The Dictator of Uncle Nine's World

"Congratulations to Director Monkey for getting rich!"

Cao Kun leaned against a European-style sofa, looking like Uncle Ge, and kept teasing the monkey.

The monkey was so happy that he couldn't stop grinning. He waved his hands and responded, "How could I make any fortune? It all belongs to Big Brother!"

"Haha... Seriously, Monkey, I'm going to pay the officers above the company level, so make a plan for me!"

Cao Kun directly dropped a bombshell on Monkey, which made him forget the purpose of coming to see his big brother.

"Payment? What's the standard?"

The monkey was a little confused. I can only make money, not give money, brother!

"Platoon leader gets ten dollars a month, company commander gets fifteen dollars a month, and battalion commander gets twenty-five dollars a month!"

Cao Kun has no experience either, so he can only decide on it this way. He can change it if it’s not suitable in the future!

In the present Republic of China, very few warlords will pay their officers, mainly because they are poor.

Now that Cao Kun controls three towns, he has expanded various businesses and has a lot of spare money.

It is enough to feed the soldiers well, but it is different for officers. If they have no money to spend, they will have problems!

Marshal Cao naturally didn't want any problems to happen to his army, so paying their salaries was imperative!

"Brothers, you are not young anymore. When I get married, you guys should also start your own families!"

"You can't have a family without money! Haha~"

Marshal Cao patted Monkey's shoulder hard. Damn, it still hurts!

"Big brother..."

At this moment, the monkey was moved beyond words. Let me ask, which general does not care about his own wealth and glory?

Which general doesn’t have many wives and concubines?

Which general doesn’t have fine clothes and delicious food?

Only our Marshal Cao is always thinking about his brothers and even thinking about finding wives for them?

Oh my god, I'm so touched!

Think about how I didn’t have enough food to eat, how I was so poor that I didn’t even have a pair of shoes, and how I went to the battlefield and was scared to the point of peeing my pants by the artillery fire…

The monkey wiped away his bitter tears and said, "Don't cry, don't cry in front of the Marshal!"

"Monkey thanks Big Brother on behalf of the brothers!"

Cao Kun was very satisfied with Monkey’s performance. He felt that his attempt to win people’s hearts was a complete success!

"Okay, you're welcome. By the way, what did you want to say just now?"

Cao Kun vaguely remembered what the monkey said when he appeared just now!

The monkey was stunned for a moment, then he realized that he had almost forgotten the main business. No, what was the main business of a group of prisoners!

"Brother, those captured gentry want to see the Marshal!"

Cao Kun immediately sneered with disdain, "It seems that they think they can still negotiate terms with this Marshal? Then let them come, I will see what they can say!"

Soon, the top ten gentry in Linhai Town were brought up. They were tall, short, fat, and thin, dressed in different styles, wearing Ma褂 and suits!

"I am the comprador of Edinmark & ​​Co...."

"I am a comprador of Maxim & Co...."

"I am a comprador of Pedro & Co...."

My goodness, nine out of ten of them are compradors, and one is the director of a shipyard!

That’s right. If you are engaged in maritime trade and don’t use the name of a comprador, your ship will probably not even be able to leave the port and will be eaten up without leaving anything behind!

Of course, Marshal Cao doesn’t care whether you are a comprador or not, as long as you pay me!

What really interested Cao Kun was the owner of the shipyard, whose name seemed to be Zheng Haiping.

"Boss Zheng, I'm very interested in the shipyard. When can I visit it?"

what?

Zheng Haiping raised his head suddenly. He was the least noticeable among these people because his shipyard was small and could only build some small merchant ships and repair those large merchant ships!

The Marshal wants to visit the shipyard?

For a moment, the ten...nine compradors had their minds racing about the signal given by Cao Kun!

Marshal, this is...

"What's the matter? Boss Zheng is in trouble?"

Marshal Cao asked again with a genial expression. This time, Zheng Haiping came back to his senses and nodded hurriedly, saying,

"No problem, no problem. Marshal, whenever you have time, you can come to our factory to give us some advice!"

That’s right. If we rely on the sea but don’t develop the navy, wouldn’t that be crazy?

But I don’t have a shipyard now…

"I am quite interested in shipbuilding. How about this, Boss Zheng? I will pay 10,000 silver dollars for 80% of your factory's shares?"

After Cao Kun finished speaking, he drank his tea and waited for Zheng Haiping's answer.

Zheng Haiping was completely stunned. Ten thousand? Do you know how much of a splash ten thousand would make if thrown into a factory?

However, no matter how unwilling you are in your heart, the gun is still in other people's hands!

"Whatever the Marshal says is what happens!"

Zheng Haiping answered weakly, hating secretly in his heart that the warlords were all the same, none of them was a good person. They said they loved the people like their own children, but they still robbed big factories.

Putting down the teacup, Cao Kun said with a smile, "Boss Zheng, don't think that I am taking advantage of you or forcing you to buy or sell!"

"This Marshal is going to introduce a batch of new shipbuilding machinery to expand the scale of the entire shipyard. Your two shares will not be at a loss!"

Ha ha!

Zheng Haiping could only laugh. Everyone can tell lies. If I believe you, I would be a fool!

Seeing Zheng Haiping's look of disbelief, Cao Kun shook his head indifferently and said, "If it wasn't for winning people's hearts, I would have dealt with you first!"

Turning around, Cao Kun said to the other nine compradors,

"Tell me, fellow compradors, what are you worth? Give me a reason why I shouldn't kill you!"

This Marshal doesn’t seem to be as...good as the rumors say?

"Marshal, we are all veterans of foreign trade, and some scarce supplies..."

The head of the Lin family went up as a representative to negotiate terms with Marshal Cao, but was interrupted by Marshal Cao!

"No need to waste time talking nonsense. I just want to know, what tax rate are you going to pay for maritime trade in the future?"

Marshal Cao's words hit everyone's heart. Maritime trade is profitable, but who would complain that they earn too much money?

"three……"

Lin Qiushi, the patriarch of the Lin family, hesitated and stretched out three fingers. Marshal Cao glared at him coldly, and he added another finger unwillingly.

"Hehe, you really won't cry until you see the coffin. Tell me the truth, 50%, not less than 10%!"

Putting down the teacup heavily, Marshal Cao said sternly, "As long as you pay the taxes in full, I promise to give you a fair and quiet business environment!"

"Of course, anyone who wants to evade taxes can try and see if I am just a tax police officer!"

Monkey stood up at the right time and said with a smile, "The Marshal is very easy to talk to. As long as you don't evade taxes, you can rest assured that there will be no corruption!"

Lin Qiushi, it’s still him, because he is the richest and has the most ships here!

"Marshal, we accept the 50% chance, but, what about those ships outside?"

Originally, Lin Qiushi was thinking about whether he could get back the money that the rebel soldiers had stolen from Marshal Cao...

No, no, no, Director Monkey has already pulled out his gun, which idiot wants it!

Lin Qiushi wisely changed his target. After all, his own ship was still detained at the dock!

Merchant ship?

This made Cao Kun stunned for a moment. He really hadn't figured out what these ships were used for.

Build your own navy with merchant ships?

Forget it, I can’t afford to lose face with that person!

It would be better to let 001 design some warship drawings and then get some advanced machines!

Fortunately you are here, 001!