Chapter 137 [Busy Building Materials Store]
Seeing his uncle Blue being stunned by him, Belsinger wanted to laugh but didn't dare. My uncle is sincere. Have you forgotten that the building materials store, cement asbestos tile factory, and cement factory affiliated to Singh Industrial are all in Sinjar Town.
Even if he inspected three companies, it would not take three days. His uncle's previous guess was correct. Belsinger just wanted to be lazy for two days. Seeing that his goal was achieved, Belsinger was particularly enthusiastic. He replaced the orange juice with his uncle and drank a bottle of cold beer each.
Of course, since there was still work in the afternoon, I ordered a bottle of beer, had a good meal, drank good wine, and walked around the construction site again in the bright sun. And Belsinger told Brooke, the human mule who came back for lunch, to say.
"Call our chef and Mr. Hamill told him to leave immediately. We will go to the town to buy ingredients at the end of the sale. We will stay in the town for a few days."
As the master ordered, Brooke, the human mule, carefully took out the mobile phone that Belinger had given to the senior family members during their honeymoon. Call the chef Hamil at home and some servants to get ready. Although it is 2001, mobile phones are quite expensive in rural India. Moreover, phone charges are extremely expensive, with the cost of a call reaching an astonishing 5 rupees per minute, which is equivalent to more than 70 cents in China.
Only important members of the entire Singer family are equipped with mobile phones, an advanced communication tool, and the number does not exceed five. Old Jamal, young Jamal, plus human mule Brook, the newly married Al Mushar, and Hassan, the logistics manager in charge of the kitchen. Moreover, the phone usage fee of 200 rupees per person per month, including the 200 rupees, can only be paid by oneself, and the Singh family will reimburse the phone charges within 200 rupees.
Human Rozbrook was on the phone nearby, and although Belsinger wanted to go back to the town and relax for a couple of days, the project of building bridges and roads was a century-old project. He didn't feel at ease leaving alone, so in the afternoon Persinger changed from his lazy behavior and became diligent, wandering to the construction site covered in fat.
Take a look here, inspect there, and instruct the small leaders who take over the shift to manage themselves well and be responsible for all work within their scope. If there is a problem, it will be fixed. The Singh family pays these small contractors a high price. The quality of the project must be excellent.
Wherever there is a problem, the person in charge will be held accountable, so no one dares to be careless, and time passes quickly before dark. Belsinger said hello to his uncle Blue, then sat on the sliding pole, followed by several people who were wandering back to Sinjar town.
Now Bersinger is more famous than the Prime Minister of India in the town of Sinjar, and the things he does at the age of 15 are always so earth-shattering. It's impossible not to let anyone know about the person's name, the shadow of the tree, and the fact that the Singh family is really rich in money, no one dares to mess with it in Sinjar Town. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a local emperor. Ever since he entered the outskirts of the town, everyone who saw Mr. Singh sitting comfortably on the slide with the servants following behind him bowed and saluted.
Of course, the untouchables, the Dalits who dared not appear in front of Shudras, were nowhere to be seen. Whether these people are out of awe, fear, or there is some element of flattery in them, Belsinger doesn't care. Not to mention greeting these so-called meet-and-greets, otherwise where would I put my identity as a master? The higher you are, the more others respect you and the more they fear you. This is human nature.
When it got dark, I returned to my residence above the town. Diagonally across the street, there was a lot of traffic, which was the second most profitable business of the Singh family. Singer Building Materials Store was brightly lit, and there was an endless stream of people coming in and out to buy things, especially some human-powered tricycles coming out of the warehouse at the corner.
The three-way vehicles carry various goods and follow their respective owners to deliver goods. Belsinger did not inform the manager of the building materials store, Weir, that he came to town on his own. However, the second-floor work area of the building materials store was only separated from his residence by a road. The distance is only 50 meters, and usually only old Jamal, the housekeeper, lives in this house.
He would only light lamps in his own room and living room, and would not light Mr. Singh's lamp. Now that the light in Mr. Singh's room is on, it proves that it is not Mr. Singh who has come to town. Even Mrs. Lina came to the town, but according to the actual situation, it was impossible for Mrs. Lina to come to the town to live alone, so the only person living in the master's room was Mr. Singh.
As long as Veer pays a little attention, he can feel the difference. Knowing that Mr. Singh has come to town, he will definitely come to visit. But not this time. The Singer Building Materials Store was really too busy. In addition, Indians have the habit of going to bed late and getting up late. First, the business at Singer Building Materials Store was still very prosperous even after it got dark after 7 o'clock in the evening.
The two service staff were already too busy, and Weir, the store manager, could only sit on the bar and calculate the prices of the goods. Now that I'm working as a cashier, I don't have time to look inside the house opposite, right? Who lives there?
Seeing the building materials store so lively, Belsinger felt very happy on the balcony. He drank tea and observed carefully with a smile. He had dinner at around eight o'clock, then took a shower and went to bed. He got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom. He glanced at the window and saw that it was already past midnight in Singer's building materials store. The lights on the second floor were still on, and many people were coming in and out. They were still working and looked very hard.
The next morning, just after breakfast at ten o'clock, Belsinger brought his follower, the human mule Brook. While smoking, he walked slowly through the street, bypassed the front door and came to the rear warehouse area. Brook went forward and knocked on the door. After a long time, he heard a lazy voice from behind the iron gate.
"Who is it? You're knocking on the door so early in the morning. Don't you know that Singer's Building Materials Store opens at 10:30? Why are you here so early?"
Hearing the other party cursing, the human mule Brooke got angry all of a sudden. He kicked the big iron door twice with his feet and cursed loudly. "Who the hell are you? Tell me your name. Master Singer is here. You dare to curse me. You don't want to live. Then open the door for me. I'll break your legs in one second tonight."
This was a big deal. It was like throwing a grenade in the warehouse area of Singer's Building Materials Store. It exploded with a bang. The big iron door squeaked open with a loud bang, and a man with messy black hair wearing a vest poked his head out. Seeing that it was really Master Singer, he was so scared that he quickly pushed open the door and bowed and apologized.
"Sorry, Master, sorry, Master, I didn't know it was you. Singer Building Materials seems to open at 10:30. So I haven't woken up yet. Sorry, sorry, I won't dare to do it next time. I won't dare to do it next time."
This person is a villager of Lagar Village. He is also considered to be a family member who is not guilty of ignorance. Bel Singer didn't need to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys to establish his authority. He just smiled and followed Brooke into the warehouse area without saying a word.
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