Reborn as the richest man in India.

Chapter 56 Worth a Million Dollars

Hearing what the driver said, Jogo was silent.

Although the driver's words were messed up and made up, it also made him understand that these people were going for Pandit and others.

Maybe these demonstrators were secretly organized by Faga, and the disaster was brought to the east.

As for the fact that the driver said that the port workers had no jobs, it was Pandit and the others who did the trick, and it was Fajia who really blamed them.

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

Jogo couldn't help but mourn for Pandit and the others for 3 minutes. This time they were probably devastated, and Faga had the upper hand.

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

"Probably about the same?" Jogo thought to himself.

When I was chatting with Fajia just now, the news revealed from his mouth that the canal will return to normal in a few days, and the other party should have news from high-level officials, and it is not wrong.

Jogo didn't think about it anymore, these people, these things have nothing to do with him, what he cares about now is Sen'ao's more than 40 tons of hair, which is a lot of money, oh, rupees.

It's a pity that when Qiao Ge called, the people in Senao's family didn't know, because Senao also didn't contact the family.

This made Qiao Ge feel a little uneasy. Could it be that something really happened on the road?
Just when Jogo was feeling a little flustered, the phone rang.

"Jogo." 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 for the past few days, so I'm so worried." Qiao Ge said in surprise.

"I just arrived at the factory, Jogo, and the hair has been shipped back. It's more than 40 tons. I don't know the details. It should be one or two tons more. For the temple, it will be calculated as 40 tons." Senao Fu Da excitedly said, "When will you come over and take a look?"

However, Qiao Ge could still hear the exhaustion from his words. It took more than 2000 kilometers to travel back and forth. With the current road conditions, Senao was really exhausted.

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

Hu Lin and the others are leaving tomorrow, and they have to sort out these things today, and clean up as soon as it is time to clean up.

Lahudi, Gao Misha and Gal’s purchased hair had already been gathered in Senao’s factory warehouse, where the women hired by Uncle Seth were there to arrange their hair, and at the same time, the purchase amount of several people was counted separately.

There is a daily quantity, and Jogo has to go to confirm it in the end.

Qiao Ge asked Ketu to wait at the door of Zhao Rui's hotel before going to Senao's factory, and he would lead Zhao Rui and the others when the hair here was finished.

"Uncle Fuda, go back and rest quickly." Arriving at Senao Fuda's factory, Jogo couldn't help being startled when he saw him.

The dark circles under the eyes are like pandas, the eyes are bloodshot, and the face is haggard.

But Senao still seemed a little excited: "I can still hold it~~"

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

In the end, Senao was carried away and forced to rest.

Seeing that Senao was snoring loudly within a few seconds after lying down, Jogo was speechless for a while.

Senao 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 will definitely not sleep well.

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

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

Gal and Jajam combined 19 tons.

Pull suddenly 16 tons.

Gaomisha 14 tons.

Adding in the 30 tons of hair I originally purchased from temples in downtown Mumbai, the total is 120 tons.

According to Huang Delou's division according to hair length, it is divided into five grades.

However, Qiao Ge and the others received none of the hair below 20 centimeters.

So there are only four levels here:
The first level is 20-50 centimeters, 2 US dollars per kilogram, accounting for 1% of the total hair volume, 12 tons, worth 2.4 US dollars.

The second level is 50-80 centimeters, 5 US dollars per kilogram, accounting for 3% of the total hair volume, 36 tons, worth 18 US dollars.

The third level is 80-100 centimeters, 10 US dollars per kilogram, accounting for 5% of the total hair volume, 60 tons, worth 60 US dollars.

The fourth grade is over 100 centimeters, 8 US dollars per kilogram, accounting for 1% of the total hair volume, 12 tons, worth 9.6 US dollars.

So the total price is $90.

However, among these hairs, the proportion of smooth hair of each grade is about 10.8%. If the price of smooth hair is plus [-]%, the total price will have to add [-] US dollars.

In other words, the total value of this batch of hair is 100.8 million US dollars, which is equivalent to 1270.08 million rupees.

Everyone was stunned, and Jogo was also shocked. He didn't expect the profit of hair to be so high.

You must know that the 87 bales of cotton he sold to Zhao Rui and the others earned a total of 1104.9 US dollars, equivalent to [-] million rupees.

However, Qiao Ge calmed down quickly. The reason why he can earn so much hair all of a sudden is because many temples have accumulated the amount for a month or two, and there will be no such good things in the future.

The profit of hair is high but the upper limit is limited. After all, the annual amount is only so small, which cannot be compared with bulk commodities such as cotton.

"Jogo." Senao walked quickly towards this side.

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

"No need, I came back to life after sleeping for a few hours, it feels very good." Senao laughed.

Jogo saw that Sen'o's face was much better, and he was not so haggard, but he didn't insist on anything.

"Why don't you see Lahudi and Gao Misha, why don't they come over?" Senao looked around, but didn't find them.

It's the last day of hair grooming, and logically the two of them should be there, why didn't they see anyone?
"The two uncles are helping me keep an eye on the cotton storage at the warehouse." Jogo laughed.

In fact, Gal and Jajam also took dozens of trusted men to stare over there today.

Of course, their people were guarding the outside of the factory, while the people Ke Tu recruited were in charge of guarding the inside.

This can be regarded as two layers of guards inside and outside, and I believe it will be much safer.

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

"You harvested cotton so quickly?" Senao asked in surprise.

Although he knew that the warehouse Jogo mentioned was the factory he bought from Gu Dali, and Jogo said at the time that it might be used to store cotton, but he didn't expect Jogo to take action so soon.

After all, the final payment from the Chinese side has not been paid, and Qiao Ge only has the deposit money now. After buying the land, there should not be much left.

So in Senao's mind, Jogo shouldn't harvest too much cotton, so why did Lahudi and Gao Misha go to help?

He was a little confused.

"Boss, Boss, Mr. Mahesh is looking for you, and he brought a foreigner with him." At this moment, an employee of Senao Factory shouted towards him.

(End of this chapter)