Reborn as the richest man in India

From what happened to Rhodes, we can see that no matter how powerful your martial arts skills are, you may not be able to survive in society if you are from a lower caste.

In the eyes of those rich upper-caste people with serious caste discrimination, the untouchable class is dirty and untouchable, and they will not give you a chance at all.

Therefore, 1,000 rupees should be necessary for the other party. No matter how good the other party is, Qiao Ge will invite him with the greatest sincerity.

More than a dozen letters were sent, and Rhodes didn't know how many people would receive them or come over.

Of course, it is impossible for these dozen people to be selected into the special protection force but rejected due to caste issues. There are only three such people.

The others were some friends from Rhodes's original army, and a few low-caste masters he met when they ran for the election together. Although they failed to win the election, those who participated in the election were enough to prove that they were the cream of the crop.

Not all candidates may be military service members, and some may be elites of the Central Reserve Police Force. As mentioned earlier, India's reserve police are paramilitary forces and are much more powerful than ordinary police.

After these people lost the election, they were a little bit shocked, so they retired one after another.

Wouldn't it be a waste of resources if such masters were allowed to fall to the common people?

Qiao Ge thought that if sending the letter had no effect, he would send people to invite Rhodes one by one according to his address. He would need to set up his own security company. No matter how high the price was, it would still be worth it.

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

The principal told Qiao Ge that county leaders would also attend.

It was almost 11 o'clock when the so-called leaders arrived.

What surprised Qiao Ge was that he actually saw an acquaintance.

Gal next to Jogo's eyes widened, and Rhodes's eyes narrowed slightly. He put his right hand on his waist, and there was a pistol under his clothes.

That's right, they snatched the pistol on the train and didn't give it back until they got off the train.

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

Not only Qiao Ge and others were surprised, but also the boys and girls across from them.

Especially Lupa's face was full of disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost, how could he still meet these untouchables here.

It was Beni, Lupa and the other five people who came here with the so-called leaders.

The staff who came over hurriedly introduced it to everyone.

Originally, Qiao Ge's thoughts were mostly on Beni, but he didn't expect to see her again. Is the world really so small?

I don’t have too many thoughts. I always feel good when I see a beautiful girl.

"Modi?" When Qiaogo suddenly heard the staff introducing someone, he couldn't help being startled and looked over hurriedly.

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

"This?" Qiao Ge was dumbfounded. Isn't this true?

Young old immortal?

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

The appearance was very different from that in his previous life, so Qiao Ge didn't notice it or recognize it just now.

Of course, the reason why he was mainly focused on Penny just now was that he almost ignored everyone else.

Now if you look carefully, you can still see the shadow of the old immortal in his previous life. It is unmistakable. It is really the old immortal himself.

Because the staff has already introduced him, the current Lao Xian is a small leader of the PPP in Gujarat.

According to the historical process, in 1988, he would be appointed as the Secretary-General of the Gujarat State of the People's Party, officially entering the mainstream political circle.

Although he is still a small leader, his status is still 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 win the support of the lower class people, and it will certainly not be absent from various activities that are conducive to voting.

Then, Qiao Ge also knew who the other people were. In addition to several leaders in the county, there was an old man in his sixties who turned out to be Prado Singh, the dean of the School of Political Science at the University of Delhi.

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

Qiao Ge finally understood that this Singh was the relative that Beni came to Ahmedabad to find.

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

"Jogo Gupta?" Lao Xian looked at Jogo. He suddenly remembered the news in the newspaper a few days ago, "Are you from Bombay?"

"Yes."

"Bombay?" Prado Singh seemed to react after hearing this, "伱~~Are you the boy who pays actual taxes?"

Qiao Ge shook his head a little embarrassedly, which was considered an admission.

Penny and others looked at this scene with some surprise.

"No wonder I thought he looked familiar before. He was in the newspaper." A young man next to Penny muttered.

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

Beni's eyes looked at Qiao Ge curiously.

"That's a fool," Lupa whispered.

"Lupa, what did you say?" The girl next to Penny couldn't hear clearly for a while and couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"He's just a nouveau riche. He's lucky enough to make some money but he doesn't know who he is anymore. He still pays actual taxes. Why are people stupid and rich? That's why nouveau riche are so brainless." Rupa said.

Knowing Qiaogo's identity, of course they knew some of Qiaogo's past. After all, there were some introductions to Qiaogo's experience in the newspapers.

For example, his father had just gone bankrupt, and he turned things around in just one month and suddenly became the youngest multi-millionaire in Mumbai.

To be honest, politicians may pay more attention to things like paying actual taxes. Most people still like to see Qiaogo's experience. The fact that a 16-year-old boy can do this is a legend and even more eye-catching.

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

"Isn't it just a donation of 100,000 rupees? What's there to show off?" Rupa said again.

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

This kid is dissatisfied with himself, and Qiao Ge certainly knows it.

"This classmate, I heard from the principal that the school still lacks a lot of facilities. Why don't you donate a little and make some contributions to the students here?" Qiao Ge came over and stared at Lupa with a smile and said loudly.

Lupa's face turned dark instantly. Who wants to donate money?

"Qiao Ge's suggestion is very good, why don't we all donate a little." The old immortal laughed after hearing this, "I will donate 10,000 rupees."

As soon as this was said, the others naturally found it hard to refuse and reported their donation amount one after another.

It was difficult for Rupa and the others not to donate. After some discussion, they finally decided to donate 3,000 rupees each.

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

Jogo smiled, knowing that Lupa had misunderstood him.

He thought he felt he had donated less.

In fact, Qiao Ge had to lament the luxury of these rich children of high castes. 3,000 rupees, it takes more than half a year for ordinary people to earn this amount, but for them it is just a month's pocket money.

Of course, donating 3,000 rupees is enough. After all, we are all teenagers. Without looking at the old immortal, the most they can donate is about 10,000 rupees.

So Jogo donated 2,000 rupees.

When Qiaogo reported the amount, Lupa's eyes changed. His eyes were full of disdain. This boy actually had less money than him. He was really stingy.

He was so upright just now, but he didn't expect that the stingy bad nature of the nouveau riche would be exposed at the last moment.

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

"You're an interesting young man." Lao Xian kept paying attention here. After hearing the amount of Qiao Ge's donation, he couldn't help but walked over and laughed.