Reborn as the richest man in India

Jogo canceled his trip to West Bengal and was reluctant to move until news of the new port had spread.

Three days have passed since the warehouse was put under martial law, and there hasn't been much movement.

According to his idea, Gaoha and the others would either take action on their cotton, or they would come over to talk to him about acquiring land.

There was nothing going on at the warehouse, and they didn't even come to find me.

Could it be that he is suspicious?

Is it really a coincidence that Gohakar and Choudhary came here?

Suspicions were suspicions, but Qiao Ge did not let down his guard over at the warehouse and was always on guard.

In the past few days, Tulu and the others have stored the cotton in the warehouse separately, with firewalls set up in the middle, the reservoirs filled with water, and various fire-fighting and fire-prevention measures and fire-fighting equipment are in place.

Qiao Ge felt at ease. After all, with the addition of Tulu and others, under their management, the originally somewhat loose warehouse guards became completely different.

That evening, in the southern suburbs of Navi Mumbai, a half-new off-road vehicle drove towards the future New Port area of ​​Mumbai.

There were three strong men and one thin man in the car, all four of them smoking cigarettes.

"Boss, we should be here soon, right?" The thin man in the passenger seat asked a man in the back seat who was concentrating with his eyes closed.

"Second brother, what are you in a hurry? I've already found out. This road will almost reach the target warehouse at the end," said the man driving the car.

"Drive your car well and don't interrupt." The second child glared at him.

"What's the name of the target factory?" The boss in the back seat opened his eyes and asked.

"What's it called?" The second child was stunned for a moment. "Fourth child, yesterday you had a meeting with your employer. They should have given you the paper with the information, right? Take it out quickly and take a look."

"This?" The fourth child next to the boss hesitated and said, "No, I burned it."

"Burn?" The second child's eyes widened.

"Second brother, don't worry, I remember the name. It seems to be the factory of a boy named Gupta." The fourth child thought for a while and said.

"What does it mean? What we want is the exact name of the factory."

"Fourth, what's going on with you?" the boss said solemnly.

The fourth child was a little embarrassed and said: "Brother, I happened to drink some wine yesterday, so I took a look and burned it in front of the guy sent by my employer without leaving any trace. This doesn't look professional. Okay, I admit that I was a little drunk at the time, but I can guarantee that the boy we are targeting is really named Gupta, and you can’t go wrong with finding a factory based on this surname.”

"What the hell is this? It's all because the employer was too hasty. We just met yesterday and we have to start today. We left in such a hurry and didn't ask clearly. Boss, can you find a place to call the employer and ask for clarification? After all? We are old acquaintances, easy to talk to." The second child asked.

"No need, we never ask twice when doing things, otherwise it will affect our reputation, especially if we are acquaintances." The boss thought for a while and said, "Jogo Gupta, please follow this to find him."

"Huh? Boss, how do you know so clearly?" Lao Si asked curiously.

"I want you to pay more attention to the newspapers. You mentioned to us yesterday that the target this time is 200,000 bales of cotton, and it belongs to Gupta. Isn't he a very popular figure in the newspapers a few days ago?" The boss said coldly. vocal channel.

The car soon arrived near the destination, and the second brother got out of the car and asked someone about the situation.

The second child looks more like an ordinary person and does not attract attention. The other three seem to be not easy to talk to and have a more social atmosphere.

"How much do you think the big cotton merchants here want?"

"Are there any large businesses with hundreds of thousands of bales of cotton? Our boss needs to purchase goods recently, and the quantity is very large, which is not possible for ordinary small businesses, so I want to know about it first." The second child smiled and handed the flue to the other party, in order not to be confused later. It was found that he blurred the quantity when asking questions. If he directly said 200,000 packages, it would be too directional.

When I was burned at night, I quickly remembered that I had asked, and maybe the police would come to my door.

Although this possibility is unlikely, he is still very cautious, otherwise how could he be safe and sound after working in this industry for so many years?

"Yes, if you want to talk about hundreds of thousands of bales, there are two here. One is Dasgupta Cotton Factory, which is about ten minutes away by car, follow this road; and the other is Pease Cotton Mill. , closer, about five minutes, just go over there. There are more packages worth tens of thousands, there are about seven or eight..."

"Thank you, thank you. I understand." The second child left before he finished speaking.

"In such a hurry, I haven't even finished saying it yet. The Dasgupta Cotton Factory is owned by Mr. Pandit, and the Napith Cotton Mill is owned by Mr. Gupta~~~Forget it. , This smoke is good~~" The passerby shook his head and left.

