I fought guerrilla warfare in the Yimeng Mountains during the Anti-Japanese War

None of the people present were good people. Seeing that Little Zhuge was sweating profusely in anxiety, except Li Zongren, who was of the same family as Little Zhuge, everyone else felt gloating.

"What do you think? Jiansheng, is it very likely?"

Little Zhuge did not answer immediately. He took out a white handkerchief from his pocket to wipe the sweat off his face, nodded and shook his head.

"I can't jump to conclusions about this. Give me half a month. I need to summarize the current world situation and make inferences. Now I can only say that it is very likely."

"Okay, if you need any information, you can contact the Statistics Bureau and the General Staff. I will say hello to them."

On July 7, Chen Feng went down the mountain. The second platoon of the first company of the special operations battalion of the Tiger Regiment sent a group of business refugees and reported that they were national entrepreneurs from Jinan who were oppressed by the Japanese and had no other choice but to come to the base to develop their businesses.

Zhang Liang of the Tiger Regiment had sent a telegram in advance. The special operations team had had contact with this group of people before. The entrepreneur in charge had also provided the special operations team with information about the Japanese military deployment in Jinan City many times.

There were four trucks, with more than 50 men, women, and children. A man in his 60s or 70s stood in the middle, with a look of old age. Seeing Chen Feng leading a group of people down the mountain, the man forced a smile and asked:

"But my name is Zhang Qiheng, the cold-shooting captain of the Yimeng guerrillas, and I am the director of the Jinan Dongsheng Machinery Printing and Dyeing Factory."

Seeing Chen Feng nod, Zhang Qiheng pointed to the three people standing side by side behind him and introduced:

"This is my eldest son Zhang Enlong, this is my second son Zhang Enhu, and the younger one is my youngest daughter Zhang Shiyin."

"Meet Captain Cold Gun."

The few of them were very polite, and they must have something to ask for. It was almost noon, so Chen Feng arranged for Lu Feihu to prepare lunch.

"Feihu, tell people to set up ten tents, settle Mr. Lu's family down first, and prepare lunch."

"Yes, Captain, I'll arrange it right away."

"Captain Leng Qiang, the purpose of our coming here is ~".

"Mr. Zhang, guests are welcome. You are a role model for national entrepreneurs in our Shandong Province. I admire you very much. Don't be in a hurry. Set up the tent and prepare lunch. We can talk while eating. I can help solve any difficulties you have."

The gloom between Zhang Qiheng's brows dissipated a little, and judging from the cold gun's attitude, it seemed that he did not show any disdain.

After more than ten minutes, the tent was set up, and the tables, chairs and camp beds were also complete. These were prepared for Shen Honglie's guards. Now they were fully utilized. Chen Feng invited Zhang Qiheng and his son and Zhang Shiyin into the tent.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm sorry for the delay. I should have invited you to go up the mountain, but it's not very convenient since there are too many family members. Please just stay here for now."

"Mr. Leng Qiang, you are too polite. It is we who are the ones who are disturbing you."

Chen Feng was still somewhat surprised. If he guessed correctly, this Zhang Qiheng should be the prototype of Chen Shouting in The Dye House. He had watched The Dye House at least three times. Although it was mostly an interpretation, it was undeniable that he was one of the elites of this era.

"Mr. Zhang, I have some detailed understanding of your family's situation. The Japanese invaders are too aggressive, and you are unwilling to go along with them. I admire you very much. What are your plans for the next step? If you need anything, you can tell me directly. I will definitely help if I can, and I will help find a solution if I can't."

"Dad, I told you that Captain Lengqiang would definitely help, but you are still so worried."

"Xiaoyin, don't be unreasonable."

"Mr. Leng Qiang, please don't mind me spoiling my daughter."

"No, Mr. Zhang, your factory has already been sold. Are you planning to start a new business in the Yimeng Mountains?"

Zhang Qiheng sighed:

"We have sold the factory at a low price. If we don't sell it, it will be owned by the Japanese sooner or later. Our family had been planning to move to Chongqing or Hong Kong. Your attack on Jinan last time gave us hope. We know that you have wiped out all the Japanese troops that were surrounding us. My daughter suggests that we rebuild the factory in the Yimeng Mountains. Captain Lengqiang, may I ask if you still have the machines you brought back from the Japanese factory in Qingdao?"

Sure enough, Chen Feng smiled and confessed:

"The machines are all there. Previously, considering the instability of the base, they were all sealed in the cave. I have been planning recently. Since you are here, you trust my cold-shooting character. How about this! You can use whatever machines you like and choose the location for the factory. We will support you with any support you need. We won't invest any money and we will split the profits 20:80. How about it?"

The eldest brother Zhang Enlong was about to speak, but was stopped by Zhang Qiheng's stern eyes. Zhang Shiyin was a little disappointed. Although she didn't come here for money, the cold gun's request was too harsh. Maybe he didn't take them businessmen seriously at all! 20% of the profit is the hard-earned money of the family.

"Captain Leng Qiang, the special forces of the Tiger Regiment have helped my family many times. This time we were able to successfully sell the factory and escape from Jinan City with our wealth. Without them, we could not have done it. Twenty percent is more than enough. We just don't want to leave our homeland. We need your reference for the address of the factory. After all, you are more confident about your defense zone, so you still have to choose a safe city."

"Mr. Zhang, you may have misunderstood. The 20:80 split I mentioned means you get 80% and we get 20%. We want 20% because we have invested in some equipment, but without anyone knowledgeable about it, the equipment will just rust away in the cave. We want to take up 20% of the profits to get some benefits for the team members."

The eldest, second, and third were stunned. Isn't this a piece of cake? The three even thought that Leng Qiang had some plan for them. Zhang Qiheng was overjoyed. Although he would not agree to take 80%, this fully reflected Leng Qiang's attention to them.

"Captain Leng Qiang, this won't do. Absolutely not. Twenty percent of the profits are enough for us, and you can add another ten percent at most. It will be 30-70, 7 for you and 3 for me."

Lu Feihu arranged for the team members to serve the dishes. It can be seen that the captain attaches great importance to this group of people. The dishes are very sufficient and two bottles of Lanling aged wine are served. Zhang Qiheng is satisfied. At his age, he doesn't care about things like eating and drinking, but the combination of dishes shows that Leng Qiang attaches great importance to their family.

"Mr. Zhang, two gentlemen, and Miss Three, you've worked hard on the journey. Let's eat and talk."

With wine and food, the atmosphere in the tent became lively. After three glasses of wine, Chen Feng made a decision. The Yimeng guerrillas would not take any shares, but would provide machinery and equipment and production protection unconditionally. The Zhang family would have the final say on all factory affairs. The Yimeng guerrillas only wanted 30% of the profits, and only for five years, not even a year more.

Chen Feng was really happy. The big dye house! Chen Shouting! The scene of Hou Yong vomiting blood was also very sad for him. He hated Han Paopao so much back then, but now he saw him in person, how could he not be happy? Merchants are perhaps the group of people who can best adapt to leaving their homeland. The factory here is just a trigger. When the war is over, they will definitely be pulled aboard.