"Ziwen doesn't have to be like this, the implementation of education is a major matter for the benefit of the country and the people, how can I not allow it. In this way, two days later, on behalf of the school, I will contact and convene the previous classes of the Normal Institute and the graduates of this class to return to the school, and then you will be responsible for recruitment. Tang Wenzhi was also very happy, after all, not every graduate can find a good job with a high salary, and applying to Sichuan as a teacher can not only promote education, but also get a good salary, and those students are also happy.

Wang Mo was overjoyed, and hurriedly bowed down again to give a big gift: "Thank you, sir, it is a great blessing for Sichuan Shu to have the help of Mr.!" ”

Tang Wenzhi understood Wang Mo's excitement and joy very much, just smiled slightly and accepted Wang Mo's gift, and then said: "Since you have the heart to educate in Sichuan and Shu, someone may be able to help a lot." Cai Xiaomin has just returned to China recently, and he is now in Shanghai, he is the president of the China Education Association, and there are many talents in his pocket. If you're interested, I can introduce you to it. ”

Cai Xiaomin, Cai Yuanpei?

Wang Mo was suddenly stupid by this big pie that fell from the sky. What kind of person is Cai Yuanpei, this is a real heavyweight veteran of the implementation of China's new education, he served as the chief teacher of the special class of Nanyang College during the Wushu Reform, and began to devote himself to the implementation of new education. He founded the Patriotic Society, the Patriotic Girls' School, and founded and served as the president of the Chinese Education Association. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is full of peach and plum all over the world, especially Xinxue, whose influence is comparable to that of the actual Minister of Education.

If you can get the help of such an educator, not to mention the teachers of a few primary schools, the teachers who will be needed to build middle schools, universities and vocational schools all over Sichuan in the future, all of them are not a problem, how can this make Wang Mo not ecstatic?

"Intentional, of course intentional, and ask Mr. to help introduce you!" Wang Mo nodded hurriedly, looking impatient.

Tang Wenzhi was not surprised by Wang Mo's urgency, he deeply understood the hardships of running education, money is secondary, and teachers are the biggest constraints.

Leaving contact information, Wang Mo repeatedly thanked Tang Wenzhi, and then walked out of the Shanghai Higher Industrial School in good spirits.

Along the way, Wang Mo's smile did not decrease, making Chen Shi a little inexplicable, and asked, "Young Master, why are you so happy to pick up the gold ingot?" ”

Wang Mo laughed: "That's right, I'm picking up gold ingots, lots and lots of gold ingots, young master, I'm going to move them all back to Sichuan!" ”

Chen Shishi looked left and right, but he didn't see any gold ingots, and couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "The young master is deceiving people, how can there be any gold ingots." ”

Perhaps because he was in a good mood because he was about to loot a large number of educational talents, Wang Mo did not take the tram back to the hotel, but walked all the way to go shopping and enjoy the scenery of Shanghai during the Republic of China.

I have to say that whether it is Wang Mo from later generations, or Chen Shishi and special combat personnel who went out of Sichuan for the first time, the chic and prosperous shops, factories and dance halls of Shili Yangchang are all fresh and interesting. Especially Chen Shishi, like a child, excitedly looked here and there, for fear that others would not know that he was a dumpling and entered the city.

Occasionally walking by one or two blonde and blue-eyed foreigners, Chen Shishi suddenly pointed at the foreigners and exclaimed: "Young master, look, is that a foreigner, it looks so strange." ”

Chen Shishi raised his hand and pointed at it, so frightened that Wang Mo hurriedly pressed his hand pointing at the foreigner, so as not to attract the attention of others. This is not the southern Sichuan of the Wang family, this is the Shanghai concession where foreigners enjoy special national treatment, and if it causes the displeasure of foreigners, it will inevitably cause trouble. Although Wang Mo is not as afraid of foreigners as the people of this era, he doesn't want to get into disputes with foreigners for such a plain reason, after all, the business of coming to Shanghai has not yet been done.

In addition to this vignette, Wang Mo and his entourage had a lot of fun. Chen Shishi and the special combat team members were also eye-opening, before that, they had never seen such a prosperous city with many shops and buildings.

Wang Mo waved his hand, and specially gave everyone two oceans as consumption funds, and asked everyone to spend it, and it was best to bring back some gifts for relatives in Sichuan. After a while, Wang Mo and his entourage quickly took a lot of large bags and small bags, which attracted sideways glances from pedestrians on the street from time to time.

"There's a lot of people around there, I don't know what's going on? Master, I'll take a look. Chen Shishi pointed to a small alley on the other side of the street where the crowd was blocked, and then ran over with a puff of smoke.

Before Wang Mo could open his mouth to stop it, Chen Shi ran across the road, so he had to shake his head helplessly and follow. Chen Shishi is indeed a child, so he just goes to a crowded place to join in the fun.

Curiosity is also a kind of motivation, Chen Shi drilled in and out of the crowded crowd, and soon inquired about the reason and the beginning and end of the crowd blocking.

"Young master, these people are all female workers and family members of the Taihe Textile Factory, the owner of the textile factory owes them wages for several months, and when they heard that the factory was going to close down, they all rushed over to block the boss and ask for wages. The boss was too black-hearted, he hadn't been paid for several months, and he deserved to close down his factory. Chen Shi slapped and explained, and spit on the black-hearted boss who didn't pay his salary.

