1985, Mumbai, India
Seven days had passed since Raj finalized the deals with Anil Sharma and Priya Menon. Karma Productions was now laser-focused on producing *Pyar Kiya* and *Love Train*. Raj had delegated the day-to-day operations to Shyam Rao, trusting his uncle's experience to keep the projects on track. With the films in motion, Raj turned his attention to another opportunity—one that could multiply his wealth even faster: the stock market.
Standing in front of the Bombay Stock Exchange (BSE), Raj felt a surge of adrenaline. The ROI system had already proven its worth with the film investments, and now he was ready to test it in the volatile world of stocks. He adjusted his sunglasses and stepped into the bustling office of Rajnath Gupta, a seasoned stockbroker with 20 years of experience.
Inside, Rajnath greeted him warmly. The 47-year-old broker had a weathered face, sharp eyes, and a reputation for picking winners. "Mr. Mehra, welcome," Rajnath said, gesturing to a chair. "I've heard good things about Karma Productions. Looking to diversify into the market?"
Raj nodded, settling into the seat. "Exactly, Mr. Gupta. I want to make some smart investments. What do you have for me?"
They chatted for a few minutes about market trends and Raj's goals. Rajnath handed him a file containing a curated list of 20 companies known for solid returns. "These are safe bets," Rajnath explained. "Steady growth, low risk."
Raj flipped through the file, his eyes scanning the names while silently consulting the ROI system. The system's interface flickered in his mind, analyzing each company. Rajnath's expertise was evident—80% of the companies promised profits. But most offered modest returns, like 1–2% over three to four months, far too slow for Raj's ambitions. He needed quick, high-impact wins to fuel his plans.
Then, two names caught his eye: *AB Chemicals* and *Kings Aluminum*. The ROI system lit up with projections:
- *AB Chemicals*: Invest 40 lakhs, earn 80 lakhs, time 14 days—100% profit.
- *Kings Aluminum*: Invest 30 lakhs, earn 50 lakhs, time 20 days—66% profit.
Raj's pulse quickened. These were exactly the kind of opportunities he was looking for. He looked up at Rajnath, who was sipping tea, waiting for his response. "I want to invest in these two—40 lakhs in AB Chemicals and 30 lakhs in Kings Aluminum."
Rajnath's eyebrows shot up, and he set his cup down. "Those are bold choices, Raj. Both companies are volatile. AB Chemicals is riding a speculative wave, and Kings Aluminum is tied to a risky new project. My advice? Spread your 70 lakhs across five or six safer companies to minimize risk."
Raj leaned forward, his voice steady. "I appreciate the advice, Mr. Gupta, but I've done my research. I'm confident in these two. Let's move forward with the full 70 lakhs—40 in AB Chemicals, 30 in Kings Aluminum. Your fee will be 10 lakhs, and I expect the transactions to be finalized today."
Rajnath studied Raj for a moment, then nodded, impressed by his conviction. "Alright, young man. You've got guts. I'll make the arrangements. In 20 days, assuming the market behaves, you'll see 1 crore 20 lakhs, minus my 10-lakh fee."
They shook hands, and Raj left the office, his mind buzzing with the system's predictions. In just 20 days, his 70 lakhs would turn into 1.1 crore after fees—a staggering return that would give Karma Productions the capital to expand beyond films.
As he stepped outside, Raj slid into the backseat of his car and instructed the driver, "To Bandra." Today wasn't just about stocks; he had a lunch date with Priya Menon.
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Raj pulled up outside Priya's modest apartment, where she was waiting, dressed in a vibrant saree that made her stand out against the bustling street. She smiled as she slid into the car, her presence instantly brightening the mood. "You're punctual, Raj," she teased. "I like that."
"Only for special occasions," Raj replied with a grin, steering the conversation toward light banter as they drove to a high-class restaurant in Colaba. He had reserved a private room, ensuring they could talk without interruptions.
The room was elegantly decorated, with soft lighting and a view of the Arabian Sea. They ordered a spread of dishes—butter chicken, naan, biryani, and mango lassi—and settled into an easy conversation. Over the next two hours, they discussed *Love Train*, Priya's vision for the film, and her meticulous approach to casting. Raj was captivated by her passion, her eyes lighting up as she described the train's journey as a metaphor for love and growth.
"You're going to make something unforgettable," Raj said, leaning back as they finished their meal. "I can feel it."
Priya smiled, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "I hope so. It's a lot of pressure, but having your support makes it easier."
As they stepped out of the restaurant, the sea breeze cool against their skin, Raj turned to her. "How about another lunch next week? Same place, same time?"
Priya hesitated, her lips curving into a shy smile. "You're persistent, aren't you? Alright, next week works. But I've got a lot on my plate with *Love Train*, so don't expect me to be free every day."
"Deal," Raj said, chuckling. "I'll take what I can get."
They parted ways, Priya heading back to her pre-production work and Raj climbing into his car, his mind racing with possibilities. The stock investments were locked in, the films were in motion, and his connection with Priya was growing stronger. With the ROI system guiding his every move, Raj felt unstoppable. In 20 days, he'd be 1.1 crore richer, and Karma Productions would be on its way to becoming a powerhouse. For now, though, he allowed himself a moment to savor the thrill of it all—the game was just beginning.