Wang Mo knew very well in his heart that in order to complete the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation, it is absolutely not enough to strengthen the army, and it is also indispensable to revitalize industry and commerce and develop the national economy.

To be honest, as for how to revitalize industry and commerce, Wang Mo thinks that it is okay to have a little grasp of the macro level, after all, he has a historical trajectory to learn from in the era of the information explosion. However, if it is specific to various practices, he may not be able to do better than the people of this era.

Zhang Jian is different, he can fight his way out of the life and death under the encirclement and suppression of foreign capital and bureaucratic capital, and his ability to set up industries is beyond doubt.

If there is an industrialist like Zhang Jian to help, then Wang Mo's plans to revitalize industry and commerce and develop the national economy will definitely achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Wang Haoshan on the side said: "That's right, Mr. Zhang, don't you know, Mo'er has always attached great importance to setting up an industry. When he was in Luzhou, in order to set up a factory, Mo'er did not hesitate to go all the way to Shanghai to invite people back to Sichuan, and also organized these people to set up a Sichuan Industrial and Commercial Association. ”

Perhaps because he is a big boss, Wang Haoshan respects Zhang Jian, the former champion of the Qing Dynasty, and of course hopes that Zhang Jian can join the Wang family's camp.

"Sichuan Industry and Commerce Association, the old man has also heard of it, I heard that they have launched fierce competition with foreigners in various markets such as grain, coal, cloth and shipping in Hubei, and the reputation of domestic products has soared, but I didn't expect them to be helped by the young marshal." Zhang Jian nodded, looking quite emotional. In the past few years, if he could have the help of an official force like Wang Mo like the Sichuan Industry and Commerce Association, why would he have been so difficult and subjected to bullying and exploitation by foreigners and bureaucrats.

"Mr. has an overreputation, it's not much help, I didn't do anything, I just gave them a chance to compete fairly with foreigners." Wang Mo replied.

Hearing Wang Mo's words. Even Zhang Jian, who has been through the world for a long time, inevitably showed a trace of bitterness, shook his head slightly, and sighed: "Since the opening of the country in the First Sino-Japanese War, this 'fair competition' is such a luxury for China's local enterprises and businessmen. ”

The situation of the Chinese national capitalists in this era is difficult, and it is difficult for outsiders to truly understand it. There is bureaucratic exploitation inside. There are foreign suppression and obstacles, and it is very difficult for national enterprises to even survive, let alone develop and grow, and compete with foreigners.

"Sir, there is no need to be sentimental, with the help of the Battle of Qingdao, we have successfully recovered the actual control of the customs, which is very beneficial to the development of our industry and commerce. In the next few days, on behalf of the Autonomous Government of the Southern United Provinces, I will convene the senior industrial and commercial leaders of the southern provinces to discuss how to revitalize industry and commerce. Please also come and give me advice. Wang Mo bowed to Zhang Jian again.

When it comes to the repossession of the actual control of the customs, Zhang Jian is also excited, and no one understands the importance of the customs better than him, a person who has set up an industry, and he happily responds without thinking about it: "The recovery of the customs is indeed a great opportunity for China's industry and commerce. Since the young marshal can afford to be an old man, he should do his part. ”

"Big marshal, young marshal, Mr. Zhang. The banquet for the young marshal has been prepared, should we move to the restaurant? Nanjing Mayor Wang Kefeng came over and asked for instructions.

Although Wang Mo doesn't like to be too extravagant and wasteful. But he didn't refuse Wang Kefeng's gestures, nodded slightly, and then said to Zhang Jian: "Sir, let's go together, I still want to talk to Mr. about convening a joint meeting of industry and commerce in the southern provinces." ”

Subsequently, a number of high-ranking military and political officials in Nanjing left the Xiaguan wharf in a majestic manner. Go to Wang Mo's reception banquet.

Perhaps in order to express their welcome to Wang Mo's entry into Nanjing, seeing Wang Mo and a group of senior military and political officials in Nanjing returning to the city, tens of thousands of Nanjing citizens around them sounded gongs and drums again, fired fireworks and salutes, and watched Wang Mo and others leave the Xiaguan Wharf.

At this time. On the river not far from Shimonoseki Wharf, on a special small steamer, several special guests were watching the extremely lively scene at Shimonoseki Wharf with complicated expressions.

"Since ancient times, those who win the hearts of the people win the world. Perhaps the Wang family is a warlord, but with such strong support from the Chinese people, it may not be impossible to replace Beiyang. An old man standing on the deck of the small steamer sighed slightly.

A young man next to the old man said, "Sa Lao, do you mean that our navy is going to be on the side of the Wang family?" ”

Before the old man could answer, a middle-aged man stood up and retorted, "On the side of the Wang family? Jokes, the Wang family is only a local warlord at best, can it resist the Beiyang Army going south, why should our navy take refuge in the Wang family? ”

The young man immediately said: "The ports along the southern coast have all been controlled by the Wang family, and now it is not a question of whether our navy will take refuge in the Wang family, but how the Wang family will deal with us." ”

"We are subordinate to the Admiralty of the Central Government in Beijing, what authority does the Wang family have to dispose of us? If the Wang family wants to annex our navy, I don't believe that President Yuan Da can sit idly by. The middle-aged man said angrily.

The young man smiled coldly and said, "Although we are a navy, we are only a few gunboats and hundreds of officers and soldiers, do you think President Yuan will pay much attention to us?" Even if you want to praise Yuan Shikai's stinky feet, he may not be happy to give you this opportunity. ”

"You" middle-aged man trembled with anger.

