It was exactly what I expected. Due to the rising tensions in Europe, countries are preparing for war intensively.

And Alessandro Engels, who is a supplier of military uniforms, was also urgently recalled!

So he was anxious to sell the backlog of cloth in his hand in one batch. This gave us the opportunity to reduce the price, and under the skillful negotiation of Chen Shouting, a business genius, we finally got this batch of cloth at an ultra-low price of one-third of the total price.

The low price is far beyond our expectations. As long as I talk about the order for military uniforms here, it will be really difficult to make money this time!

The tasks of the two eldest brothers have been completed very well, and the grey cloth has been transported back to Jinan Hongju Printing and Dyeing Factory, and Chen Shouting is stepping up the renovation and dyeing.

Zhang Mazi's task was completed even better, he found a closed spinning mill and bought it for only 100,000 silver dollars. The factories are ready-made, right on the Huangpu River, next to the water terminal, and not far from the railway station. Freight is very convenient. The factory itself is a large spinning mill workshop, and the structure does not need to be changed, as long as it is slightly sorted out and a sewing machine is added.

When everything is ready, the order is missing. And the negotiation of my order here has been delayed.

It wasn't that British Consul Bafur (British Consul General in Shanghai) was looking for trouble. Tempted by my promise of a £1 kickback for each uniform, the British, who had come by military training, had long since fallen to our side.

(Nonsense!) £1 each, 120,000 uniforms, that's £120,000! The 120,000 pounds of this period was fatal for a consul who was born into a military force! ）

The biggest obstacle is the British military, which does not trust China's production capabilities and is afraid that the quality will not be up to par.

But the money-driven Mr. Consul gave full play to his initiative, mobilized all kinds of relations in the country, and finally won the order for the uniforms after promising a large number of benefits, and receiving my affirmation that the rebate would be increased to 2 pounds.

Although the rebate payment has been increased, the benefits are also clear. As the saying goes, wool comes out of the sheep.

Our initial offer was £10 cheaper than the British military's domestic purchases of uniforms. After promising a rebate, my offer was only £7 lower than the domestic offer in the UK, and I won the order.

Rebates were given inside and out, not only did not reduce profits, but increased them by another £1.

Originally, my profit was £8 per set, and now our profit is £9 per uniform, which means that after the delivery of 120,000 uniforms, we can make a profit of £1.08 million from the British.

That's a lot of money, it's just a single business! When will the Chinese earn £1.08 million from the British? That's 10.8 million oceans (1 pound was exchanged for 10 oceans at that time.) ）！ ~~~~~~No! Before 1914, not once. It's finally time to see the money back! I saw that foreigners continue to loot wealth from China, and this time we also make foreigners' money! Not only am I excited! After Chen Shouting heard that he had won the order, he was even more excited to jump straight up in Jinan.

At this point, all the most difficult levels of this business have been won, and all that remains is to buy machines and recruit female workers.

But what we never expected was that it was precisely the thing that we thought was the least difficult. But it stuck in our business process. The matter happened to the Shanghai gangster Xiao Qisan at this time.

The recruitment office in Zhabei District, Shanghai, ran into big trouble.

At this time, I was in the company that sold sewing machines, and I was surprised to see the two prototypes in front of me.

A foot-operated sewing machine and an electric sewing machine! Electric sewing machine ??? I'm completely messy~~~ I'm really in the Republic of China in 1914?

I don't really have any information about this in my memory. The first electric sewing machine I saw in my previous life was in 1993, so I always thought it was invented during that period.

So when I saw this electric sewing machine, I was completely stunned. Through the explanation of the sales manager, I learned that in 1889, Singer Company of the United States made the world's first electric sewing machine.

When I saw the prototype in front of me, I laughed at my ignorance! Faint! Don't think that just because you're crossing over, you know everything! At the same time, I am wary that I have been a little inflated lately! ~~~~~~

In the end, after many comparisons and comprehensive consideration of the existing national conditions, I still decided to buy a pedal sewing machine.

When I was talking to the manager about the maintenance of the later stage, Xiao Dezi came to me sweating profusely.

"Second young master, the recruitment office has been smashed!"

Well!??? I was stunned! What's the situation? Except for the Japanese, I didn't offend anyone in Shanghai!

Why was the recruitment office smashed when I recruited a worker?

Anyway, now that the sewing machine procurement negotiation, the general direction has been set. It doesn't matter if I'm here or not, I'll leave Mr. Yu to deal with the rest. Alas! No one is available! I am in dire need of available talent right now.

followed Xiao Dezi and came to the recruitment office of our company in Zhabei District, only to see that the recruitment office was messy. The newly recruited clerk was beaten on the head and bled out.

But what reassures me is that it is all some skin trauma. It seems that the other party did not make a dead hand.

"Who is the other party?"

"Boss! It's a member of the Green Gang. They said it was just a warning. If you don't visit the pier again, you will be allowed to get out of Shanghai Beach! He also said that you should go to Paramount at 9:00 a.m. tomorrow to meet their boss. ”

As soon as I heard this, I understood. It turned out that the gang was collecting protection money. Hehe--- these social dregs are indispensable at all times.

I'm trying to find a reason to kill more! You hit me right on the muzzle. Count you out of luck!

Since I came back from Hongkou last time, I have made a new discovery about space.

The energy generated by the absorption of space by living beings is gathered in the energy pool on the altar. The absorption of non-living matter, the energy generated, is returned to the land of space.

