In the carriage, Zhu Jialiang looked at the Western-style cowhide box in front of him a little nervously.

He clearly knows what is in it, 200,000 Citibank silver dollar bills, what is the concept of 200,000?

200,000 yuan is enough for a person to squander his life.

Plainly, Zhu Jialiang didn't know how much money the young master brought with him every time he went out, but this time, he saw with his own eyes that the young master put the money into the box, and along the whole way, Zhu Jialiang felt that his palms were sweating, and every time the carriage stopped, he would touch his hand behind his waist, for fear that something would happen.

For the first time, Zhu Jialiang felt unprecedented pressure and nervousness, in case he let outsiders know...... 200,000 is enough to make people feel murderous.

glanced at the young master, the young master still looked like he didn't care at all, it seemed that this little money was not in the eyes of the young master, but when he went out, Zhu Jialiang vaguely heard the young master say that this time the family was going to be empty.

What is the young master going to do with so much cash?

Sensing the nervousness in Zhu Jialiang's expression, Chen Moran smiled disapprerovitously.

"Jialiang, don't worry, the money is dead, people...... It's alive! ”

Although he said so, Chen Moran didn't think so in his heart, after all, this is almost all the family funds, or the silver dollar bills that were just exchanged for dollars from Citibank today, and the only use of the $200,000 banknotes is to calculate the law of the issuance of US dollars.

After those dollars have fulfilled his mission, they can naturally be used for other things, such as ...... Just then, the carriage stopped

"Young Master, the Commercial Press has arrived!"

Located in Yanjing Road Qingshunli Commercial Press is the modern printing and publishing institutions, the largest, far-reaching, in the development of China's modern printing and publishing industry outstanding contributions to the private printing and publishing enterprises, its emergence broke the Meihua Library, the declaration of the museum dominated by foreigners monopoly of China's modern printing industry, to promote the development of China's modern printing industry, in later generations it almost represents the symbol and power of the comprehensive rise of the Chinese national modern printing industry.

It was morning, but the Commercial Press was alive and well, with staff in suits or robes walking back and forth in the twelve-room offices, and more people leaning on their desks as if proofreading manuscripts.

Da, Da......

The sound of crutches sounded in the office, and occasionally someone looked up, only to see two people walking one after the other, walking in front of a young man in a suit with short hair, he was on crutches, his legs and feet seemed to be a little inconvenient, and the young man with the suitcase behind him was also wearing a suit, and the black suit, black coat, and black top hat on the two were not conspicuous in Shanghai.

Unlike the glances of these people, from the moment he entered the Commercial Press, Chen Moran looked at this printing house, which is the largest Chinese-funded printing company in Shanghai and even in the country, but at this time his scale is obviously not comparable to that of a few decades later.

Holding the manuscript he had just sent, as soon as he walked out of the office, Xia Ruifang saw these two people, the person walking in front was on crutches, looking at the busy staff of the printing house with interest, in order to save expenses, he did not hire a full-time reception staff, so he walked forward by himself.

"This gentleman, Xia Ruifang, the manager of the Contemptible Printing Library, I don't know what Mr. has to do!"

"Contemptible Chen Moran!"

He clasped his hands into fists and bowed.

"Manager of the local Tan Kee Printing Factory!"

Peer! Chen Ji Printing Factory? I don't seem to have heard of it, maybe it's a newly opened printing factory.

Xia Ruifang's sudden visit made Xia Ruifang feel a little surprised, although as the saying goes, peers are enemies, but he never thought so, after all, today is not the same as the past, and this industry is different from other industries.

"I don't know what Mr. Chen is here today, why is he here?"

As he spoke, Xia Ruifang made a gesture and led Chen Moran towards his office.

"After returning a year ago, I have done a survey of your museum, although the books printed by your museum, such as "Huaying Beginner" and "Huaying Advanced", are deeply welcomed, but limited by capital, machinery and technology, it has not been able to expand business."

Chen Moran said quietly, all those who learn printing in later generations know that Xia Ruifang is this person, he is by no means the kind of old scholar in the old days, his mind is sensitive, his surname is sincere, he can recognize people, he can use people, he is really a rare talent, and his courage and business vision are beyond the reach of others.

This sentence really talks about Xia Ruifang's psychology, limited by the capital press business can not be expanded, is a piece of his heart, outsiders are his general manager and proofreader, and "style old man" (at the end of each month to collect accounts in person), and procurement, and "out of the store" (with paper to take the sampan to the Pudong stackhouse to pick up), can do anything. In fact, the root cause was to save money, although on the other side, he spared no expense to hire the personnel needed by the printing house.

