Because Song Dinghan had been informed before leaving the United States, and he had always been contacted by telegraph when he was on the ship, Song Dinghan had been waiting there for a long time when the freighter arrived in Yucheng.

"Ding Han, it's been a long time." Looking at Song Dinghan's thin face on the dock as in the past, Yan Guang really felt very kind.

"I haven't seen each other in more than half a year, boss, to be exact." Looking at Yan Guang on the deck, Song Dinghan also smiled slightly.

After signaling the workers he brought to work with the crew of the ship to transport the machines and guns down, Song Dinghan and Yan Guang stepped aside.

"How was the company during my absence? Nothing happened, right? After coming to a seat and sitting down, Yan Guang asked.

"Nothing, the company has developed smoothly during the time you have been gone, and after recruiting more than 20,000 workers, the machines you bought from Shanghai have all been put into use, but..." To be honest, I was surprised when I saw your name in the newspaper. ”

Yan Guang smiled awkwardly. "Isn't I afraid of your objections?" In fact, until the discovery of Huasheng No. 3, Yan Guang did not tell Song Dinghan that he had gone to Mexico to find oil. waited until almost all the world's newspapers published the matter of Huasheng No. 3, and there was really no way to hide it, Yan Guang learned about Song Dinghan through the telegram.

Looking at Yan Guang's embarrassed appearance, Song Dinghan just smiled and didn't say anything.

In any case, Yan Guang is his boss, and he is just a part-time worker, he has no position and no qualification to say what the boss wants to do with his own money, of course, the most important thing is that his boss succeeded.

At this time, ten retired officers recruited by Yan Guang from Germany came over, and as soon as he saw them, Yan Guang was like seeing a life-saving straw, and hurriedly introduced Song Dinghan. "Let me introduce to you, this is Lieutenant Colonel Sunil, who used to be a regimental commander of the German Army, and this is..."

After learning that Song Dinghan was the general manager of the company, Sunil hurriedly stepped forward to say hello in English, after all, Song Dinghan would be their second boss in the future.

Song Dinghan used to work in a textile factory in Shanghai, and he also had dealings with many foreigners, so although he is not as fluent in English as the British and Americans, but...

Isn't Sunil also German? Both of them speak the same English, so it sounds very compatible.

Taking advantage of what Song Dinghan and Sunil said was very speculative, Yan Guang hurriedly flashed aside.

Two hours later, after all the equipment and guns were loaded into the carriage, Yan Guang said goodbye to the captain, and then returned to Chengdu with Song Dinghan in the carriage.

"Boss, after you go back, you'd better go to the Governor's Mansion and the Prefect's Yamen to have a look..."On the carriage, when Yan Guang closed his eyes to recuperate, Song Dinghan said suddenly.

"What do you mean?" Yan Guang was a little confused.

"That's right, that means." Then Song Dinghan explained. "Although people all over the country who know about this matter are now guessing who this Chinese named Yan Guang is, people who have been in contact with you can still easily guess that it is you..." Song Dinghan's voiceover, which naturally includes Zhao Erfeng and Yu Zongtong.

"But didn't the governor and the prefect confiscate my money in the first place?" Yan Guang was a little confused.

Song Dinghan shook his head and sighed. "Trees always have to be planted before they can bear fruit, so it's impossible to plant them here and there, and cut down the branches to burn them for firewood, right?" In other words, Yan Guang's fruit tree was already fruit-picking in the eyes of Zhao Erfeng, Yu Zongtong and others.

Yan Guang thought about it and understood, this is the same as killing a pig to fatten, and now that his pig is fat enough, he seems a little unfamiliar without expressing it.

After returning to Chengdu, Yan Guang first watched the goods on the carriage be transported into the warehouse, and then went to the prefect's yamen and the governor's palace with the packed red envelopes.

After seeing Yu Zongtong, Yan Guang just took out a red envelope from his arms after just greeting him, and then slowly pushed it to Yu Zongtong's hand.

Yu Zongtong took the envelope and took a look, it contained a silver ticket of 200,000 taels, to be honest, it was really difficult to be the prefect in the provincial capital, the income of 200,000 taels was already the largest since Zongtong took office, so after putting the envelope in his arms, Yu Zongtong's attitude towards Yan Guang became more and more cordial.

After bidding farewell to Yu Zongtong, Yan Guang rushed to the governor's palace in a carriage, and after handing a silver ticket of fifty taels to the porter, Yan Guang soon saw Zhao Erfeng.

After seeing Zhao Erfeng, Yan Guang first thanked the Governor for taking care of the company during the time he was away, and then took out a red envelope from his arms and pushed it over just like when he saw Yu Zongtong.

This time the envelope was no longer containing 200,000 taels, but 500,000 taels, after all, the energy of the governor and the prefect were different.

Chengdu has a prefect and a governor, and anyone who has a brain will go to the governor, so Zhao Erfeng is not like Yu Zongtong who has never seen the world, and he just nodded with satisfaction after accepting the silver ticket.

In fact, unlike what Song Dinghan thought, Zhao Erfeng and Yu Zongtong did not associate Yan Guang with the person who drilled oil in Mexico, or the two of them didn't know about it at all, so Song Dinghan and Yan Guang were in vain.

However, seeing Yan Guang personally send it up, Zhao Erfeng and Yu Zongtong were still relatively happy, and felt that Yan Guang had not lived up to their careful care.

It's just that when they knew that Yan Guang could earn at least one-third of the income of the Manchu Dynasty political axe a year, that is, 100 million taels of silver, what would Yu Zongtong and Zhao Erfeng's faces look like.

However, it is impossible for them to know, because even Song Dinghan did not know about this matter, and the agreement between Yan Guang and Standard Oil was absolutely confidential, and even those pervasive American reporters thought that Yan Guang had bought the land on less harsh terms by Standard Oil.

After all, in the eyes of American journalists, Yan Guang is just a Chinese.

In addition, none of the people Yan Guang brought to Mexico at the beginning could speak English, so unless Standard Oil was deliberately leaked, no one would know Yan Guang's current net worth.

It's not that Yan Guang can't trust others, but the amount of 100 million taels of silver is too huge, and he is now just a businessman, in China controlled by the Manchus, if his net worth is known, the consequences will be a hundred times more terrible than when he was in Mexico...

Compared with the capitalists in Mexico, these Manchu officials were jackals who ate people and did not spit out bones.

So, at least before the Xinhai Revolution, Yan Guang didn't intend to let anyone know about it.

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