The second child had already walked away and did not hear his words.

"Boss, I have inquired clearly. There are only two companies with hundreds of thousands of bales of cotton..." The second brother repeated what he had just heard.

"No need to guess, it's the Dasgupta Cotton Factory." Lao Si slapped his thigh and said.

"Isn't it Jogo Gupta?" asked the third child sitting in the driver's seat.

"Maybe this guy's father is called Das. The name of the factory is his father's name." The fourth child immediately thought, "Boss, do you know his father's name?"

"I didn't pay attention." The boss frowned slightly.

It's a bit troublesome, but there are only two companies with hundreds of thousands of bales of cotton, so it's easy to eliminate them without much trouble.

"In order to ensure accuracy, we will first conduct a preliminary ranking of the two companies." The boss said again.

Everyone has no objection to this. They are professional and trustworthy, and they cannot be careless in their work.

So they drove first to the nearby Pease Cotton Mill.

The car stopped at a far corner, and Lao Er went to investigate.

"Woof, woof, woof," when the second child approached the gate of Pease Cotton Mill, two big wolf dogs suddenly jumped out from behind the door, grinning at him and roaring loudly.

The second child was startled, but luckily the two dogs were tied up with big chains.

"Who are you? What are you looking at at the door?" A guard at the door ran out immediately and looked at the second son.

"Is this the Pease Cotton Mill?" the second child asked with a smile.

"Don't you know how to read it?" The guard pointed to the sign hanging at the door.

"I don't understand English." The second child smiled awkwardly. This was not a lie. None of the four brothers understood it.

Not everyone knows English, and those who do are often the elite and upper class.

The brand name is written in English, and the English name looks classy. Even if it is a small workshop, many people will ask someone to give it an English name to make the workshop look taller.

"Yes, this is it. Are you okay?"

"What happened?" When Lahudi Lubai heard the movement at the door, he couldn't help but walked over and shouted.

He would personally take care of any troubles in the warehouse and would not dare to be careless in the slightest.

"Boss Lu Bai, there is someone here~~~ Huh? He was here just now and asked if this is the Pease Cotton Mill." The guard just heard Lu Bai's shouting and ran back from outside. He turned around and walked back outside. By the time I arrived, the man at the door had long disappeared.

"Buck up and keep an eye out." Lahu felt that he had to tell Tulu about this and be on guard, as they might be some bad guys.

The second child quickly ran back to the car.

"The boss here's surname is Lu Bai?" the boss asked.

"It's true, that's what I heard the doorman shout. Besides, the pronunciation of Gupta and Lubai are completely different. Even if I heard it wrong, it wouldn't be so outrageous." said the second child.

"It seems that it is really Dasgupta's cotton factory. Maybe Das is really the name of that boy's father." The boss whispered.

In fact, they had misunderstood. Previously, Lahudi and Gaomisha were both small workshop owners, so the guards here initially called them "boss XX", and the habit soon changed.

As for the brand of Pease Cotton Mill that hasn’t been changed yet, that’s a bad idea of ​​Qiao Ge’s.

Thinking about the shameless behavior of a villain like Gudaly Peace, he thought that if he kept this sign hanging until the news of the new port came out, wouldn't it be more humiliating to him?

Let people know that Gudali sold the factory and gave a lot of rupees to Qiao Ge in vain.

The four of them drove quickly to the vicinity of the Dasgupta Cotton Factory and found someone to confirm that it was here.

"It should be right, boss. I just checked. The guards here are much tighter than those in the surrounding factories, and there are more people. However, they are a bit lax compared to the previous Pease Cotton Mill. It's possible to have such a The large-scale cotton inventory, except for that little Gupta, should belong to Pandit and others, the largest cotton supplier in Mumbai." The second child said, "Boss, do you want to ask someone again?"

"Okay, if you ask again you will be suspected." The boss nodded.

"Yes, there is no need to ask anymore. The facts are obvious. Pandit and others are experts in this field. They must guard the warehouse closely, so the Pease Cotton Mill should be under their name. The one named Qiao Ge How old is this kid, can he compare with old guys like Pandit? It's normal to be a little lax, but it's not normal to be stricter than Pandit's warehouse." The fourth child said with a smile.

The fourth child's words made everyone shake their heads in agreement. Even the boss didn't doubt it. After all, the logic was clear and there was nothing wrong with it.

