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Only then did Yang Hao realize that he had lost his composure and hurriedly bowed his hands to apologize and led the three of them into the inner study room.

After Meng Yao entered the house, she walked around the house with her hands behind her back, looked at the calligraphy and paintings on the wall, and played with the antiques on the antique rack. Finally, she stopped in front of the huge map in the conference room, looked carefully for a while, and snorted, "Look, this one looks like a little bit. If General Yang doesn't mind, throw out all the antiques calligraphy and paintings in the house, and I'll give you a new set."

Yang Hao smiled and said, "My sister's beauty is appreciated. As a court official, I dare not fight with my sister."

After hearing this, Meng Yao snorted in her nose and sneered: "What do you mean? I'm afraid that someone will say that you are greedy for your own wealth? If you really think that you are a court official, you should throw out all the things here. Although they are not valuable, you can't get it with your official salary for several lifetimes, right?"

Yang Hao was speechless and his face turned red unconsciously.

Wu Chenglong smiled and smoothed out the situation: "Although Dalang's official position is not very high, he is also the parent official of tens of thousands of people in Fengzhou, and he is also a general who guards the country's gate. It is a thing of the past to put on two antiques. Along the way, people's livelihood is declining everywhere, but Fengzhou is full of vitality, which shows that Dalang's parent official is still competent."

Zhongyangte, who has never liked to talk, also took over the conversation: "Yes, we have been talking all the way. Being able to come up with such a good idea as Yongchang Company shows that Dalang is willing to work hard and is really different from that time."

"They all help you, you have a good popularity." Meng Yao turned around and sat opposite Yang Hao, with a pool of clear water in her eyes. She felt like she was holding her eyes. She felt a panic in her heart, and she hurriedly lowered her head to drink tea and didn't dare to look up.

"Dalang, let's talk about investing in Yongchang Company." Wu Chenglong got to the point.

"Okay, OK," Yang Hao hurriedly raised his head, because of his panic, his hands trembled slightly.

"I don't know what else I have to explain to me." Yang Hao had already sent someone to Meng Yao to prepare for the Yongchang Company plan. The plan was written in detail. Yang Hao made detailed notes on every possible place where questions might arise. I believe that Meng Yao would not have any difficulties in understanding.

Sure enough, Meng Yao did not ask for any details, but said bluntly: "It is okay to invest, but I want to be a major shareholder, and I am an absolute major shareholder, otherwise I would rather invest a penny than invest."

With Meng Yao's temper and financial strength, striving to be a major shareholder was originally expected by Yang Hao, but she didn't expect her attitude to be so firm and she had no room for bargaining. Yang Hao looked at Wu Chenglong, hoping that he could stand up and say something and give him a buffer. But Wu Chenglong lowered his head to drink tea and avoided his gaze.

"I am a big businessman, and I speak so domineeringly." Yang Hao smiled embarrassedly.

Meng Yao's face was like frost, her eyes were as profound as the sea, and she was all the same as her just now. Yang Hao felt like a clown in front of her, and he was quite unhappy in his heart for a moment and asked provocatively: "How much is the shopkeeper Meng planning to invest?"

"Add all the money you raised..." Meng Yao said slowly, stretching out her slender five fingers, "Add 50,000 taels is the amount of investment I, Haotian."

Yang Hao's smile that was forced out was frozen on his face, and he didn't say anything for a long time. Seeing that the atmosphere was a little awkward, Wu Chenglong made things smoothly and said, "Harmony brings money, harmony brings money, they are all family members, what's the difference between who is the major shareholder?" He gave Yang Hao a wink and said, "Ah, it's easy to discuss other things except this."

Yang Hao squeezed out a smile: "If my sister agrees to my younger brother's two conditions, I will let my older brother become the major shareholder."

Meng Yao snorted coldly, turned her face to the side and said, "Can you not let me be a major shareholder? How much money can you sell in your small Fengzhou if you smash it? 300,000 or 500,000? You can still shout a few small money in Fengzhou. When you arrive in Chang'an, what can Luoyang do? Just throw it into the water and make a "plop" sound."

Yang Hao felt a sense of a frustration that he had never felt before. He really wanted to have a big quarrel with her by his temperament. But he still held back. He muttered in his heart, "It's hard to raise a woman and a profiteer, but it's hard to raise a woman and a profiteer." After he muttered several times, he was in a good mood. When he raised his head again, he smiled happily. He gave Meng Yao a thumbs up and praised: "I am worthy of being the big shopkeeper of Haotian Trading Company, I am so brave, admired, admired."

