Reborn as the richest man in India.

Chapter 51 How can there be such a cheap thing in the world
People around shouted angrily, making the few reporters present who were not beaten tremble with fear.

"Don't worry, we reporters are all on the side of justice. How can we let those bad things get what they want?"

"Yes, we will definitely expose the shady scene tomorrow."

These reporters expressed their views one after another. If they did not express their views, the few wailing on the ground would be their role models.

"Then~~that~~Mr. Gupta, can I stop selling my cotton?" A small merchant who signed a contract rushed to Jogo and shouted.

Several other small merchants who had signed the contract and hadn't left yet couldn't help but came over to inquire after seeing this scene.

The price of cotton will not collapse, so they can hold it again, because they have not yet reached the point where they have to sell. They were really frightened by yesterday's news and wanted to sell quickly.

Qiao Ge's heart sank, this is a double-edged sword.

Although the situation can be stabilized by letting everyone understand the truth, the cotton purchased by oneself will have such repeated crises.

If I return it, it will not be so easy to buy it again, and the price will be much higher.

If they don't go back, maybe these people will also classify themselves as Pandit.

That's why he bought it when Pandit and others came to make trouble.

I'm afraid that in such a situation, most of these people will come to ask me to quit. If there are too many people, the public opinion will become [-]%, and it will be impossible if I don't quit.

It is said that there is a contract, but at that time, it cannot be resolved by the contract.

Think about the small amount of cotton that I buy from small merchants now, and I will return it if I return it, but Pandit’s cotton will not be returned at all, unless they pay liquidated damages.

The agreed liquidated damages are probably only a lot more than the profits he will sell in the future. If they are willing to pay, Qiao Ge is of course willing.

However, before Qiaogo could answer, Gopalan rushed in front of these people, grabbed the collar of the first person who spoke, raised his hand and slapped him several times.

"Mr. Gopalan?" The people around were taken aback.

"How shameless you are." Gopalan pointed at a few people and shouted loudly, "I thought the price of cotton was going to drop, so I asked Mr. Gupta to buy it. Now it's all over, and you want to go back and ask for the cotton back? How can there be such a cheap thing in the world? Let you take advantage of all the benefits? Leave the risks to Mr. Gupta? I remember that Mr. Gupta reminded you more than once that the price of cotton will rise back. Didn’t you hear it? Really If you want to return, then pay the liquidated damages according to the contract."

Gopalan's reprimand made these people bow their heads and dare not make a sound.

It was wrong, there is no such reason.

"Yes, what Mr. Gopalan said is that the price Mr. Gupta gave us is much higher than that of the big buyer. This is Mr. Gupta's kindness. How can you do this?" Those who have not yet sold Merchants have spoken out and sided with Gopalan.

They are a little gloating, and at the same time grateful for Jogo's acquisition. This is really for their sake, good man.

Not like those Pandit guys with their bad idea of ​​buying their cotton cheap.

Of course, if they really sold cotton to Jhogo, the mood would probably be completely different.

In short, everyone's position is different.

Those few people didn't dare to talk about the return of the goods anymore, and they also admitted their mistakes.

Jogo couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief, if it wasn't for Gopalan, he would have been in a bit of trouble this time.

This can be regarded as being suppressed by Gopalan with a thunderbolt. As long as the news here spreads, those merchants who sold cotton will probably have no face to come to him to return the goods.

Of course, Qiao Ge didn't want to quit. He had already persuaded him painstakingly, and they still wanted to sell, so they had to bear the consequences themselves.

As Gopalan said, the benefits belong to them, and the risks are borne by themselves. How can there be such a good thing in the world?
Under Gopalan's strength, many reporters left in despair, and some were wondering how to report this matter tomorrow.

After all, it is related to Pandit and other rich people. If I offend them, I am afraid that I will not be able to afford it, and even the newspaper office will be implicated.

But if it is not reported, this Mr. Gopalan?
They feel that they have to go back and report this matter to their superiors. They can't decide on such a big matter, and they are also a little confused about the origin of this Gopalan.

What big news newspaper, these reporters who are engaged in news have never heard of it, where did it come out?
It's just that Gopalan's Brahmin status makes them very jealous.

People soon dispersed.

Qiao Ge couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief: "Mr. Gopalan, thanks to you this time, thank you so much."

"Mr. Gupta is polite, we reporters speak out for justice." Gopalan said solemnly.

"Just call me Jogo." Jogo laughed.

"Okay, then you can call me Brother Nius, I'm older than you." Gopalan laughed.

Wal-Mart watched the two chatting, and was secretly surprised when he heard Gopalan's words.

This Brahmin looks a little unprincipled.

Although Wal-Mart itself doesn't take caste that seriously, it can't do what Gopalan does.

In particular, Gopalan is still a Brahmin, which is really a bit different.

"Then Jogo, I'm here to interview you now. Do you think Pandit and the others should be punished for their bad behavior?" Gopalan asked.

Qiao Ge was speechless for a while, and the interview really started, but Pandit and the others were not punished, so he didn't count.

"I don't know much about the others. I just want to say that the price of cotton will definitely increase." Qiao Ge avoided the question, "Brother Nius, I'm only 16 years old, and I don't understand other things."

Hearing this, Gopalan secretly thought that the boy was slippery, but he didn't press any further.

Qiao Ge is indeed still a teenager, if he really wants to comment on Pandit and the others, this report will not benefit Qiao Ge.

Although he didn't care much about his Brahmin status, this status still brought him countless advantages, and he was well aware of it.

And Jogo is different, he is just a Vaisya, he can say some things by himself, Jogo can't.

"Okay, I'll put your words about the price increase of cotton in tomorrow's newspaper, even though you have said it countless times." Gopalan smiled slightly, "Look, there is really big news, which just fits my bill. Big news paper style. However, I thought it could be made bigger."

"What do you want to do?" Jogo didn't quite understand what Gopalan was thinking.

"Don't worry, I can't turn the world upside down yet." Gopalan replied, "The demonstrations and strikes some time ago were too chaotic, and it should be over completely. After all, Pandit's gang of ghosts have appeared, and they can't Get out without paying anything? I'm going to the city hall now to find the administrator, I believe he will be happy to accept my interview now. So, Djogo, I'll go first."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Qiao Ge to reply, he left in a hurry.

"It's really hot and hot." Qiao Ge can only describe him like this.

Ordinary reporters go to Fajia, but most of them will not get an interview opportunity.

But Jogo thinks that Gopalan is really likely to succeed. His caste status, coupled with the fact that Faga can quickly stabilize small businesses with the help of today's events, is too important.

After the news spread widely, Pandit and the others definitely didn't dare to play tricks in secret anymore, at least not for the time being, otherwise if anything happened in Mumbai, they would be blamed on them.

(End of this chapter)