Here is also the English factory name.

As long as they know some common sense in English, they will know that Dasgupta is not a name, but a surname, belonging to the Kshatriyas.

If it were a name, it would be Darth Gupta, with the two letters capitalized and spaced a little apart.

The factory here is Darthgupta, they are connected together, only D is capitalized.

They understand Hindi, but unfortunately they suffer the disadvantage of not knowing English.

Coupled with various coincidences, they confirmed that this was the target factory.

Now that the target was confirmed, the four of them parked their car in a nearby shelter and waited quietly for nightfall.

Around two o'clock in the morning, the night was dark and windy, a good time to do bad things, so the four of them took action.

Several large plastic barrels were taken out from the back of the car, containing gasoline for ignition.

"Listen up, set as many fires as possible. It's best to burn all the cotton here. The employer is an old customer and the price is generous. We also have to do things beautifully. Do you understand?"

"Boss, arson, we are professionals, don't worry." The fourth child smiled.

"Pay attention to your own safety, be careful every time, and treat it as the last time you fight." The boss warned.

"Understood." The three of them said with serious expressions.

Four figures climbed over the wall and entered the factory under the cover of darkness.

After a while, the factory started to burn with loud gongs and drums, and fires rising into the sky. As expected, it was very professional...

It was just dawn on the morning of April 2, when Qiao Ge was woken up by the ringing of the phone.

When Qiao Ge walked to the living room, Rhodes had already answered the phone.

"Master, this is Mr. Lu Bai's phone number." Rhode said while holding the phone.

Lahu land?

Calling yourself so early?

Qiao Ge's expression changed slightly. Could it be that something happened at the warehouse?

He quickly walked over and took the phone: "Uncle Lu Bai, what happened?"

"Something has happened, Qiao Ge. The cotton has been burned, hundreds of thousands of bales." Lahudi's voice was so exaggerated and loud that it hurt Qiao Ge's ears.

But Qiao Ge didn't care about the high decibels at all, because Lahudi's words made his heart feel cold. Did Gao Ha's group finally take action?

Qiao Ge's hand holding the microphone trembled involuntarily. Did he still fail to take precautions against him?

If the cotton is gone, then I will be almost back to my original shape, or even worse.

"Burned down?" Qiaogo asked tremblingly.

He also wanted to confirm, and he really wanted to ask if he heard it wrong.

"What are you talking about? You're talking haphazardly. You can't explain clearly." Gao Misha's voice seemed to come from the other side. He grabbed the phone and said, "Qiao Ge, it's not the cotton we have here, it's Pandi." Their cotton is burned."

"Ah?" Qiao Ge's heart was pounding, and it hasn't slowed down yet.

But Gao Misha's words made him understand. If it wasn't his cotton that was burned, that would be fine. That would be scary.

"What's going on?" Qiao Ge took several deep breaths and asked.

…

After putting down the phone, Qiao Ge felt exhausted while sitting on the sofa.

What La Hudi said just now frightened him so much that he thought there was something wrong with his cotton.

Gaomisha told him the situation in detail, and then he learned that the Dasgupta cotton factory owned by Pandit had caught fire last night, and it was said that nearly half of the cotton was burned.

You must know that the factory has almost all the cotton stocked by Pandit and others, which should be six to seven hundred thousand bales, and this is after transporting 180,000 bales to himself.

It is said that at the most, there were over a million packages in stock.

Now half of it is burned, even if not half, it is still an astonishing number, literally hundreds of thousands.

A few days ago, I and others were still talking about the cotton fire in Telangana State next door. It was only a few thousand bales, nothing compared to this time.

It also took Rhodes a while to catch his breath. He had actually walked away some distance just now, but the sound on the microphone was very loud, and he still heard it.

At first, Lahudi's words shocked him. He still believed in Tulu's abilities and thought that something had really gone wrong. Fortunately, it was a mistake.

Qiao Ge and Rhodes ignored breakfast and rushed to the warehouse immediately. Although the accident did not happen on their side, they still had to go to the scene to see the situation. They could also learn from experience and lessons.

When they arrived at the warehouse, Qiao Ge found that Sen'ao had also arrived. The two of them had obviously notified him of such a big event.

So they went to the Dasgupta Cotton Factory together with Lahudi and Gaomisha, which was only a ten-minute drive away.

When they arrived, the place was already crowded with people.

The fire had been put out long ago. Standing at the door, you could see that three warehouses inside were burned to rubble.