Meng Yao snorted, picked up the small teapot that Yang Hao placed on the table, and looked at the tea leaves in the pot, and felt it was very strange. She sniffed the tea leaves and wanted to pour out some tea and taste what it tasted, but she held it back. It was not that she thought Yang Hao was dirty, but mainly because she was afraid that he would take the opportunity to laugh at him.

Seeing that she ignored her, Yang Hao smiled embarrassedly: "Thirty-five millions are nothing in my sister's eyes, but this is an astronomical number in my younger brother." Yang Hao thought that Meng Yao had never heard of the word "astronomical number", and he was about to explain it a little. Meng Yao spoke, "I know what you mean. You want to put Yongchang's headquarters in Feng'an so that you can watch your own money with peace of mind..."

Yang Hao has to admire Meng Yao's keenness.

"Just, do you think that business is a kid's house? Feng'an is a ghost place where birds do not shit, you can't even hire a decent shopkeeper! What business can be done here? Can you dig a load of loess and put it on labels and sell it as gold?" Meng Yao's words became more and more harsh.

Wu Chenglong was afraid that Yang Hao would not help but argue with her, so he hurriedly said, "It's important to be serious, let's discuss it later. Dalang, what's your second condition."

Yang Hao was so angry that he was so angry that he hadn't been able to smooth things over in time. If Wu Chenglong hadn't made a timely smooth out, he might have really quarreled with her.

After finally suppressing his anger, he pondered for a moment before he said, "The company will increase its shares every three years in the future."

Meng Yao said yellingly, "I promise you, and I agree to you with the previous conditions. I want to see where General Yang gets money to become a major shareholder in three years."

Wu Chenglong smiled and said, "Okay, OK, finally the job is done, and this trip is worth it."

Meng Yao did something big and her mood suddenly improved. Looking at Yang Hao's depressed expression, she burst into laughter for the first time, her eyes smiled into crescent moons, and honey could flow out of the shallow dimples.

"You can talk about the rest. I'll go see Qing'er and Xiaoyu." Meng Yao stood up and said to Wu Chenglong. Zhong Yangji also stood up and bowed, "If Dalang doesn't mind, I want to meet a friend." Yang Hao asked in surprise: "Master Zhong has friends in Fengzhou?"

Zhongyangji replied: "Hedong Qu Chuji is my old friend."

After the Tiande Rebellion subsided, Qu Chuji's uncle and nephew followed Yang Hao to Fengzhou. Qu Qingquan worked in the Staff Office, while Qu Chuji lived in seclusion, growing flowers and grass, and lived in vain. Soon after, Tankong invited him to give lectures in the school. Because he had extensive knowledge and rich experience, Qu Chuji's classes were very popular among students, and he also found fun. Soon he accepted the recruitment and officially became a professor in the school.

Yang Hao didn't expect that Zhong Yangji still had a relationship with him, and he kept saying it was rare.

Meng Yao smiled and said, "Master Zhong was a general in Hedong Town when he was young. He had tens of thousands of soldiers under him, which was much more powerful than you, General Yang."

Yang Hao had long guessed that the Yangji was not small, but he didn't want to be so. He said with regret: "Mr. Qu was a noble man living in seclusion in the school, but he was unwilling to give advice to Yang Hao. It's really a pity."

Meng Yao said bluntly: "It's just that your temple is too small to not tolerate this great god. Mr. Qu's generation of famous scholars shook Hedong. He was once a staff member of Liu Qingling. Why should he be wronged and support you with the help of others? Let's talk about it when you become the governor."

Yang Hao is now used to Meng Yao's direct and sarcastic way of speaking, and does not think it is offensive. Instead, she feels that she often has insightful opinions in her words. It is famous scholars who cherish their feathers, and there are many people who would rather be phoenix tails than chicken heads. Yang Hao even thought that if he had taken over the Tiande Army with a sudden intention and became the governor of himself, perhaps Qu Chuji and Liu Desan were already helping him.

He acted as humble and humbly asking for advice, and looked at Meng Yao with a smile. This made Meng Yao feel a little embarrassed. She gave Yang Hao a blank look and left first.

