The Republic of China: A Letter of Appointment Creates the Most Powerful Warlord

In the public office, Zhang Ye was not in a hurry to ask what was going on. Instead, he deliberately stretched Fang Yu to see how long this guy could hold it in.

pat!

Flames flew from the lighter, Zhang Ye took out a cigarette and slowly lit it, then lay back on the leather sofa and puffed out smoke.

"Mr. County Governor, you are so calm. You can remain so calm even in the face of such a big happy event. I am truly impressed!"

As Fang Yu spoke, he quickly took off his suit jacket, rolled up his sleeves, sat down opposite the county magistrate, and happily began to make tea. The smile on his face had never disappeared since he entered the door.

"We have to take a long-term view and not lose our composure for a few small amounts of money."

Zhang Ye was still pretending, but in fact, he knew everything in his mind. Fushui was just a small county town. No matter how big the surprise was, it wouldn't be much more than a little extra money.

For someone like him who had just given away dozens of yellow croakers, money was like a floating cloud and was not a big deal at all.

"Your Excellency the County Governor, what you said is absolutely correct." Fang Yu picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, and said to himself, "I don't think it's a big deal. It's just a discovery of a mine with some copper ore. It's only worth a few million dollars at most. I don't think it's worth much attention."

"How many!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Ye, who was still pretending to be cool a second ago, almost rolled off the sofa. The cigarette in his mouth had been thrown into the teapot by him. His big eyes like copper bells were full of surprise and doubt, and he asked hurriedly.

"How many copper mines are there? Tell me clearly, where are the mines? How big is it?"

"Ahem..." Fang Yu responded while looking at his anxious expression and laughing secretly with his hands covering his mouth.

"Mr. County Governor, this morning a boss named Liu came to me and wanted to contract the small hill in East City for 100 large yellow croakers per year."

"At the time, I didn't understand why he did that, so I didn't agree. But then he confessed and told me that the hill was rich in copper ore, with astonishing reserves."

"Fuck, what are we waiting for!" Zhang Ye jumped up, his face full of excitement, and paced back and forth in the room: "Find someone to dig, quickly, quickly, this must be arranged immediately, we must dig up all the usable metal resources in the shortest possible time!"

These days, he was like an ant on a hot pan, worried about one thing. As the team grew like a snowball, weapons and ammunition became the first dangerous hurdle standing in their way of development.

Although the system mall is like a magical treasure house where bullets can be exchanged with public opinion, the price is shockingly high. Each point of public opinion can only be exchanged for five conventional bullets.

If we calculate based on 10,000 regular troops, with each person carrying 150 rounds of ammunition, these alone would require 300,000 points of public opinion, not to mention a series of indispensable military supplies such as the later reserves of weapons and artillery shells!

Therefore, in recent times, Zhang Ye has been immersed in research, thinking hard about how to quickly build a complete industrial chain to truly achieve freedom in ammunition supply.

Now, it’s like a pillow is given to someone when they are sleepy. Before he could even start planning, the copper mine was delivered to him.

This is a huge piece of fat meat. If Zhang Ye doesn't eat it up completely and remove every last grain of slag, he will have to slap himself in the face when he wakes up in the middle of the night.

"Don't worry, don't worry. Please don't worry." Fang Yu watched him go around in circles like a donkey pulling a millstone, and immediately reported with a smile: "There is a contractor for that mountain now. I need to negotiate with him first before I can start."

"Besides, there's no point in digging out the ore now. Without a smelting plant, we can't just keep a pile of big rocks as inventory."

"Don't worry about that. I'll empty my pockets to buy the smelting plant and the complete set of equipment for you."

Zhang Ye rubbed his palms excitedly, thought for a moment, and then gave the order.

"First, find the contractor. If they're doing legitimate business, don't treat them unfairly. Pay them triple the compensation."

"As for that Liu, investigate his background and see who else is behind him. At the same time, immediately control him and try to prevent the copper mine incident from being exposed."

"Okay, Mr. County Magistrate." After recording all the orders, Fang Yu raised his head and continued to ask.

"What should we do with the copper ingots after smelting and purification?"

"Take them back, take them all back to Jingshan County, build me an underground warehouse, and hide these resources."

Zhang Ye rubbed his chin, raised the corner of his lips, and smiled cunningly.

"When I reach Donglu Province someday, these things will be the basic resources for building an arsenal."

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A week later, Zhili Provincial Government Office, Office of the Governor of the Early Republic of China.

As the only chief executive in the Feng faction who was promoted from a civil servant, Cui Yinghua cherishes his current work and life very much.

Even though he is already in his early fifties today, he still shows up at his office on time every morning. Over the years, rain or shine, even on weekends, he will arrive on time and never dares to slack off.

Tuk-tuk-tuk...

Early in the morning, Cui Yinghua, who was eating breakfast, looked up and greeted.

"Please come in!"

The next second, the door opened and a young man in a black suit and glasses walked slowly into the room, holding a stack of documents.

"Your Excellency, this is the recent fiscal expenditure report."

The title of "Chang" in the early Republic of China was created after the fall of the royal family of the previous dynasty, while the title of "Xunnanshi" was changed after the first president took office. Although the titles are different, the responsibilities are actually the same.

In addition, it has only been implemented for a few years, so the name is a bit confusing at this time, but no one cares.

"Leave it there, I'll take a look at it later." Cui Yinghua was busy eating breakfast and had no time to deal with these things.

Besides, those old hands in the Finance Department have already managed the accounts in an orderly manner. Anyone who checks them will be unable to help but praise them.

So, that thing is just nonsense. It is only used to deal with the tools above. There is no need to check it at all.

"Your Excellency, the Executive Office held a meeting yesterday and raised some unresolved issues. I have also completed the summary." The secretary took out another document and handed it over, and picked out some important things and began to report in person.

"Among them, the issues concerning Fushui County have never been resolved. Firstly, they haven't found a suitable candidate to serve as county magistrate, and secondly, the Duan clique has not yet withdrawn."

"From the intelligence we've gathered recently, it seems they're not going anywhere. That Zhang Ye not only reduced the people's taxes, he also distributed the confiscated land to the common people for free."

"Once this measure was implemented, the local people's support for him was quite high."

"Hmph, you clown! You seem to have gained extraordinary support in a short period of time, but you're really stupid." Cui Yinghua wiped the grease from the corners of his mouth and sneered with disdain, "You're still too young. These days, appeasing those peasants is useless."

"Only by taking good care of the emotions above can you live longer."