Expanding the business requires more machines, more compilers, more proofreaders, and all of this ultimately comes down to one problem: money. And that's exactly what the Commercial Press can't offer at the moment.

"Asking someone to compile the "Huaying Dictionary" from the first book of Guiyin Bookstore "Huaying Beginner" and publishing China's first grammar book "Ma's Wentong" all require courage, so I am very optimistic about the development prospects of your library!"

Hearing this, Xia Ruifang's face changed slightly, and he vaguely understood the meaning of the person in front of him, he wanted to acquire the Commercial Press, and the smile on his original face also retracted.

Founded by the Commercial Press, Xia Ruifang seized the opportunity of the Guangxu Emperor to let officials learn English, so that the business quickly shifted from a simple printing industry to a higher-level publishing industry, and the factory site was moved from a small alley in the middle of nowhere to the street, expanding from three to 12 rooms. In order to develop the library, Shen Zhifang was first hired as a business consultant, and he paid 50 yuan per month for carriages and horses.

A few years ago, he hired Zhang Yuanji, who was born in Hanlin and was dismissed for participating in the Wuxu Reform, and completely trusted and relied on Zhang Yuanji to create an unprecedented compilation office, from compiling textbooks to publishing magazines, so that business suddenly stood out from its peers.

"Mr. Chen, forgive me for being rude, the business has no intention of selling! If the gentleman is for business or visiting, the contemptible welcome, if it is for the purchase of business, the contemptible affairs are busy, please don't waste your words! ”

Although there was a fire in his heart, Xia Ruifang still held the etiquette during the words.

"Mr. Xia misunderstood!"

The other party's vigilance made Chen Moran shake his head.

"Based on the valuation of your original assets, the maximum capital is 40,000, but considering the prospects of your museum, I would like your museum to make a capital of 150,000, and an additional 50,000 yuan to make a capital of 200,000, and I myself will invest 200,000 yuan in your museum!"

Looking at the crutche-wielding tycoon in front of him, Xia Ruifang really couldn't figure out why this Chen Moran was willing to invest in the business library, although Xia Ruifang had been doing everything possible to expand the capital of the printing library, but most of the shareholders were literati.

There are few business tycoons who are interested in printing books and publishing, and this person in front of him is not only willing to buy shares, but also offers conditions that are far more generous than he imagined.

"200,000 yuan to participate in the shares, accounting for less than half of the shares, the company's manager and other affairs are responsible for Xia Ruifang, I supervise as a director, and usually do not participate in the company's operation."

When he said that, Chen Moran nodded to Zhu Jialiang behind him, and Zhu Jialiang hurriedly lifted the box in his hand on the table.

"Money, I've already brought!"

Chen Moran, who was sitting on a chair with a cane in both hands, looked at Xia Ruifang in front of him with a smile, the conditions he offered were very generous, so generous that no one would refuse, as long as he agreed......

Xia Ruifang looked at Chen Moran in front of him with a puzzled face, the conditions were too generous, and he couldn't help but doubt it, although he had some doubts in his heart, he didn't show any expression on his face.

"Mr. Chen, this condition is inevitably too generous!"

"Huh! Mr. Cuifang, I am optimistic about the development potential of your museum, and I am more optimistic about Mr. Cuifang's management ability, today I invested 200,000 yuan, maybe a few years later, the return to me is millions or maybe more! Moreover, the book printing industry is of great help to the Chinese people to study Western studies and promote new learning, and now the capital of our country occupied by the Eight-Nation Coalition Army is not unrelated to the ignorance of our people's thinking and the fact that Western learning is not extensive, and at this time when the nation is in peril, the wave of learning from the West initiated by the Chinese people is a good opportunity for the development of the book printing industry, so there is a lot to be done in the private and national investment in the book printing industry! ”

Although he said this, in fact, Chen Moran had another thought in his heart. The Commercial Press is now China's largest private printing office, with this director's identity, he can directly order special paper for printing money from foreign foreign companies in the name of the printing house, and even then he can directly set up a paper factory, the introduction of technology to produce printing paper, the history of the Commercial Press printing banknotes, printing securities should be eight years later, all the paper needed to print money is imported from foreign countries, and now, they are just a little ahead.

Listening to Chen Moran's words, Xia Ruifang's eyes lit up, and he looked at this young man who should only be thirty years old in surprise, this young man's thoughts were strikingly similar to his own, and after pondering for a few seconds, he stood up and stretched out his right hand.

"Mr. Chen, welcome to the Commercial Press!"

"Mr. Cuifang, I think this is one of the best decisions you will ever make!"

When shaking hands with Xia Ruifang, Chen Moran had a confident smile on his face. This confidence was also contagious to Xia Ruifang, who looked at the new director of the Press in front of him and smiled.