After seeing Meng Yao off and planting the anode, Yang Hao asked Wu Chenglong directly: "What's the matter? I can help?"

"It's true, but you won't suffer any loss at all when you help me with this." Wu Chenglong said with a smile.

"Have you ever suffered a loss when you work hard for Haotian Trading Company?" Yang Hao laughed and changed his subject, "I wonder if there is any benefit in working hard for Mosha?"

"One hundred and twenty miles southwest of Yongfeng City, there is Jiulian Mountain and a subway factory in the mountains. I would like to ask you to send troops to force him to close the door."

Yang Hao handed out the words, but Wu Chenglong did not respond, but directly explained what he wanted. He was neither willing to talk about Mosha, and Yang Hao was not willing to force him. When he heard that there was a subway factory hidden in his jurisdiction, he was shocked at first, and then thought: "It is probably a small workshop for smelting iron. Otherwise, even if the local government does not know, the intelligence room should know. Why didn't anyone report it to me?" However, he thought about it and thought that it was wrong. Is it really a small workshop that can be used by Wu Chenglong to ask for him personally? His Haotian Trading Company's business is so big, how could he care about a small workshop?

When Wu Chenglong saw him, he looked surprised and smiled and said, "You don't have to be suspicious. This is an underground black factory, which was run by several resigned officials of the Niu Party. It is made of slaves and rarely interacts with the outside world. The iron produced is transported and sold to the Uighurs by merchants from Arabs and Western Regions, and Tubo and countries in the Western Regions. This part of the domestic sales is borrowed from the name of Lingzhou Iron Factory. The iron factory in Lingzhou was hollowed out by officials and dug up ten years ago, and has been relying on selling iron to make a living in recent years."

Yang Hao asked nervously: "How many people are there in this iron plant?"

Wu Chenglong said lightly: "You'll have a little over 10,000."

Yang Hao felt angry. He could not know, but what did the intelligence room and local officials do? If it weren't for Wu Chenglong's presence, he would have called Guan Suo and Yongfeng County Magistrate Feng Yi to come in and scold him.

"I remember Haotian sells salt and does not sell iron, so why do I become interested in iron factories?"

Yang Hao asked quietly, feeling excited in his heart that he couldn't help but come. Yu Chong was complaining that there was not enough iron, so Wu Chenglong sent the iron factory here. Yang Hao thought of Meng Yao again. Although she could choke her words, she could bring great benefits to herself every time she came. Last time it was a blanket factory, and this time it was an iron factory.

Could this be the legendary goddess of luck?

"Recently, the imperial court has changed the salt and iron envoy. Of course, those who can sit in this position have very deep backgrounds. The new salt and iron envoy Wu Qimei was born in a Jinshi of the Niu Party, but she has never been successful. After Wu Chen introduced him to join Qiu Shiliang's disciple. Qiu Shiliang has long been dissatisfied with the Niu Party controlling the salt and iron envoy. He has only suffered from the Niu Party's operation in two categories for many years, and its forces were mixed, and the wind and fire could not touch its roots, so he has not taken action for a long time. Wu Qimei has been the deputy envoy of the Salt and Iron Envoy, and knows very well about these two categories.

"Qiu Shiliang used his sword to kill the Niu Party without a place to stop him, and the giant businessmen who depended on the Niu Party had nowhere to hide. They either changed their ranks, depended on the eunuchs, or took business and absconded with money. Haotian took the opportunity to buy at the bottom and took over several iron factories in Guanzhong. He was considered to have officially entered this industry."

Yang Hao then realized that he was the toad who was watching the sky in a well. He thought he knew everything about the world, but in fact he could only see one acre of land in Fengzhou.

"Do you think the black iron factory is blocking the way for money?"

"That's natural. They don't have to pay taxes and use slave labor in large quantities. The cost of regular iron plants is far higher than that of them, and they can't beat them anyway."

Seeing that Yang Hao was still hesitating, Wu Chenglong thought that he was worried that the black iron factory’s background was complicated and difficult to mess with, he said, “The boss behind this black iron factory is just a few small characters of the Niu Party. Wu Qimei took office and all three fires were burned on them, and they were too busy to take care of themselves. The so-called wall fell and everyone pushed them, and they didn’t push them. Taking advantage of the opportunity of the Niu Party’s self-care, it would be beneficial but not harmless.”
Chapter completed!