"So that's it? That's it..." Fatty Xiong slapped his forehead. "This is a long-term approach to fishing for big fish. Money, all the railway projects in the Qing Dynasty are combined into one stock. How big will it be?"
"How much money does it cost? How much capital does it cost... Hahaha... If you ask me, three or four times is not enough, let's just give him five or six yuan!"
"Give him six times the profit and starve them to death..."
The crowd suddenly became happy. The strategy was clear, and they knew what they were going to do. Isn't it just to increase the stock price? They have many ways!
"I never expected that we, the vampires in the eyes of the common people, the speculators who chase the rise and kill the fall, would actually have a chance to complete the mission of the head of state!"
"I haven't said anything yet. Don't worry, Mr. Hesitation. I won't cause any trouble for you..."
"Brothers from the Fan family, let's have a drink and have a good time cooperating... From now on, you will definitely be on the same page in the Jiangnan stock market. Let's make a fortune together, make a fortune together..."
The Deyue Building was filled with joy. Liu Henzhen had completed the task of being the head of state and left after drinking half-way without being too greedy. But Fan Datou was still drunk after a thousand drinks and was very angry with these Jiangnan God of Wealth men.
They were noisy from noon until the evening, and then went on a flower boat ride in groups. Before a financial battle, they couldn't do without relaxing in the flower streets and willow lanes!
June 15th is the day when Beijing-Tianjin Railway stocks will be listed. Time is tight and the tasks are heavy. These investment gods began to use their connections to connect with each other.
They are not fighting alone. Behind each of the more than 30 people, there is actually a very large force. There are representatives of the Huizhou Merchants Group, promoters of the Jiujiang Timber Association, smart people from the Jiangnan grain business community, and even some people from Hunan. Spokesperson for the military group's business interests.
Especially this fat guy, he ran to Nanjing the next day and went directly to see Zeng Guoquan!
At this moment, Zeng Guoquan was the Governor of Liangjiang, one of the nine governors of the Qing Dynasty. The government office was established in Jiangning, which is Nanjing City. This fat man was actually a capital manager under Zeng Guoquan, who was responsible for the investment of Jiu Shuai in the stock market.
"My subordinates would like to express their regards to the Ninth Commander...Mr. Hesitation's meeting has ended. I also saw Fan Biao, the great nephew of Shopkeeper Fan Lian. This guy has a really big head!"
Fatty Xiong and Ninth Commander Zeng Guoquan reported everything that happened at the meeting. Zeng Guoquan listened quietly without saying a word!
Since the death of his brother Zeng Guofan, the pressure on Ninth Marshal's shoulders has increased. He is now the official protective umbrella of the Zeng family. His two nephews are already Ding You, and now he is the eldest official.
There are so many old brothers in the Hunan Army who rely on him for protection and even for food. Who can you care about?
You have to take care of him when he has no money, and you have to protect him when he makes a minor mistake. Even if he violates serious national laws, he still has to save the lives of his men!
Of course he had to take care of these things in the past. After all, Zeng Guofan's health was really bad in the last few years, so it was impossible for him to do everything personally!
But the amazing thing is that even if Zeng Guofan is bedridden and doesn't care about anything, he still has breath, and there is no hindrance to what the Hunan Army Group does.
The half-dead man on the hospital bed could intimidate Xiao Xiao and no one dared not give him face. Jiu Shuai was very happy to do things!
And the most important thing is that as long as his brother is alive, he has confidence in his heart and he has nothing to fear!
But when Zeng Guofan passed away in the capital, everything changed. First of all, the ninth commander's own mentality was different. His backer suddenly disappeared and he felt an unprecedented crisis.
It was as if many black hands in the shadows from all directions were approaching secretly. Although the court still gave him face when doing various things, it was just indescribably weird.
Ninth Marshal was obviously older, his hair was much whiter than before, and his wrinkles were much deeper. He nodded from time to time and frowned from time to time as he listened to Fatty Xiong's words.
When Fatty Xiong finished speaking, Jiu Shuai moved the tea bowl and said, "Thank you for your hard work... Let's drink tea!"
"It's not hard, it's not hard... running errands for the Ninth Commander, only those who work hard can do their best!"
"You can drink if you are told... We are all one of our own, there is no need to pay attention to the formal etiquette in official circles!"
After hearing this, Fatty Xiong dared to pick up the bowl of tea beside him and took a sip.
"Fat man... you have helped me manage my money in China for several years. Can you tell me how much we can earn from this?"
Fatty Xiong thought for a while, "Well... the Beijing-Tianjin Railway's 10 million plate is not big to be honest. With so many people sharing the profits, my subordinates can guarantee a profit of 2 million to Jiu Shuai!"
"Coupled with investments in other stocks, I can pay Jiu Shuai three million taels by the end of the year!"
"Three million..." Jiu Shuai thought for a moment, "Hey... it's not a small amount anymore, I'm sorry for you! But it's still not enough..."
Jiu Shuai said tiredly, "You are also an old man in my family. You don't know the situation at home... Let's talk about life. We can live with this little family for a hundred years!"
"But how can the Zeng family only care about their own family! There are so many old subordinates who are not allowed to help... There are so many connections in the court, which one is not allowed to leave..."
The Ninth Marshal became a little excited when he said this, "When the Marshal was alive, how could there be so many little devils coming to cause trouble... Every year for Zhou Daoying and Li Lianying's National Birthday, we just gave them 18,000 taels and it was over!"
"But now...even a fucking eunuch like Xiao Sixi dares to give me a wedding invitation! He bought a manor in the capital and actually invited me to drink and watch a show?"
"What is he? Did he ask for bribes from my Ninth Commander?" At this moment, the Ninth Commander's beard and hair were all growing, and he really looked as majestic as he had had his head shaved back then. Fatty Xiong was so frightened that he almost knelt down.
But the prestige was only temporary, and immediately his aura dropped like a balloon. "Hey... But it's not enough if we don't spend the money. Now Xiao Sixi is also a hot celebrity!"
"I asked the staff to listen. Now that a first-grade official is giving a gift to Xiao Sixi, he can't get it without twenty thousand taels of silver! Even if we don't ask him to do things in the future, we must guard against him stumbling upon us! "
"In the end, why didn't I send someone to send 20,000 taels... Meat Bun to beat the dog!"
Fatty Xiong's chest heaved violently with anger, "Ah... this kind of dog eunuch dares to speak, and he won't be allowed to poop on our heads in the future!"
"We can't bear this, Ninth Commander, we have to deal with him..."
"Shut up, be silent! What stage are we at now? The commander-in-chief has never passed the filial piety period. At this time, we must seek stability. Do you want the commander-in-chief to worry about our lives in these three years?"
"Isn't it just to spend money to buy peace? I...I just accepted it as a coward!"
Fatty Xiong stood up and bowed to Ninth Commander, "I understand, I don't dare not work hard. I will definitely pay Ninth Commander four million taels by the end of this year!"
"It's really the limit. Ninth Marshal, you know. Mr. Hesitation is very strict about the Jiangnan stock market. In fact, it's the head of state and Fan Qian who are behind it!"
"I don't dare to go too far! This... this is really untouchable!"
"How about... Ninth Commander, please stop being so picky. In fact, you still have a personal relationship with the head of state... Go see Xiao Letian, what can't you do?"
"Don't talk nonsense..." Zeng Guoquan's face changed drastically and he looked around, "I am now being watched closely by the court. There are informants from all walks of life. How can I dare to make any move?"
"In these three years of keeping filial piety... we all have to be more honest, and be more honest..."
