Reborn as the richest man in India

"Mr. Gupta, the difference is 20 US dollars. This is too much. When you bought 100,000 bales yesterday, it was only 5 US dollars less." The visitor looked anxious when he heard Qiao Ge's quotation. road.

Qiaogo’s price reduction is astonishing.

"Yesterday was yesterday, and today is today." Qiao Ge said lightly, "I still say what I said, the price of cotton will rise soon, so everyone should hold on to the cotton in their hands. I am doing it for your own good."

Qiao Ge felt a little guilty if he was too cruel to some small merchants, but there was nothing to be polite about the lackeys of the big business that he sent to his door.

Yesterday I was too soft-hearted when I bought 100,000 bags. I should have robbed them of another $10. I regretted it too late.

You can’t miss it this time.

If they sell it, that's the best, wouldn't their own costs be lower?

It's not too bad if they don't sell, at least they can't make the situation worse.

Deep down in his heart, Qiao Ge still wants to buy this guy's cotton, after all, the quantity is huge.

You may not necessarily use all the funds you have in hand just to acquire small merchants.

Moreover, compared to small merchants, Pandit and his group can unscrupulously lower the price of cotton and make higher profits in the future.

Of course, you can't go too far. If the other party doesn't sell, wouldn't it be your own loss?

You have to keep track of this price.

The words of painstaking advice were mainly spoken to the other people present, but it was a pity that Qiao Ge was disappointed, and the others had no intention of leaving at all.

The visitor struggled for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "60 is just 60, Mr. Gupta, do you need to inspect the goods first?"

"No need, I believe in Mr. Pandit's credibility." Qiaogo said grandly, directly identifying the other party's identity.

The other party didn't seem to care much about his identity being exposed. After all, his identity was automatically leaked yesterday. This was the effect he wanted.

Qiaogo signed a contract with the other party immediately and would place a deposit later in the afternoon.

The people on the side couldn't help but exclaimed, and many reporters immediately gathered around and started interviewing this guy selling cotton.

50,000 bags, although it is not as good as yesterday’s 100,000, it is still a big order.

The visitor got rid of the entanglement of reporters and fled in a hurry.

Jogo knew he would have to rush back to report the situation to their master.

I ate 50,000 bales without any pressure and continued to buy cotton.

When Pandit and others got the news, many people were dumbfounded.

"How is that possible? How does that kid have so much money?"

"I made a rough estimate, and that guy spent almost 170 million rupees."

"It's much more than we expected before. Could it be that Gao Ha and the others lent 200 million to that kid?"

"It's very possible. How could those guys in Gaoha be so crazy? Just lend 200 million to a 16-year-old boy?"

No wonder they underestimated Qiaogo, they never expected the loan amount.

After all, 100 million is quite unexpected, let alone double 200 million.

"It's not too late to know now." Pandit said solemnly, "That guy's funds are almost at the bottom. If we give him another blow, he will almost be exposed. In this way, we can collect another 50,000 bags and go there in the afternoon. Let that kid’s funds completely bottom out.”

But after his words came out, everyone present fell silent and no one responded.

"What? You don't agree?" Pandit frowned slightly.

"Mr. Pandit." Someone hesitated for a moment and then said, "I think that's about it. Even if we don't take action, that guy will run out of funds soon. We don't need to continue to do loss-making business. It's already 60 US dollars per pack, if it goes down, that guy will have to keep lowering the price. 150,000 packs are out, is that okay?"

Others shook their heads in agreement. Even if the losses were shared among everyone, consider that the amount thrown out accounted for almost one-fifth of their total cotton. Especially at this price, it was too low. They didn't feel bad about it. impossible.

"Now the atmosphere of panic has spread. There will definitely be more merchants looking for Qiao Ge in the afternoon. Without us taking action, the kid's funds will naturally be exhausted. The price will fall sharply. We are waiting for the secret acquisition. That's good." Another person said.

"You guys?" Pandit was a little angry, "Why are you so confused? Are you so close? If this lets the kid catch his breath, I don't know what will happen. Isn't it just 50,000 bags? We How much can you lose?”

"Mr. Pandit, if this continues, are you sure that Gauha and the others will not lend Qiao Ge another sum of money?" someone asked.

These words made Pandit's momentum stagnant.

"Do they dare?" Pandit quickly came back to his senses, his eyes wide open, obviously very angry, "Do they really want to fight us to the end?"

"Mr. Pandit, calm down." Someone immediately persuaded him, "They have already lent 200 million. If this doesn't work, they might add another 50,000,000 to 100 million. Should we follow it or not?" "

"Impossible, they don't dare to do this." Pandit stood up, took a deep breath, tried to calm down, and then persuaded, "Everyone, we are just so close, we can't back down. I have 100% chance. I’m so sure, Gao Hagar and the others don’t dare to borrow money from Qiao Ge anymore, so please believe me.”

"Mr. Pandit, I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave now."

One person stood up, and the others began to make excuses to leave.

Pandit was a little dumbfounded, he didn't expect it to turn out like this.

As people kept leaving, there was only one person left here except Pandit.

The man walked up to Pandit and sighed: "I believe in your judgment. I believe that Gaoha and they will not lend money to Qiao Ge again and will not fight with us to the end. But I also feel that There is no need for us to continue to spend money on cotton, as the remaining funds will soon be exhausted by those panicked small merchants. All we need is to wait, there is no need to engage in loss-making transactions."

"Go away. If you don't do it, I will do it myself." Pandit said coldly.

He was very disappointed with this group of people. They were so clueless. They only had 50,000 bales and were so fussy about it?

Losing a little now is not to make more money in the future, right?

There is no long-term perspective at all.

But it must be hard for him to say these words, otherwise it would be bad to make everyone feel resentful.

He needs everyone to join forces so that he can take the initiative in cotton exports.

At the same time, it also has an advantage in facing the government.

For example, now, Fajia has come to beg for help, but he is too lazy to pay attention.

This is the power of everyone joining forces and his confidence.

"you?"

"I'm fine, it's just 50,000 bags, I don't care." Pandit said.

Seeing Pandit being so stubborn, the friend sighed and left.

"Here comes someone." Pandit immediately called his housekeeper, "Go tell them immediately and let them smash another 50,000 bags."

The housekeeper didn't dare to hesitate, he immediately responded, turned around and left.

When he just walked to the door, Pandit stopped him again: "Thirty thousand packs, the bottom line is 40 US dollars per pack~~~ No, 45 US dollars. If that kid dares to open his mouth, it will be lower than this price." ,forget about it."

"Yes, sir."