Siheyuan: Heavy Industry Revitalizes the Country

"But what does this have to do with my business with Mr. Fang?"

Bao Yugang's mind worked quickly, although he was led astray by Fang Xiang.

But let’s get back to the topic immediately.

"History has already made its own judgment on who Bao Gong was, so there is no need for me to say more.

As a descendant of Bao Gong, I have a natural liking for Mr. Bao.

If that's the case, why should I look for someone else?"

Fang Xiang smiled and gave the reason he had prepared early in the morning.

Moreover, this reason is extremely powerful.

Use Bao Gong's reputation to put him on top.

Anyone who has any dignity will not do something stupid like jumping down.

This identity may not be of much use in modern times, it is nothing more than adding an unnecessary halo.

But in the 20s, especially Bao Yugang, who was born in the 10s.

I went to school and read the Four Books and Five Classics, although I also received modern education.

But deep down, he still has some old-fashioned ideas.

Hearing these words, even though he is almost fifty years old, he still feels his blood boiling.

"Mr. Fang, are you deceiving me?"

Bao Yugang's blood just rushed to his head, but he regained his composure under the control of his reason.

He is not a young man in his teens or twenties who can be fooled into losing his mind by just a few words.

“If I remember correctly, there should be a genealogy of the Bao family in Yongcheng.

If Mr. Bao has the chance to go back, he can check it out.

See if I'm lying."

Fang Xiang saw Bao Yugang's reaction and nodded in his heart.

Those who achieve great things are calm.

No wonder he could become the shipping king in the future.

"Mr. Fang, can you tell me the details?"

Bao Yugang was silent for a moment, then nodded and looked at Fang Xiang.

"It's probably like this..."

Fang wanted to tell Bao Yugang some of the details he had told Lei Luo.

Even the fact that the foreigner had a share was not concealed.

"I see. So this time, we are doing things for the country."

After Bao Yugang finished listening, a determined look flashed in his eyes.

As expected of a smart man, he quickly figured out the key points behind the matter.

"yes.

The car trade is just a cover.

The important thing is to smuggle machine tools and equipment.”

Fang Xiang nodded and reiterated the key point again.

“It is our duty to work for the country.

As for the cost, I just want the cost.

Share me . . . "

When Bao Yugang saw the clear reply, he immediately patted his chest.

“What should be given should still be given.

The country will not let down anyone who contributes.

Whether it's openly or covertly.

This is what you deserve, you’re welcome.

But besides that, there are some things I need to communicate with you."

When Fang Xiang heard Bao Yugang's words, he immediately understood what he was going to say.

He immediately reached out and stopped him.

"What else?"

Bao Yugang was stunned for a moment, and seeing that Fang Xiang's attitude was quite firm, he did not refuse again.

Instead, he asked Fang Xiang about another thing he mentioned.

“Buy a boat!”

Fang Xiang looked at Bao Yugang and uttered two words.

"Buying a boat?"

Bao Yugang was stunned again.

“Yes, buying a boat.

Mr. Bao is a seafarer.

That inevitably requires buying a sea vessel.

There are also shipyards in the country nowadays.

Of course, in terms of technological level, we cannot compare with those old powerful countries.

But it won’t be that bad.

If Mr. Bao has the heart to serve his country.

You might as well take out a part of the profits and place orders in the country to buy a few ships.

It can also be regarded as supporting the country's shipbuilding industry.

You can rest assured about the price, the government will definitely not make it difficult for you."

Fang Xiang looked at Bao Yugang, who didn't quite understand what he meant, and told him the idea he had prepared earlier.

The domestic shipbuilding industry today has a very poor foundation.

Not to mention advanced ships, there is basically no significant mass production capacity.

In this day and age, it’s nothing more than maintaining a minimum level of survival.

For many years after the founding of the People's Republic of China, the navy has always been composed of some old and outdated ships.

Many times, fishing boats are even used to make up the numbers.

If I can get some orders from them, I won’t know how much money I will make.

At least the work can start, so that the workers have jobs and can receive wages.

It is a good thing just to enable a large number of workers to support their families.

The country will certainly not make things difficult for Fang Xiang and Bao Yugang over this issue.

Moreover, if the Bao family wants to develop shipping, buying ships is essential.

At the peak of the Bao family's career, they owned hundreds of ships.

Excluding second-hand acquisitions from other companies.

There must be at least hundreds of new ships, right?

Not to mention more, how many people can be fed if we can get one-third to one-fifth of the orders?

"Does that mean it can be lower than the prices in other countries in the market?"

Bao Yugang understood, but a businessman is still a businessman after all.

I also speak from a businessman's perspective, and the first thing I talk about is price.

“Don’t worry about the price, I won’t do a loss-making deal.

But a little profit must also be left for the country.

The payment cycle is also negotiable.”

Fang Xiang nodded. He still believed that he could get this job done by collaborating with the First and Sixth Ministry of Machine Building.

"Since Mr. Fang has said this.

If Bao refuses, it would be very ignorant.

From today on, Bao will do whatever the country asks of him. "

When Bao Yugang heard Fang Xiang's promise, he let go of his last bit of worry.

It can be seen that Fang Xiang's strategy is still very successful.

"This is a small token of my appreciation. I hope Mr. Fang will not refuse it."

After saying that, Bao Yugang took out a check from the inside pocket of his suit and pushed it in front of Fang Xiang.

"Mr. Bao, I invited you here this time to discuss business with you.

I'm not here to ask you for money.

Don’t get me wrong.”

When Fang Xiang saw the check, he burst into laughter.

It seems that Bao Yugang was well prepared.

He waved his hand and refused.

"What are you talking about, Mr. Fang?

How can this be called asking for money? This is just a deposit for the business between me, Mr. Fang, and the country.

However, these deposits are given to Mr. Fang to handle at his sole discretion."

Bao Yugang's words were extremely beautiful.

"Mr. Bao..."

Fang Xiang smiled and shook his head. You can say that people who can stand out are stupid or foolish.

But you can never say that people are stupid.

Even the word "bribery" is described in such a fresh and refined way.

"Mr. Fang, please don't refuse.

I can't take that 10% of the shares for nothing, right?

This is also a bit of Bao's sincerity and the other gentleman's gratitude.

It was getting late, so Bao went back to prepare.

Whenever the country needs him, Bao is ready to serve the country with his life.

Mr. Fang, please stay. I am leaving now."

Before Fang Xiang could refuse, Bao Yugang stood up, said some nice words, and strode away.

"He's really a smart guy..."

Watching Bao Yugang's figure disappear outside the study room.

Fang Xiang sighed.

Bao Yugang kept talking about the country, and even said that his business was done with the country.

This leaves room for yourself.

If Fang Xiang is a liar or is trying to trick him, then what he says today will not count.

If Fang Xiang did not deceive him and the country really agreed, then he would have gotten a great deal no matter how you look at it.

The only thing they need to worry about is that his large-scale smuggling will be discovered by Hong Kong or British officials, who will then hold him accountable.

However, as a Hong Konger, he is the shipping king.

If he hadn't heard of the saying "a cunning rabbit has three burrows", Fang Xiang would never have believed it even if he was beaten to death.

Shaking his head, Fang wanted to pick up the check in front of him.

HSBC, two million.

Fang wanted to take out the passbook from the drawer.

Looking at the passbook in his left hand and the check in his right hand, he fell into deep thought again.

Is there a possibility that he is the first generation of real estate tycoon in Hong Kong?

Last name Fang?