1929 I am a chaebol in the United States

The first ray of sunlight in the morning shines through the window and onto your face. Lu Chen sits on a chair, and the warmth on his face wakes him up slowly.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Lu Chen felt a little dazzling, and he quickly used his hands to block the dazzling sunlight.

"Why is there a sun in the underworld? Could it be that the underworld has kept up with the times and created a little sun of its own?"

He slowly stood up from his chair and looked at the long shadow behind him. He said with some doubt:

"This is not right. The light has temperature when it shines on my body. It can even cast a shadow on me. Isn't it said that ghosts don't have shadows?"

Suddenly, Lu Chen felt like a lot of things were stuffed into his head. It felt like his head was about to burst. Lu Chen quickly banged his head against the table in front of him, trying to make himself pass out.

However, it seemed as if God was deliberately against him. He almost broke his head but still did not faint.

I don't know how long it took for the pain to subside.

Lu Chen rubbed his head and cursed with his teeth bared:

"Damn, I hit him too hard just now. My head hurts now."

After a short rest, Lu Chen found that there were many more things in his memory. As he recalled these memories, he found some problems.

"I've traveled through time!!!"

(Lu Chen felt good. He didn't expect that he could live again. This time he promised not to commit suicide by throwing firecrackers at Jingguo's toilet.)

“This is the Republic of China now!!!”

(The above doesn’t count. This time I’m going to throw a bomb at the Yasukuni Shrine.)

"I'm still a big boss!!!"

(Fuck, I finally got my chance to sing. This time I don’t have to get up early and work late for others and be exploited. I can finally live a life of being a secretary when there is work to do and a secretary when there is nothing to do.)

"My company is going bankrupt!!!"

(Can you please stop doing this? I haven't been happy for a few minutes and you've already made such a turn. It seems that I was overthinking it. I am destined to be a working class person.)

"I still owe a lot of debts!!!"

(Oh my God, please get out of here, and take me back. Damn it, I used to have a positive balance, but you brought me here, not only didn’t you pay me, but you also made me owe a huge sum of money. I can’t live like this, I really can’t live like this.)

Lu Chen felt like crying but had no tears.

"What the hell is going on? It started off so badly, no wonder the original owner committed suicide by taking poison. This kind of situation would make anyone collapse."

Lu Chen calmed himself down and started searching the office with the mentality of "what could possibly happen is I'll die again".

After searching for a long time, he finally found a safe in a corner of the office. Lu Chen searched through his memory and recalled the password of the safe.

"What the hell, has China Mobile's business expanded to the Republic of China?"

Lu Chen complained speechlessly.

Lu Chen turned the knob on the safe to a specific position according to the method he remembered. As expected, the safe opened.

"Damn, it's true. Original owner, I seriously suspect that you are also a time traveler. But as a time traveler, you are doing so badly, it really brings shame to us time travelers."

Lu Chen continued to complain.

Lu Chen found a pocket watch in the safe, as well as a dozen unopened silver dollars and five small yellow croakers at the bottom.

"Oh my god, there is still so much money, how did it go bankrupt? How much money did the original owner owe?"

After searching for a while, I didn't find anything valuable.

"I need to understand the specific situation and see if I can save it. I finally became a big boss. I can't just give up like this."

Lu Chen found a deputy manager of this company in his memory. He was a sea turtle named Fu Mingzhuo.

Lu Chen hurried out of his office and came to Fu Mingzhuo's office. Lu Chen found that there was no one there.

Lu Chen said angrily:

"What kind of people are these? The sun has already risen so high, and they haven't come to work yet. Deduct their wages. Deduct their wages for sure."

Lu Chen returned to his office and called Fu Mingzhuo.

"Hello, I'm Fu Mingzhuo, what can I do for you?"

A yawning voice came from the phone.

"I'm Lu Chen, Fu Mingzhuo. What time is it now? Why haven't you come to work yet?"

Lu Chen yelled.

"Boss, I just checked, it's only seven o'clock, it's not time to go to work yet."

Fu Mingzhuo's voice of explanation came from the phone.

