Zhang Zuoxiang heard Zhang Tinglan's words, shook his head and smiled bitterly, and stretched out his rough hand and patted him on the shoulder dotingly.

"Tinglan, a whole division, tens of thousands of mouths, you should be three pieces and two pieces? What can you do as a child, it's not easy to rain pavilion! ”

Zhang Zuolin is well aware of the potential dangers of cooperation with Japan, but in his position, this may be the only option.

"Dad, take a look at this first."

Zhang Zuoxiang regarded Zhang Tinglan's words as child's play, but Zhang Tinglan was serious, "Dad, this is a cooperation agreement that I drafted with Fred, the manager of Daosheng Bank, if the matter can be done, Daosheng Bank will provide me with a low-interest loan of 1.2 million yuan, as long as I get this loan, I can completely solve the dilemma of the 27th Division." ”

Zhang Zuoxiang even felt that there was something wrong with his ears, how could it be so easy to get money these days, Zhang Zuolin was a dignified teacher, wanted to get hundreds of thousands, and asked the Japanese for alms. How could his son, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, get more than one million yuan, and it was a low-interest loan!

The sun is literally coming out of the west, when has China ever gotten low-interest loans for so many years, this foreigner believes in Buddhism! Zhang Zuoxiang was full of doubts, but he looked at the documents handed over by Zhang Tinglan.

Although Zhang Zuoxiang's education level is not high, it is written in black and white that if the preliminary work of the North Market is done, Daosheng Bank will provide Zhang Tinglan with a loan of 1 million Dayang to support the construction of the North Market.

After reading it several times in a row, this document doesn't look like a fake, but what is this North Market, Zhang Zuoxiang still doesn't know.

"Tinglan, what's going on with this North Market?"

"Dad, don't be busy, I'll get you a few drawings." Zhang Tinglan quickly ran to his room and took out a map of Fengtian and a few drawings he had drawn.

"Dad, you see this is the Shangfu land of Fengtian, and the north is the Imperial Temple, and I have planned an area around the Imperial Temple to build a new market, and I have temporarily named it the North Market. Mukden is the center of the three eastern provinces, and trade is very prosperous, and the specialties of the Northeast and foreign goods from overseas are all operated here. However, looking at the entire Mukden, the large commercial area only has the foreigner-controlled Shangfu land, and the Japanese-controlled Manchurian railway annex, and none of them are controlled by the Chinese themselves. Therefore, I want to develop a market for Fengtian people, which is bound to attract people from all walks of life. Once it is developed, the tax revenue alone is very staggering, not to mention feeding one twenty-seven division, even if it is another three or five divisions, there is no problem! ”

After Zhang Tinglan finished speaking, he took out some drawings, which he had drawn by hand in the past few days, including the overall plan, the layout of the road shops, and the specific bank settings of the department store. There is also a picture about street lamps and green spaces, which are everywhere in the city in later generations, and Zhang Tinglan easily drew a rough idea based on his memory.

These drawings looked extremely rough, but Zhang Zuoxiang was completely stunned, he never thought that an urban area could be built so neatly and beautifully. Especially with the heavy use of lights, this northern market will definitely become a city that never sleeps.

Zhang Zuoxiang was surprised by Zhang Tinglan's imagination on the one hand, and was stunned by the situation described by Zhang Tinglan on the other hand, such a market can actually feed several divisions, where is this still a market, it is simply a cornucopia.

"Tinglan, tell me, how do you make money?"

"The simplest thing is to collect taxes, whoever moves into the new market, will have to pay taxes to our 27th Division for daily operations; The second point is to sell land, after the development of the North Market, there must be an inch of land, and the land price has increased dozens of times, and it is very normal to have hundreds of times; The third point is to open banks and other financial institutions for direct operation, and when there is popularity here, wealth will also gather in large quantities. Fourth, we can set up a margin system, who wants to enter the market, must first pay a certain margin; Point 5......"

Zhang Tinglan was about to speak, but Zhang Zuoxiang waved his hand to stop: "Tinglan, I don't listen so much, just tell me how much money I can make?" ”

When Zhang Tinglan saw his father's appearance, he also guessed that the 27th Division was indeed very short of money at present, otherwise he would definitely not be so anxious.