Wang Mo smiled and didn't say anything. This situation will not necessarily be the black heart of the textile factory owner. In this era, foreign goods poured into the Chinese market, and the environment for the survival and development of China's local national industries was extremely harsh, and few local national factories could withstand the impact of foreign goods and survive.

Taihe Textile Factory, closed down?

Wang Mo thought about it, and suddenly his heart moved. Since it is possible to recruit people in Shanghai to go back to Sichuan to run education, why can't we recruit people to go back to Sichuan to set up factories?

If "education to rejuvenate Sichuan" is a long-term plan, then "industrial rejuvenation" is a plan that can be effective in the short term. Heavy industry may have to be operated by official investment, but light industries such as textile mills can be developed by private enterprises, and the government can support and guide them in the early stage.

In Sichuan, it is difficult for Wang Mo to find a few capable and knowledgeable people to set up factories, but it is different in Shanghai, where there are many national capitalists who have the ability and ability to operate and set up industries, and it is a lot to grasp them with one hand.

Since it is rare to come here, the talents of education must be searched, and the talents who set up industries must also be searched, and Wang Mo is not willing to search for all kinds of talents in Shanghai and pack them back to Sichuan.

"Since we have caught up, then we will visit the owner of the Taihe textile factory who is anxious." Wang Mo smiled meaningfully, looking like a big bad wolf staring at Red Hat.

Indeed, as Wang Mo said, Qin Xianglin, the owner of Taihe Textile Factory, was anxious and embarrassed by the wage-seeking workers, hiding in the factory office and not daring to go out.

With a bang, the office door was violently pushed open without warning.

Qin Xianglin, who was distraught, was furious: "Bastard, don't you know to knock on the door?" ”

However, the next moment he saw clearly that it was his eldest son Qin Zhenpeng who pushed the door in, and Qin Xianglin couldn't scold anymore. Originally, he thought it was his secretary who came in, but then he remembered that five days ago, his secretary resigned because he felt that the Taihe textile factory was about to close.

"Dad, there's a group of Sichuan guys outside, saying they want to see you." Qin Zhenpeng's expression was anxious, and there seemed to be a hint of joy.

"No, no! What Sichuan guys, let them get out! Qin Xianglin shook his hand impatiently, he was annoying, how could he be in the mood to see someone.

As soon as he heard this, Qin Zhenpeng immediately became anxious: "But Dad, they said that there is a way to help our Taihe come back to life!" ”

"What?" Qin Xianglin immediately jumped up, "Are you right?" ”

Qin Zhenpeng nodded emphatically: "That's what they said. ”

Qin Xianglin's expression changed, and he couldn't figure out for a while whether these Sichuan Yankees were liars or had other plans, but after thinking about it, he still couldn't turn a blind eye to this last straw, so he decided to meet these Sichuan Yankees first and talk about the situation.

Of course, the Sichuan guy in Qin Zhenpeng's mouth was Wang Mo and others, and the two sides soon met in the living room of the textile factory.

Seeing the young Wang Mo, Qin Xianglin was not only not disappointed, but ecstatic in his heart. If it was an old fox in the shopping mall who eats people and doesn't spit out bones, he might be worried, but a young boy like Wang Mo is the real ideal financier.

"Prince Wang, I'm glad to be there!" Qin Xianglin arched his hands with a smile.

Wang Mo smiled slightly, and also arched his hand in return: "Director Qin, fortunately!" ”

"Wang Gongzi, please drink tea, this is the best Longjing that I have treasured for many years, try it." Qin Xianglin personally served Wang Mo a cup of tea, and his posture was very low, which was simply a posture to ask Wang Mo to offer up. The vast majority of sons are still very useful to this set, which is his experience for many years.

Wang Mo picked up the teacup and tasted it, and then said: "Director Qin, let's not talk about Taihe's matter for now." I would like to introduce myself and my family first, after all, only when we understand each other can we have a good cooperation. ”

"Prince Wang, please speak." Qin Xianglin pricked up his ears to listen, of course he also wanted to figure out Wang Mo's background and strength first, otherwise what would "bring Taihe back to life" Who knows if it is not an empty word?

"I am a soldier, a graduate of Baoding Military Academy!"

Wang Mo's first sentence made Qin Xianglin's eyelids jump, he couldn't have imagined that the boy in front of him turned out to be a soldier.

Wang Mo continued: "My father is also a soldier, and he has two well-equipped regiments under his command, which actually controls most of southern Sichuan. Well, in the words of the students who marched in the streets, my father was a warlord, a local warlord who single-handedly covered the sky in the southern Sichuan region. ”

Qin Xianglin was completely stunned, he couldn't imagine that a local warlord, or the son of a small warlord in a poor and remote area in Sichuan, would actually come to the door and tell him, "It can bring Taihe Textile Factory back to life."

What are you kidding, even if Wang Mo really has the money to come in to save Taihe, he won't dare to take it. Qin Xianglin's heart was cold, and he couldn't help but shudder when he thought of the unreasonable and terrible thing about the person carrying the gun. Even if Taihe Textile Factory goes bankrupt and closes down, he doesn't dare to have anything to do with these people with gun handles