In one year, Daqing Ocean, a company controlled by the Manchu and Qing court, has become interested in many people!
A company provides more than 20,000 jobs, among which there are many bannermen in the management, and representatives of various forces and factions have settled in the top management.
The fleet has docked more than forty ships, and the number is still growing. These ships are all prominent figures in the Qing Dynasty!
Qing Yuanyang paid more than 5 million silver dollars in taxes to the court a year, which has become a very important source of revenue for the national treasury!
The most important thing is shares, shares, shares... Today's Qingyang Ocean has more than 52 million issued shares, which basically includes all the rich people in the capital!
From the emperor and the queen mother to the ordinary small restaurant owner, everyone holds shares and everyone can receive dividends!
After the November annual report is released, Fuqing plans to pay a dividend of 12 cents per share. How much is this? Five to six million cash will be distributed to shareholders!
If you hold one thousand shares, you will receive one hundred and twenty silver dollars at the end of the year. Isn’t this money falling from the sky?
And the number of shares held by those princes is hundreds of thousands or even more than one million, and the dividends alone cost more than 100,000 silver dollars. No matter how rich the prince is, he will not stop his family from earning more than 100,000 yuan, right?
None of these are important. The more important big deal is still in the exchange. Ten percent dividends are enough, but stock speculation and appreciation are a huge gold mine!
The share price of Daqing Ocean Ocean has doubled since its listing today, and the financial accounts of all investors show that it has more than doubled!
The existence of a super company is a large network organized by interests, and everyone is locked in it!
The 400,000 signatures initiated by Prince Zheng are meant to force these profiteers to express whether they still want to make money, and whether they still want these free profits!
There was no need to ask this question. Almost everyone signed on the white cloth. These thirty-meter white cloth rolls were placed on two parallel carriages. The unfolded part was the signing area!
"Young and old gentlemen...come and sign...Prince Zheng has written to the court to form a navy for our Qing Dynasty!"
"Why do you think we need to form a navy? Because damn, there are pirates on the sea! They are robbing us of our money..."
"Prince Zheng has been robbed, so don't watch the fun! Today there are four ships, but tomorrow there may be forty or even four hundred ships robbed by pirates!"
"This is all money, it's all the big guy's money! Daqing Yuanyang is a company established by the people of the Qing Dynasty. If he loses money, it will be the money of our people!"
"Sign, sign to support Prince Zheng!"
"Why are there so few people? Beat the gongs and drums and ask two trumpet players..."
What a farce. Prince Zheng’s minions even called the trumpeters and paraded them through the streets, especially in Dashilar and Qianmen Street, including near the exchange!
Not to mention, there are so many people signing. Banner people have always listened to the flag owner and prince, and this has become a habit. Now they just ask you to sign, there is so much nonsense!
"Sign, sign! Your Majesty is right. If you don't form a navy, the stock price will plummet in the future... It dropped 80 cents yesterday. Do you know how much it is?"
"This is everyone's money, it can't be lost in vain! Sign, form a navy, and protect our ships!"
The black crowd crowded up and wrote their names on the white cloth with writing brushes or even charcoal. Some even had extreme emotions and wrote, 'Those who commit crimes against the Qing Dynasty will be punished no matter how far away they are! 'Such a slogan!
"Navy! Navy! Navy..." People shouted slogans in unison, gathered together, and began to parade through the streets under the organization of Prince Zheng.
Of course, there are some tidbits here, and some people in the crowd were also dragged in. They struggled to get out, "Oh... I am a food delivery person. I deliver food to restaurants in the city. Why are you dragging me in..."
"Sign? I don't know how to read. I don't know what a navy is..."
"Stop talking nonsense, just tell me your name...I'll write it for you...Bring out the ink pad and let him put his fingerprints on it!"
The country boy who delivered the food turned pale with fright. He thought to himself, "Have I met a young man?" Or is it a contract to sell oneself? He was so frightened that he turned around and ran away.
But how could he stand up to the large number of Eight Banners idle Han people? A few or two people picked him up, grabbed his hand and pressed fingerprints on it!
"Help...please spare me, uncle...I have an eighty-year-old woman at home, please don't harm me..."
This group of people didn't care about him. They pressed their fingerprints and threw him out of the crowd. Two baskets of fresh vegetables were trampled to pieces, and no one said they would compensate him!
This group of lunatics didn't care that a vegetable seller was crying bitterly. They were so crazy that they ran to the entrance of the alley and grabbed the old lady's hands to press her fingerprints!
This group of people rushed into an alley, and it was a chaotic mess, but the effect was really obvious. The thirty-meter-long scroll was spinning quickly, and the scroll with the words on it was getting thicker and thicker!
If this group of people is making such a fuss, shouldn't the Jingshi Police Department just ignore it? It's really interesting to say that all the police officers were as blind as today and didn't care about their nonsense at all, and even some condoned it!
Weng Tonghe and Qingliu were not fools. They knew at a glance that they were going to be a bad guy. Hanlin Feng Fu was the unlucky guy who had his head splashed with swill. He and his four colleagues hurriedly chased him to Zhushikou in a rickshaw.
When I saw this group of people going all over the street to get people to have their fingerprints pressed, I felt so angry that veins were popping on my forehead!
"Crazy! Are you all crazy? The blue sky and white sun are deceiving people's hearts? Let's disperse quickly... destroy this cloth!"
The leading servant of the palace saw that he was a bad scholar and glared, "Get out of here, someone's belt is not fastened and you are exposed... Do you care?"
"It's an insult to politeness! It's simply an insult to politeness... Don't think that just because the palace has the backing, you can do whatever you want! Lord Weng has already gone to the palace to file a complaint!"
"The imperial edict will arrive soon. You are all violating the king's law!"
The leader of the Royal Guards, he picked his ears and said disdainfully, "Wang Fa? What our prince said is Wang Fa... Come here, several adults have come to support you. If you don't want to leave, let them stay too." How about something?"
Hula la, a group of thugs and minions from the palace rushed over, holding Hanlin Feng Fu and walking towards the signature cloth!
"Bold! What are you going to do...what are you going to do...let me go!"
"Haha... Sir, you don't have to do anything, just leave a fingerprint!"
The bright red ink pad was smeared on the palms of their hands, and then pressed onto the white cloth. These scholars were faced with the wolf-like tiger guards of the palace, and they had no ability to resist.
After Feng Fu and the others were thrown out, his face turned purple with anger as he looked at the troop walking away, jumping to his feet and shouting, "Report the official! Report the official! You are lawless and absolutely crazy!"
"Where are the police? The police were here just now..."
Still want to call the police? Haha... I don’t know where it is hidden!