"Okay, what's the noise, the old man is not dead yet!" The old man shouted to stop the quarrel between the two, but in the end, he did not make it clear which side he supported, but only ordered the little steamer to return to the ship with a heavy heart

Just when Wang Mo and a group of high-ranking military and political officials in Nanjing were laughing and laughing at the banquet, there was an undercurrent surging in an inconspicuous alley in the east of Nanjing.

Dozens of men armed with short guns and dressed vigorously sneaked silently in the alley, gradually surround a house in the alley.

"Are you sure that the commander of the Oriental assassination operation is hiding here?" Tan Ping, the leader of the Nanjing Operations Group of the Secret Service Division, asked coldly, his tone full of Ling Ran's murderous intent.

Yang Chengfeng nodded very affirmatively and replied: "It must be here, our people have dressed up as police officers to go in and test, the head of the household is indeed a native of Nanjing, but the accents of the other people in the house are obviously not quite right, and they don't dare to speak very secretly." Moreover, the interrogation information of the two Oriental dead men is synthesized. The stronghold of the Oriental people is indeed near here, and we finally locked it down through layers of investigations, and we can't go wrong! ”

"Then act, I'd rather kill the wrong one than let it go!" With a wave of his right hand, Tan Ping ordered the action team to carry out operations.

Immediately, dozens of special service officers of the operation group were deployed in accordance with the predetermined plan of action. Blocking the entrance and exit, climbing over the fence and entering the house, the action is agile and orderly.

On the second floor of the house, Shinsuke Kimura anxiously paced back and forth, constantly pulling out his pocket watch to check the time over and over again.

"Maybe they have encountered some accident and delayed time, but it may not be a failure of the operation, and the chief should not be so worried." Taro Asano reassured.

That's right, the command of the Japanese assassination of Wang Mo was none other than the spies Kimura Shinsuke and Asataro, who were familiar with Wang Mo and the Sichuan army. The Japanese specially transferred these two people to carry out the assassination operation, which shows that they hate Wang Mo to the core. How much I want to put Wang Mo to death.

Taro Asano's consolation not only did not reassure Kimura Shinsuke, but instead made him more and more anxious, and immediately reprimanded: "Stupid, since the scheduled return time has passed, and there is no large-scale martial law and search in Nanjing City, I am afraid that those wastes will be quietly cleaned up by the people of China without even approaching the dock." ”

Hearing this, Taro Asano's color suddenly changed, and he exclaimed: "How is this possible, the defense of the Shina people can't be so thorough!" Could it be that the secret spy organization set up by Wang Mo has noticed our assassination? ”

"No, I can't. The assassination operation is likely to have failed, and the Secret Service may track it down at any time. It's not safe here. We must evacuate immediately! Kimura Shinsuke immediately said that as soon as the scheduled time for the assassination team to return to life had passed, he was extremely anxious in his heart, and it was only because he was lucky that he continued to stay for more than half an hour.

As soon as Kimura Shinsuke's words fell, a Japanese shout suddenly came from downstairs: "What person? ”

Not good!

As soon as I heard this sentence in Japanese, I drank violently. Shinsuke Kimura immediately understood that this was the subordinates downstairs warning him that there was an irresistible enemy invasion.

Bang-bang-bang

Fierce gunfire rang out, mixed with the sounds of fighting and smashing furniture.

Taro Asano and Shinsuke Kimura rushed to the window as soon as possible, opened the curtains and looked out.

Seeing the black-armed gunmen who kept rushing into the courtyard, Taro Asano said with an anxious expression: "It's not good. It's a member of the secret service of China, Your Excellency, you quickly withdraw from the secret passage, I will attract the people of China to buy time! ”

Taro Asano stayed behind to play cover, giving Shinsuke Kimura time to withdraw from the secret passage, which was a pre-planned retreat plan.

Therefore, Kimura Shinsuke didn't say anything, but solemnly promised: "Asano-kun, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of your family!" ”

With that, Shinsuke Kimura opened the closet, opened a secret door, and entered the secret passage leading to the house next door.

Resetting the wardrobe, a flash of madness flashed on Asano's face, took out an explosive bag and tied it to his body, then pulled out a pistol, rushed to the staircase, and repeatedly pulled the trigger and shot wildly at the secret service officers who were about to attack the second floor.

Bang-bang-bang-bang-

The secret service officers then fired intensively at Taro Asano, and more than a dozen bullets turned Taro Asano into a bloody man on the spot.

"His Majesty the Emperor onboard, the Great Japanese Empire onboard!" Covered in blood, Taro Asano shouted frantically with his last breath before pulling the explosive bag strapped to his body.

Boom -

A violent explosion rang out, followed by huge waves of smoke and dust and debris from countless wooden staircase handrails

After half a day's entertainment, Wang Mo and his family were able to return to their new home in Nanjing, the former Qing Liangjiang Governor's Mansion.

Not long after returning home, Wang Haoshan couldn't wait to call Wang Mo to the study for discussion. To tell the truth, he was born as a former Qing outpost chief, and he commanded half of China at once, and he felt very pressured and urgently needed Wang Mo's guidance and help.

"Mo'er, recently, many people below have urged me to form a political party, so that I can not only integrate the political forces of the southern provinces, but also compete with the Beiyang Division, what do you think?" Wang Haoshan asked. (To be continued......)