Lu Chen quickly took out his pocket watch and checked it. It was indeed seven o'clock. He felt a little embarrassed, but then he thought, damn, I'm the boss now. Why should I be embarrassed? Isn't it normal for the boss to ask you to work overtime?

Thinking about how my former boss called me in the middle of the night and asked me to pick him up, I still obediently got up at two in the morning, drove my Wuling car, and ran to the airport to pick him up.

In the end, he was scolded because the car I was driving was not suitable for his status.

If you want to ride in a nice car, you should pay me more.

Get your emotions in order. Lu Chen said to Fu Mingzhuo:

"Come to the company as soon as possible. I have something to talk to you about."

After saying that, Lu Chen hung up the phone, not giving Fu Mingzhuo any chance to refuse.

Lu Chen waited in the office for more than ten minutes before Fu Mingzhuo arrived.

Lu Chen was a little surprised. Could it be that Fu Mingzhuo lived in the company and came here so quickly? He seemed to be a good comrade.

Lu Chen asked, "Manager Fu, I want to know what things the factory still has. How much are they worth? How much do we need to pay off the loan?"

Fu Mingzhuo was a little surprised. Didn't I report these things to the boss yesterday? Why did you call me here early in the morning just to report this? Boss, you must be sick.

But since Lu Chen is the boss, Fu Mingzhuo still reported to you seriously.

"Boss, we have 300 workers in our factory now. We already owe them two months' salary. A total of yuan."

"The factory now has more than 600 textile machines, more than 2 kilograms of raw silk in the warehouse, and more than 10 bolts of woven cloth. The total value is about yuan."

"Boss, we owe the bank 25 yuan in total. We need to pay back yuan this month."

After hearing the report, Lu Chen silently calculated in his mind. There is still raw silk and cloth. How can I pay back the money I owe with just these things?

Lu Chen thought that it would be enough to sell the cloth. Lu Chen quickly said to Fu Mingzhuo, "Manager Fu, is there anyone who wants to sell us cloth? As long as the cloth is sold, we should be able to pay off the debt this month."

Fu Mingzhuo looked at Lu Chen as if he was a fool.

"Boss, have you forgotten that it was because we participated in the boycott of Xiao Rizi's raw silk that Xiao Rizi used his connections to blockade our factory. Now all the merchants in Mo City dare not buy our cloth?"

When Lu Chen heard the news, he suddenly wanted to figure out the current time and why Xiao Rizi dared to be so arrogant. Lu Chen glanced at the calendar on the wall, and one of the calendars said February 1929, 2.

He racked his brains to recall the history he had learned. He remembered that Xiaozi had only taken control of Shanghai in 1932. How come Xiaozi had become so powerful in just 29 years?

He asked, "Do those merchants just listen to Xiao Rizi's words?"

Fu Mingzhuo explained: "It's not that they are afraid of a good life. It's because if someone buys cloth from our factory, they will ask the Black Dragon Society to cause trouble in other people's stores. Now those merchants don't dare to buy goods from us."

So that's how it is. Lu Chen quickly asked, "Did the Black Dragon Society come to cause trouble here? Are any of our workers injured?"

Fu Mingzhuo said, "They don't dare to come here to cause trouble. Boss, you forgot that you asked Captain He to transfer a company of people to be stationed near our factory."

Lu Chen didn't expect that the original owner actually had connections with the military. But this relationship didn't seem to be of any help in the current situation. He still had to find a way to make money.

Thinking of the army, Lu Chen suddenly realized that arms were very valuable in China at this time. If he had a batch of arms...

Thinking of this, Lu Chen immediately slapped his head. Damn, that's right, if I get a batch of arms and sell them, then my problem will be solved.

Lu Chen was a little excited, but when he thought about the money in his hand, he immediately became discouraged. The little money in his hand could only buy a few dozen guns. This little amount of ammunition was not enough to fill the gaps between teeth.

He thought about it, recalling the opportunities in his memory. Suddenly his eyes lit up, he remembered that at that time in Germany, supplies were scarce, and at that time in Germany, even a piece of bread could be snatched up.

