrations and strikes that have just eased may break out in retaliation, which will be terrible.

"I have 3 packs." When the man sat down, the reported quantity made Jogo wake up from the thought just now.

Not only him, Wal-Mart, Gopalan also stared hard at this guy.

Without Wal-Mart giving him a look, Jogo also knew that the guy in front of him must have been sent by Pandit and the others.

"$50 a pack." Jogo replied immediately.

"What?" The man almost jumped up, "Boss Gupta, even if you bought 5 packs in the morning, it was still $60 a pack, right? How come it's 50 for me, you are too bullying gone?"

If compared with the purchase price of $80 per pack from these small merchants, it is a full $30 lower.

"For large batches, that's the price. It's afternoon now, whether you want to sell it or not, don't delay the friends behind." Qiao Ge said with a gloomy face.

The other party is determined to exhaust their own acquisition funds, and it is really repeated again and again.

But Pandit is not too bad, what is this, is it a refueling tactic?
10, 5, 3 now?

wilted?

Every time less than once, how about the rich man who is richer than Gaohaga?

I really don't have any courage at all. Where is the pattern?
If he had smashed 20 bags from the beginning, he would have almost surrendered directly.

Jogo couldn't help but secretly despised Pandit and the others.

If $40 wasn't really too low and outrageous, he would have said $40.

In fact, the current price of $50 per pack is also very exaggerated.

Now he can't care about exposing the fact that he is short of funds. In fact, everyone can guess that if he can still accept 3 yuan, he might pay tens of thousands later.

But if you don't accept it now, the other people present may explode on the spot. Doesn't it mean that you are short of funds now?
Then we can only lower the purchase price and accept this guy's 3 bags.

If the other party does not agree, that is his business.

The rest of the funds had to be quickly collected from all those present, lest there be a large amount of cotton from Pandit's side, and each small merchant could charge more. When the time comes, it will really explode, and the number of people will always be a few fewer.

This is Jogo's worst plan, almost the result, he can't change anything, the rest can only be found by Faga and the Mumbai government.

"Don't worry, I will still accept yours. The price is 80 dollars per pack." Qiao Ge hurriedly reassured the others.

Gopalan stared at the man who wanted to sell cotton. Since he came to interview cotton-related topics, he naturally did his homework.

So I have some understanding of the price of the cotton industry and so on.

When Qiao Ge offered 60 dollars to buy 5 bales before, it was a bit difficult for him to understand, especially when the other party really sold it.

Now it's 50 dollars, this person probably won't sell it, how much is the loss?
"Okay, I urgently need to get the money back now, so let me lose." The man gritted his teeth and said.

"Are you crazy?" Gopalan couldn't help getting up, jumping in front of the opponent and shouting.

"Who are you?" The visitor was stunned for a moment, but he saw the press card hanging on Gopalan's chest, "Are you a reporter? I want to sell cotton. Don't hinder me from recovering the funds. Boss Gupta, you can sign the contract." Yet?"

Qiao Ge sneered in his heart, didn't this guy even say anything about the inspection?

This is knowing that I will definitely accept it.

Nothing to say, sign the contract immediately, buy 50 packs for $3 each.

After the visitor signed the contract, he turned around and left without giving the surrounding reporters a chance to interview.

Gopalan held down the contract that Jogo had just signed, and said dissatisfiedly: "Mr. Gupta, isn't it too much for you to lower the price like this? Taking advantage of people's danger, you can't be so cruel if you kill someone?"

In Gopalan's view, Qiao Ge's purchase price is too unfair to the seller. Even if the other party is eager to pay back, you can't bully them like this.

Jogo didn't expect Gopalan to say that, but this guy seems to have a sense of justice.

"Mr. Gopalan, you have misunderstood." Wal-Mart explained from the side before Jogo could make a sound, "Do you know who that person was just now?"

"Who is it, does it have something to do with such a low purchase price?" Gopalan snorted coldly.

In his opinion, the other party still wanted to quibble.

Ever since Hedala police station had an encounter with Jogo, he felt that this young man had a pretty good temper, but he didn't expect to see his true face today.

Sure enough, these businessmen, no matter how old they are, are all black-hearted.

A black-hearted businessman who eats people without spitting out their bones.

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