And with the absorption of energy, the space will gradually open up all functions. It's just that there is not enough energy right now, and many functions are dormant.

And I was pleasantly surprised. When I like a substance in my heart. The space refused to be absorbed, and when the Japanese room was cleaned up in Hongkou District, all the substances thrown into the space were absorbed, and only the yen was left. It turns out that the space knows from my consciousness that I like money, so I don't absorb coins, he doesn't care what country money he has.

I was pleasantly surprised by the discovery, which means that my empty space is not just a garbage disposal plant, but also a super storage space.

I'll just say how can my space be so! It turned out that I, the master, was too lazy to actively develop his abilities! It's really developed this time!

Space needs energy upgrades. And the energy that is most beneficial to him is the life energy that is most lacking in the universe. That's the rhythm that forces me to kill! ~~~~~~

So, after returning from Hongkou District, I had the intention of cleaning up the increasing number of Japanese ronins and Black Dragon Society members in Shanghai, so that the space could absorb more energy and open up more functions. However, I was worried that so many Japanese would disappear at once, and I was afraid of arousing the vigilance of the Japanese authorities, so I hesitated and did not take action.

It's okay now, and the little deflated three dozes were given a pillow. I even cleaned up the Japanese with these social residues, creating the illusion of a triad fight, so that there would be no worries. Hello, hello everyone! Better space! Hehe! Perfect!

"I see. You go to the wound first, and then you continue to recruit in the afternoon. I will negotiate with the Qinggang side, and you can rest assured that you can recruit me well. In addition, I will recruit another 500 young and strong people, who must be innocent, and those in the countryside will be preferred. The priority of the style, the priority of the family! That's it for now! ”

After instructing the staff, I walked out of the recruitment office. Through this incident of the underworld collecting protection money. I realized that I had to build a factory protection team. Therefore, he also instructed to recruit an additional 500 young and strong men.

Beckoning a rickshaw, I continued to the French Concession.

Alas! You have to buy a car. The net delay of running back and forth is time. Just buy one for the old man and the old lady in the capital, the eldest brother is the head of the family, and he also has to get one.

Forehead! ~~~ I seem to have to get two, one in Shanghai and one in Beijing, OK! So decided! We're rich now!

Sitting on the rickshaw, swaying and drowsy! But in my heart, I was thinking about buying a car. At present, it seems that the Ford car is the best, and I don't know whether to give it to consignment or not. Thinking has turned again

Paramount is a comprehensive entertainment complex in Shanghai, designed by Chinese architect Liú Yang, known as "the first song and dance hall in the East". The building has three floors. The ground floor is a kitchen and storefront, the second floor is a dance floor and banquet hall, and the third floor is a hotel.

This is one of the famous gold caves in old Shanghai. The monthly income of the dancers who work here is more than ten times that of the ordinary employees in the old Shanghai. Therefore, the vain women who are a little beautiful in Shanghai are eager to be Paramount dancers.

At this time, I was standing in front of the door of this so-called "Oriental No. 1 Dance Hall". It's funny to look at the wonder of the door that you can't see in modern society.

In the morning, there were a row of short-dressed scoundrels standing at the door, looking like the eldest and his second.

I really want to laugh at this time! In the past, I could only see the scene of underworld negotiations from film and television dramas. At this point, I'm kind of there, and I'm still in it. The world is impermanent, and sometimes you can't help yourself.

"Nong is here for the appointment?" A little deflated three, coming out of the door asked. It seems to be a rumor.

I ignored the little thug. Who are you? How can you be qualified to talk to Young Master Ben! Continue to lead the four bodyguards to the door.

"Nong, little red guy! Ask Nong? Xiao Qisan stopped doing it and spat foul language. My face darkened, and I said to two of the bodyguards:

"Wang Er, pockmarks! Give me a slap! Since you can't speak, it's useless to talk about it. "I came today, and I didn't plan to be good.

"Yes! Master! ”

Wang Er grabbed Xiao Qisan with one grab, and Mazi immediately started to fan. The first slap was full of blood and three teeth. Look at the joke! Lian Jiazi didn't spare any effort, how could it be just red and swollen?! Straight to the scrap.

The little deflated Sanyi at the door saw that in his own territory, his own people were beaten. It's worth it! The cries of the riot arose.

"Bang ~~~~~" A gunshot rang out, and I saw that the bodyguard Li Siyi saw a posture surrounding him, and directly shot at the sky to warn. The little deflated three who were shouting at the door suddenly lost their voices collectively.

Although guns are rampant in the Republic of China, it is not something you can afford to buy! In Shanghai in 1914, the triad was still dominated by knives and axes. Only the personal bodyguards of those gangsters were equipped with guns by their bosses.

Therefore, at this time, these low-level cannon fodder Xiao Qisan, who "occupy the stage", stopped their movements, they knew the power of the gunfire, and they were afraid that their actions would be too big to attract guns.

The bodyguard Mazi did not stop the movements in his hands, and continued to fan the big-eared melon seeds back and forth. Nonsense! The young master didn't shout to stop! He dares to stop?! Seeing that Xiao Qisan has more air out and less air intake.

"Mako! Come on! "I shouted to stop pockmarking.

After Mazi stopped, the bodyguard Wang Er directly threw Xiao Qisan into the crowd like throwing a sack piece.

"Wow! The little brother is majestic enough! Dare to go wild on the territory of our Green Gang! A voice with a northern accent rang out at the staircase of the banquet hall on the second floor.