"A certain amount of investment is needed in the early stage, it is difficult to make a profit within half a year, and it is necessary to put money inside, but after the situation is opened, Fengtian merchants of all sizes will take the initiative to send money to us, and I estimate that I can earn about one million in the first year, removing all kinds of investment and dividends, and the net profit that can be obtained should be more than 300,000! After getting on the right track, it is normal to have millions of dollars a year, or even more. ”

"Enough! Enough is enough! Zhang Zuoxiang pulled Zhang Tinglan up and said, "You take these things quickly, we will look for Yuting overnight, and he is probably not still undecided now!" Zhang Zuoxiang pulled his son and went straight to Zhang Zuolin's house.

The night has already fallen, the lights of Fengtian City are on, and all kinds of entertainment venues have opened their doors to welcome guests, which is very lively.

Zhang Zuoxiang and Zhang Tinglan didn't have the heart to look at this, their father and son called two rickshaws, and went straight to Zhang Zuolin's mansion one after the other, Zhang Tinglan was holding some drawings in his arms, as well as the agreement between him and Fred. The constant imagination in his mind was that he would soon see Zhang Zuolin, the future king of the Northeast, and Zhang Tinglan's heart couldn't help but get excited.

Zhang Tinglan admires this king of the Northeast from the bottom of his heart, and being able to climb from a bandit to the high position of the head of state is a legend in itself. Moreover, Zhang Zuolin can still stick to the bottom line in this troubled world, not betray the country, and Zuihou's tragic death at the hands of the Japanese has made his legend a layer of tragic hero.

Zhang Zuolin controlled the Northeast for more than ten years, laying the foundation of heavy industry in the Northeast, and this foundation will be carried forward in the future, which has had a far-reaching impact on China's destiny.

And from the memory of this life, Zhang Tinglan also knows that Zhang Zuolin is still very concerned about the children of the next generation, and all kinds of impressions have come together, Zhang Tinglan is unprecedentedly nervous, at such a critical historical node, can he change the fate of the Feng family!

The rickshaw soon arrived at Zhang Zuolin's house, although Lao Zhang was only a division commander, but everyone complimented him and still called this place the Marshal's Mansion.

Zhang Zuoxiang came here almost every day, and when the guard at the door saw him coming, he hurriedly invited him in.

As soon as he arrived at the main hall, he hurriedly greeted a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, "Uncle General, my father has locked himself in his room for several hours, and he hasn't eaten dinner, go and persuade him!" ”

Zhang Zuoxiang nodded slightly, "Han Qing, leave everything to me!" Zhang Zuo believed that he pulled Zhang Tinglan straight to Zhang Zuolin's room.

Zhang Tinglan heard them talking on the side, and immediately guessed the identity of this young man, this is the future young marshal Zhang Xueliang, this is also one of the few celebrities in the history of the Republic of China, but this reputation is not very good.

Zhang Tinglan didn't have time to think about it, so she was pulled to Zhang Zuolin's door by Zhang Zuoxiang, Zhang Zuoxiang knocked lightly on the door, and a slightly manic voice came from inside: "Damn, don't you all let you all get out, why are you still bothering Lao Tzu!" ”

Zhang Zuoxiang coughed vigorously, "Seventh brother, I'm here!" ”

As soon as he said that, he heard the sound of hurried footsteps in the house, and the door was slammed open.

Zhang Tinglan's heart suddenly tightened, he knew that it was the future king of the Northeast Zhang Zuolin, he was not only excited to see this kind of historical celebrity, but also felt heartfelt excitement to be able to participate in the tide of history.

I saw that Zhang Zuolin was really as recorded, not tall, less than 1.6 meters, and Zhang Zuoxiang, both with a shaved head, coarse cloth clothes, and a cigarette pouch in his hand. The most impressive thing about Zhang Zuolin is that pair of eyes, people often say that Zhang Zuolin has a pair of fox eyes, and he is very alert, and now it looks like this. The black eyes show full shrewdness and strong self-confidence, which is the style of a generation of heroes.

After Zhang Zuolin came out, he grabbed Zhang Zuoxiang: "Eighth child, I thought it was the people who asked me to eat." It's just right that you're here, let's talk about today's events, I've never been so sad in my life! ”

"Brother Seven, I'm here to send you an idea!"

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