Fengxian Jiangshan

() When Zhang Zuoxiang heard Zhang Tinglan's words, he shook his head and smiled wryly, while stretching out his big rough hand and lovingly patting his shoulder.

"Ting Lan, there is a whole division with tens of thousands of mouths, can you think it's three yuan or two yuan? What can you do as a child, it's not easy for Yuting!"

Zhang Zuolin is well aware of the potential dangers of cooperating with Japan, but in his position, this may be the only choice.

"Father, take a look at this first."

Zhang Zuoxiang took Zhang Tinglan's words as a joke, but Zhang Tinglan was serious, "Father, this is a cooperation agreement I drafted with Fred, the manager of Daosheng Bank. If it can be done, Daosheng Bank will provide me with a minimum of 120 million yuan." As long as you get this loan, you can completely solve the plight of Division 27."

Zhang Zuoxiang even felt that there was something wrong with his ears. Why is it so easy to get money these days? Zhang Zuolin, a dignified teacher, wants to get hundreds of thousands, and even asks him for alms.How could my son, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, get more than 100 million yuan, and it was a low-interest loan!

The sun is literally coming out from the west. When has China ever received low-interest loans for so many years? This foreigner is a believer in Buddhism!Zhang Zuoxiang was full of doubts, but he looked at the document Zhang Tinglan handed over.

Although Zhang Zuoxiang's education level is not high, it is written in black and white that if the preliminary work of the North Market is done well, Daosheng Bank will provide Zhang Tinglan with a 100 million ocean loan to support the construction of the North Market.

After reading it several times in a row, this document does not seem to be a fake, but Zhang Zuoxiang still doesn't know what the North Market is.

"Ting Lan, what's going on with this North Market?"

"Father, don't be so busy, I'll get you some blueprints." Zhang Tinglan quickly ran to her room, took out a map of Fengtian, and a few blueprints drawn by herself.

"Father, look, this is Fengtian's Shangfu land, and to the north is the Huangsi. I plan to plan an area around the Huangsi to build a brand new market. I will temporarily name it the North Market. Fengtian belongs to the three eastern provinces." In the center, commerce and trade are very prosperous. Specialties from the Northeast and foreign goods from overseas are all transported through here. But looking at the entire Fengtian, there are only Shangfu land controlled by foreigners, and the Manchuria Railway subsidiary controlled by the Japanese. None of them are It is controlled by the Chinese themselves. Therefore, I want to develop a market for Fengtian people, which is bound to attract all kinds of education and all walks of life. Once it develops, the tax revenue alone will be amazing. Let alone support a 27th division, it will support another There is no problem with three or five divisions!"

After Zhang Tinglan finished speaking, he took out some drawings, which he hand-painted in the past few days, including the overall plan, the layout of roads and shops, and the specific settings of department stores and banks.One of them is about street lamps and green spaces, which are everywhere in the cities of later generations. Zhang Tinglan easily drew an outline based on his memory.

These drawings looked extremely rough, but Zhang Zuoxiang was completely stunned. He never thought that an urban area could be built so neatly and beautifully.Especially after extensive use of lights, this North Market will definitely become a city that never sleeps.

Zhang Zuoxiang was amazed by Zhang Tinglan's imagination, and was also stunned by Zhang Tinglan's description. Such a market can support several teachers. This is not a market, it is a cornucopia.

"Ting Lan, tell me, how do you make money?"

"The simplest thing is to collect taxes. Whoever moves into a new market will have to pay taxes to our 27th Division for daily operations; the second point is to sell land. After the North Market is developed, every inch of land will be expensive, and the land price will increase dozens of times. , hundreds of times is also very normal; the third point is to open banks and other financial institutions for direct management, and after the popularity of this place, a large amount of wealth will accumulate, we will definitely make a fortune by running a bank; Anyone who wants to enter the market must first pay a certain deposit; the fifth point..."

Zhang Tinglan still wanted to talk, but Zhang Zuoxiang waved his hand to stop him: "Tinglan, I don't want to hear so much, just tell me how much money I can earn?"

Seeing his father like this, Zhang Tinglan also guessed that the 27th division is really short of money, otherwise he would never be so anxious.

