Reborn as the richest man in India.

Chapter 81 The Young Old Immortal
It can be seen from Rhodes' experience that even if you are a low caste, no matter how good your martial arts are, you may not be able to enjoy yourself in society.

In the eyes of those high-caste wealthy people with serious caste discrimination, the untouchable class is dirty and untouchable, and they don't give you a chance at all.

Therefore, 1000 rupees should be needed for the other party. No matter how well the other party is doing, Qiao Ge will invite him with the greatest sincerity.

A dozen letters were sent out, and Rhodes didn't know how many people could receive them and come over.

Of course, it is impossible for these dozens of people to be selected for special protection forces but returned due to caste issues. There are only three such people.

The others are some friends of Rhodes' former army, and a few low-caste masters whom he met during the election together. Although they lost the election, all those who participated in the election are enough to prove that they are the elite of a hundred.

Candidates are not necessarily all military service members, and some may be elites of the central reserve police force. As mentioned earlier, India's reserve police are paramilitary armed forces, which are much stronger than ordinary police.

After losing the election, these people were a little bit hit, and they retired one after another.

Wouldn't it be a waste of money for such a master to let them become civilians?

Qiao Ge thought that if the letter was not effective, he would send someone to invite Rhodes one by one according to Rhodes' address. He needed to set up his own security company. No matter how high the price was, it was worth it.

After sending the letter, Jogo went to the school and was warmly welcomed by the school principal, teachers and students.

The principal told Jogo that the county leaders would also be present.

When it was almost 11 o'clock, those so-called leaders came.

To Jogo's surprise, he actually met an acquaintance.

Gal, who was beside Jogo, widened his eyes, and Rhodes narrowed his eyes slightly. He pressed his right hand on his waist, and there was a pistol under his clothes.

That's right, he snatched the pistol on the train and didn't return it to the other party when he got off the train.

Rhodes has a gun license. He didn't have a gun before, but now that he's fine, he can treat it as a gift from the other party, and just add a gun registration later.

Not only Qiao Ge and the others were surprised, but also the boys and girls on the opposite side.

Especially that Lupa was full of disbelief, with a look of hell, how could he still meet these untouchables here.

It's Benny, Lupa and the other five people. They came here with those so-called leaders.

The staff who came over hurriedly introduced it to everyone.

Originally, Qiao Ge's thoughts were mostly on Benny, but he didn't expect to see him again. Is this world really so small?
I don't have too many thoughts. I always feel good when I see a beautiful girl.

"Modi?" When Jogo suddenly heard the staff introduce a person, he couldn't help being startled, and hurriedly looked over.

This surname still left a deep impression on him in his previous life.

"This?" Qiao Ge was dumbfounded, this~~ can't be true, can it?

Young old fairy?

Laoxian was born in 1950 and is now 36 years old, in his prime.

The appearance is very different from that in the previous life, so Qiao Ge didn't notice it for a while, and didn't recognize it.

Of course, there was also a reason why his main thoughts were on that Benny just now, and almost all the others were ignored.

If you look carefully now, you can still see the shadow of the old fairy from the previous life. It is unmistakable, it is really the old fairy himself.

Because the staff has already introduced, the current Laoxian is a small leader of the BJP in Gujarat.

According to the historical process, in 1988, he will be appointed as the secretary-general of the BJP Gujarat, officially entering the mainstream political circle.

Although he is still a small boss now, his status is enough to attend the inauguration ceremony of the primary school in the town.

As the current opposition party, the People's Party has begun to actively seek the support of the lower-level people, and various activities that are beneficial to votes must not be absent.

Then, Jogo also knew who the others were. Except for several leaders in the county, there was an old man in his 60s who was Prado Singh, dean of the School of Political Science at Delhi University.

Since Prado was investigating in the county recently, he happened to be invited by the relevant leaders of the county.

Jogo finally understood that this Singh was the relative that Benny was looking for when she came to Ahmedabad.

The inauguration ceremony of the new school went smoothly, and the leaders of the county expressed their gratitude to Qiao Ge, the son of the donor.

"Jogo Gupta?" The old fairy looked at Jogo, and he suddenly remembered the news in the newspaper a few days ago, "Are you from Mumbai?"

"Yes."

"Mumbai?" Prado Singh seemed to have reacted when he heard this, "You~~ are you the boy who paid taxes?"

Jogo shook his head in embarrassment, which was an admission.

Benny and the others looked at this scene in surprise.

"No wonder I thought he looked a little familiar before, so he was in the newspaper." A teenager beside Benny muttered.

Of course they read the newspaper, but the photo of Jogo in the newspaper was really blurry, so they didn't recognize the real person.

Benny looked at Jogo curiously.

"That's a fool." Lupa whispered.

"Lupa, what are you talking about?" The girl next to Benny couldn't hear clearly for a while, so she couldn't help asking in a low voice.

"You're just a nouveau riche. If you're lucky and earn some money, you don't know who you are, and you still pay taxes according to the actual amount. People are stupid and have a lot of money? It's just the nouveau riche who are so brainless." Lupa said.

Knowing Jogo's identity, they certainly knew some of Jogo's past. After all, there were some introductions to Jogo's experience in the newspaper.

For example, his father had just gone bankrupt, and he turned things around in just one month, becoming the youngest multi-millionaire in Mumbai all of a sudden.

To be honest, politicians may pay more attention to things like paying taxes according to the actual situation. Most people still like to watch Jogo’s experience. It is a legend that a 16-year-old boy can do this, and it is even more eye-catching.

"That's right, no one is willing to pay so much tax." The girl echoed Lupa's words.

"Isn't it just a donation of 10 rupees? There's nothing to show off." Lupa said again.

Since they were not far from Jogo, Lupa's words were still heard by Jogo.

This kid is dissatisfied with himself, of course Jogo knows it.

"Student, I heard from the principal that the school still lacks a lot of facilities. Why don't you donate a little to make a contribution to the students here?" Jogo walked over and stared at Lupa with a smile and said loudly.

Lupa's face darkened in an instant, who wants to donate money?
"Jogo's proposal is very good, why don't we all donate a little." The old fairy laughed when he heard it, "I will donate 1 rupees."

After saying this, others naturally couldn't refuse, and reported their donations one after another.

It was hard for Rupa and the others not to donate. They discussed it and finally decided to donate 3000 rupees each.

Seeing Qiao Ge looking at him, Lupa's face sank: "What kind of eyes are you looking at, I have already taken out a month's pocket money, what else do you want?"

Jogo smiled, he knew that Lupa had misunderstood himself.

He thought he felt that he had donated less.

In fact, Jogo has to lament the luxury of these high-caste rich children, 3000 rupees, which ordinary people can earn in more than half a year, but for them it is only a month's pocket money.

Of course, donating 3000 rupees is enough. How can we say that everyone is a teenager, and they donated at most about 1 rupees without seeing the old fairy.

So Jogo donated 2000 rupees.

After Qiao Ge reported the amount, Lupa's eyes changed, his eyes were full of disdain, this kid was actually less than his side, what a sting.

He was so righteous just now, but he didn't expect to expose the stingy nature of the nouveau riche at the last moment.

"These are noble people from Delhi. I, a poor boy from the country, can't compare to them." Jogo explained with a smile.

"You're an interesting young man." The old fairy had been paying attention to this side, and after hearing the amount of Qiao Ge's donation, he couldn't help but walked over and said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)