After Germany lost the First World War, it suffered a major military reduction. Originally, it had an army of more than one million, but now it can only keep 100,000. So many arms must be put in the warehouse. Now I am offering them cloth to exchange for the moldy arms in the warehouse. They will definitely agree.

Thinking of this, Lu Chen immediately became excited. He said to Fu Mingzhuo, "Manager Fu, do you speak German?"

Fu Mingzhuo smiled and said, "I just came back from studying in Germany."

Lu Chen slapped his thigh excitedly and said, "What a coincidence, Manager Fu, I have an idea, which is to ship our cloth to Germany to sell, what do you think?"

Fu Mingzhuo thought for a moment and smiled bitterly: "That's possible, but it will take us a month just to go to Germany. By the time we sell the cloth and come back, the factory will have been closed by the bank, and it might even be auctioned off."

Lu Chen said, "I'll take care of the bank's affairs. Don't worry about this matter. Go and help me find a cargo ship to Germany. We'll load the goods and leave tomorrow."

Fu Mingzhuo quickly said, "Okay, I'll do it right away."

Lu Chen suddenly remembered that he only owed the workers a few hundred dollars. He had money now, so he should not owe the workers money. So he quickly called Fu Mingzhuo, handed him four hundred dollars, and said:

"Take the money and go pay the workers their wages."

Fu Mingzhuo took the money in surprise, nodded and left the office.

Lu Chen thought of a solution and felt relieved.

Lu Chen thought of a solution and felt relieved. As for how to sell the things after arriving in Germany, that was something to do after arriving in Germany and he didn't need to worry about it now.

Another issue that needs to be resolved now is the problem with the bank. The bank's debt needs to be extended for two months.

Lu Chen thought it shouldn't be a big problem. People in later generations all know one thing: if you only owe the bank a small amount of money, such as tens or millions, then the bank will definitely be the boss and chase you every day to ask you to pay back the money.

If you owe the bank tens of millions, or even billions like Boss Xu, then you are definitely a big shot. The bank staff will definitely ask about your well-being every day, fearing that you might get into trouble. They will also take the initiative to introduce some business to you.

I now owe the bank more than 200,000 silver dollars, which is certainly no different from tens of millions in later generations. I can talk to the bank about an extension, which should be no problem.

Thinking of this, Lu Chen immediately stood up, picked up a phone recorder, and found the number of a person named Manager Zhao of the Central Bank. Lu Chen picked up the phone and called the number.

Soon the operator transferred the call to Manager Zhao.

Lu Chen didn't have to wait long before a middle-aged man's voice came from the phone.

"Hello, I'm Zhao Dezhu, who are you?"

Lu Chen quickly said, "Hello, Manager Zhao, I am Lu Chen from Lu's Textile Factory."

There was a pause, and then the voice continued to come from the phone.

"Oh, it's Boss Lu. I wonder what Boss Lu wants to talk to Zhao about at this time?"

Lu Chen: "Manager Zhao, you should have heard about the problems our factory has encountered recently."

The person on the other end of the phone interrupted Lu Chen and said, "Boss Lu, if you want me to help you solve this matter, I can't do anything. The Black Dragon Society is a small-time group after all. We can't control them."

Lu Chen quickly explained, "Manager Zhao, you misunderstood. I didn't mean to tell you about this. The truth is, I've had some problems with my funds over the past few months, so I want to extend the loan for two months before paying it back. Is that okay with you?"

Zhao Dezhu: "So that's what's going on. Okay, I trust Boss Lu. Let's postpone it for two months. I'll let the people below know right away. Boss Lu, don't worry for these two months. No one will urge you to pay back the debt."

Lu Chen said quickly, "Thank you so much, Manager Zhao. I recently got a nice watch. I'll send it to you sometime so you can appreciate it."

Manager Zhao: "Okay, that's it. I have something else to do. Let's talk later."

Lu Chen felt relieved. He had solved another problem. Now he just had to wait for Fu Mingzhuo to contact the ship.