"A certain amount of investment is required in the early stage. It is difficult to make a profit within half a year, and we have to put money into it. However, after the situation is opened, merchants large and small in Fengtian will actively send money to us. I estimate that I can earn 100 million in the first year. Around, excluding various investments and dividends, the net profit that can be obtained should be more than 30! After getting on the right track, it is normal for a year to be a million yuan, or even more."

"Enough! Enough!" Zhang Zuoxiang pulled Zhang Tinglan up and said, "Hurry up and take these things. We have been looking for Yuting all night, and he is probably still undecided!" Zhang Zuoxiang pulled his son straight Go to Zhang Zuolin's house.

The night had already fallen, and Fengtian City was just lit up with lights, and various entertainment venues also opened their doors to welcome guests, making it very lively.

Neither Zhang Zuoxiang nor Zhang Tinglan was in the mood to read these things. Their father and son called two rickshaws and went straight to Zhang Zuolin's mansion.With endless thoughts in his mind, Zhang Tinglan couldn't help but feel excited when he could see Zhang Zuolin, the future king of the Northeast, soon.

Zhang Tinglan admired the king of the Northeast from the bottom of his heart, and being able to climb from a bandit to the high position of the head of state was a legend in itself.Moreover, Zhang Zuolin was able to stick to the bottom line in this troubled world, not to betray the country, and finally died tragically at the hands of Japan himself, which made his legend cast a layer of tragic heroism.

During Zhang Zuolin's more than ten years of controlling the Northeast, he laid the foundation for the Northeast's heavy industry, and this foundation has been carried forward in the future, which has had a profound impact on China's destiny. A warlord who knows how to develop and build is very remarkable.

Moreover, from the memory of this life, Zhang Tinglan also knew that Zhang Zuolin still cared very much about the children of the younger generation. All kinds of impressions gathered together, and Zhang Tinglan became tense like never before. Department of fate!

The rickshaw soon arrived at Zhang Zuolin's mansion. Although Lao Zhang was only a teacher, everyone complimented him and called this place the Marshal's Mansion.

Zhang Zuoxiang came here almost every day. When the guard at the gate saw him coming, he hurriedly invited him in.

As soon as he arrived at the main hall, he hurriedly greeted a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, "Uncle, my father has locked himself in the room for several hours, and he hasn't eaten dinner. Go and persuade him!"

Zhang Zuoxiang nodded slightly, "Han Qing, leave everything to me!" Zhang Zuo believed confidently and pulled Zhang Tinglan straight to Zhang Zuolin's room.

Hearing them talking, Zhang Tinglan immediately guessed the identity of this young man. This is the future young marshal Zhang Xueliang. He is also one of the countless celebrities in the history of the Republic of China, but his reputation is not very good.

Zhang Tinglan didn't have time to think about it, so she was pulled to Zhang Zuolin's door by Zhang Zuoxiang. Zhang Zuoxiang knocked on the door lightly, and a slightly manic voice came from inside: "Damn it, didn't you tell you to go away? Why are you still here?" Disturb me!"

Zhang Zuoxiang coughed hard, "Seventh brother, I'm here!"

As soon as a word came out, there was a sound of hurried footsteps in the room, and the door was pushed open suddenly.

Zhang Tinglan's heart tightened suddenly, he knew that the one who came out was Zhang Zuolin, the future king of Northeast China, he was not only excited to see this kind of historical celebrity, but also felt sincerely excited to be able to participate in the great turmoil of history.

I saw that Zhang Zuolin was indeed as recorded, not tall, less than 1.6 meters, and like Zhang Zuoxiang, he had a big shaved head, was dressed in coarse clothes, and held a cigarette pouch in his hand.The most impressive thing about Zhang Zuolin is that pair of eyes. People often say that Zhang Zuolin has a pair of fox eyes and is extremely alert.The bright black eyes showed full shrewdness and strong self-confidence, this is the demeanor of a generation of heroes.

After Zhang Zuolin came out, he grabbed Zhang Zuoxiang: "Baby, I thought the servants were asking me to eat. It's just in time for you to come, let me talk about what happened today, I've never been so embarrassed in my life!"

"Brother Seven, I came here briskly to give you an idea!"

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