Being an emperor is not something he can do, so he can only rely on his connections.

Liu Yanzhi stood out with a calm expression and said loudly: "Everyone, please be patient and listen to what he says first!" After all, he represented the government. As soon as these words came out, those wealthy businessmen who originally wanted to talk a lot suddenly quieted down and dared not say anything more.

Zhang Jingwei nodded slightly to his esteemed teacher, expressing his gratitude. He then spoke eloquently, "This expansion plan is massive, requiring an estimated fundraising of 10 million guan. Each military station will be expanded to accommodate over 10,000 households, and each settlement will be expanded to accommodate over 1,000 households. Furthermore, within the established areas, various shops, workshops, and farms can be freely opened. Furthermore, real estate can also be developed, engaging in commercial activities such as leasing and trading. However, all of these operations must be conducted under the strict and effective supervision of the Huangfu Military Commission. Only in this way can we ensure the smooth operation of all businesses and facilitate their operation."

Upon hearing this, someone in the crowd, who was clearly quite interested in this investment, couldn't wait to ask, "Then, Zhang Xiaolian, if I choose to open a shop in the military settlement, what are the differences in taxes I have to pay compared to opening a shop in the city?"

Zhang Jingwei replied without hesitation, "No matter where you do business, all taxes must be paid according to the established tax laws of our great Celestial Empire! Otherwise, wouldn't that become illegal smuggling?"

However, at this moment, another wealthy businessman, who seemed less optimistic, shook his head and questioned, "Although supplying horses to the government is indeed a good business, to be honest, I still don't think this so-called military business can really make a lot of money!"

At this time, another wealthy businessman echoed: "The salt and tea business in the north is indeed very profitable, but it is not cost-effective to use all the money I have worked hard to earn in a year to distribute dividends to the military!" As he spoke, he kept shaking his head and waving his hands, expressing his firm opposition to this matter.

Zhang Jingwei, who was sitting at the head of the table, quickly explained, "Don't worry, everyone. Listen to me. The military bank won't take a cent from any of the merchants' profits. We only charge a certain amount of rent and a small management fee."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone in the crowd stood up and questioned: "What? I paid for the expansion of the camp out of my own pocket, but I still have to pay rent to you? This is too unreasonable!" This person looked at Zhang Jingwei with indignation, as if he was very dissatisfied with this rule.

Faced with the doubts, Zhang Jingwei appeared calm and composed. He responded slowly and unhurriedly: "Don't get me wrong, this rent is actually an important part of the military bank's income. And at the end of the year, the military bank will still distribute dividends to shareholders according to the proportion!"

However, the person who raised the question did not give up and continued to ask, "Even if that's the case, how can I know whether the military bank made money or lost money this year? What if you are secretly doing something, wouldn't we small shareholders be kept in the dark and suffer a great loss?"

Zhang Jingwei smiled faintly and replied confidently, "Don't worry about that. In Yunzhou, we have dedicated tax officials who are responsible for impartial supervision. Each shareholder can send their own accountant to review the military bank's records. That way, all income and expenditure will be clear at a glance!"

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While explaining and answering questions, Zhang Jingwei turned to the last page of the "PPT". It showed that after the Rong people broke through the pass, they burned, killed and looted in the Central Plains. The homes of the rich were looted, and the heads of the local tyrants were hung on the eaves. The people were displaced.

Zhang Jingwei stood before the crowd with a solemn expression and spoke passionately, "Everyone, the soldiers of Yunzhou have fought bravely on the battlefield for the people of our great Celestial Empire, sacrificing their lives and shedding their blood. You and I are all members of this great nation, and we owe it to them to do our part. Even if it's just building some housing for them so that the soldiers' families no longer have to live in poverty, such a charitable act is an obligation! This expansion of the camp is by no means a selfish endeavor of our Huangfu family, but rather a way to appease and stabilize the patriotic hearts of the soldiers guarding Yunzhou! Therefore, I implore everyone here to be generous and donate money to help!"

At this moment, an elderly but energetic wealthy businessman stepped forward from the crowd. He stroked his beard and said slowly, "Young Master Zhang, your concern for the country and the people is truly admirable. I am by no means a stingy person. However, your family cannot be unwilling to contribute a single cent while eagerly hoping to gain benefits from others, right?"

As soon as the old wealthy businessman finished speaking, the surrounding people immediately echoed: "Yes, Bei Hou has worked hard in Yunzhou for many years, how could he not have some savings?"

Just as everyone was discussing this, they heard a steady and powerful sound of footsteps outside the door, and then Huangfu Changshui strode in. He looked determined and shouted loudly: "My Huangfu family is willing to pay two million strings of cash!"

Upon seeing this, Zhang Jingwei hurriedly bowed and said, "Father-in-law, you are very understanding and righteous. I admire you very much! Not only will you have two million strings of cash, but I, Zhang, will also contribute one million strings of cash!"

Ma Tianmao, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up: "Since that's the case, then my Ma family naturally can't fall behind. I'm willing to contribute one million strings of cash and do my bit to help!"

After this was said, other businessmen also began to express their willingness to invest.

I saw a handsome young man in luxurious clothes looking up and laughing, "Hahaha, this is ridiculous! The leading sheep would be so stupid as to lead the entire flock to jump off the cliff! You stupid businessmen, how could you be fooled so easily?" His contemptuous laughter echoed in the air, making people feel disgusted.

At this time, Zhang Jingwei, who was standing nearby, frowned and asked in confusion, "Excuse me, sir, which family are you from? I don't seem to remember inviting you here."

The young man raised his lips slightly, revealing a disdainful smile as he said, "This young master's surname is Mo! My given name is 'Kuang', and I am the young master of the Northern Salt Gang! Back in the day, your father was the boss of our Salt Gang!"

Hearing this, Zhang Jingwei's heart trembled, but he remained calm and continued to ask, "So it's Young Master Mo. My apologies! But what exactly did you mean by what you just said?"

Young Master Mo sneered and replied sarcastically, "Humph, that's exactly what it means! We're all experienced business people, so let's not spout these empty, righteous words! There might even be suspicion of deception!"

Zhang Jingwei's expression changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "Young Master Mo, isn't this a bit too much? Do you think I'm deliberately deceiving everyone?"

Young Master Mo crossed his arms, glanced at Zhang Jingwei, and sneered, "Whether it's true or not, I'm afraid only you know best!"

At this moment, Mu Tou behind him could no longer suppress his anger. He clenched his fists tightly and roared with his eyes wide open: "Master, I finally understand. This guy is clearly here to pick a fight on purpose!"

However, Zhang Jingwei quickly reached out to stop Mu Tou and whispered, "Mu Tou, calm down!"