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

As night fell and the lights came on, it was exactly eight o'clock in the evening.

This cocktail party was held in a well-known Western-style hotel in Beijing. With its elegant environment and attentive service, it was favored by celebrities from all walks of life.

It is said that the owner of this hotel is a foreigner who has good relations with all the major factions in the capital.

Therefore, any unofficial gatherings of various factions would be held here, which not only demonstrated their status but also provided an opportunity to expand their personal network.

At that time, the hotel was bustling with people. The street, which was originally dominated by rickshaws, was now rarely filled with all kinds of cars.

"Sir, let's go in."

Lu Shan arranged a driver and led the way in front, carrying a briefcase.

Ordinary people are not allowed to enter today's bureau. Even if you have an invitation, you can only bring an adjutant or a guard.

"As expected, there are still many rich people in the capital."

Zhang Ye looked at the imported cars neatly arranged at the hotel entrance and jokingly said with some envy.

"The upper class always gets to experience the most advanced technology in the world. These cars are all new models this year, and each one can be sold at a sky-high price."

"Haha, it's nothing special." Lu Shan followed his gaze and sneered, "They're all idiots giving money to others. When we build our own cars, they'll definitely be better than the foreign ones."

"That's right, you hit the nail on the head. Let's make it ourselves!"

Zhang Ye agreed with his point of view. It was just a car. Once he had his own territory, he would have to open a factory and build it himself, not giving these foreigners the opportunity to continue reaping the benefits.

"Hey, isn't this Zhang Ye, the bandit-suppression county magistrate?"

Before entering the yard, a middle-aged man in his fifties with a protruding belly came up to him with a smile.

Because the other party was not wearing a military uniform, Zhang Ye couldn't figure out who he was. He could only smile confusedly and responded.

"Senior, you're joking. I'm just a kid who just entered society."

"Hahaha, you were even crazier yesterday than you are now!"

The middle-aged man pointed at him and laughed, then introduced himself.

"My name is Deng Fenghua, deputy commander of the Beijing headquarters!"

"Hello, sir!"

Upon hearing the other party's position and title, Zhang Ye immediately straightened his back and saluted, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Fortunately, I didn’t brag just now, otherwise it would be terrible.

"Haha, don't be nervous. I'm very optimistic about you, young man. Do your best!"

Deng Fenghua gave a few polite words of encouragement before leaving reluctantly.

A few days ago in Xu Zhenlin’s office, he wanted this guy to come and be the brigade commander, but unfortunately he failed in the end.

After seeing the real person today, his silent heart became restless again.

The young man has strong command ability and an excellent personal image. Such a person can fight in battles and serve as a good figure. There is no general who doesn't like him.

We still have to find a way to transfer him here. What future does he have if he always serves as a county magistrate?

"Tsk..."

As Deng Fenghua left, Zhang Ye smacked his lips with emotion and sighed softly.

"It's better to be famous. I just arrived at the door and someone recognized me. He's a general, too. That's great!"

"Sir, it won't be long before you become a general."

Lu Shan took this opportunity to flatter the emperor, smiling like a fool.

"If we want to be a general, we should be a general, not a general with chicken feathers."

Zhang Ye muttered softly, then straightened the tie around his neck and strode into the hotel.

As you step into the venue, you are greeted by an air of luxury. The nearly 2,000-square-meter banquet hall is decorated in a magnificent manner, like a dreamlike wonderland.

Soft wool carpets cover the entire floor, and dazzling crystal chandeliers hang high from the ceiling, emitting dazzling light and illuminating the entire space.

The solid wooden dining table was filled with exquisite food and drinks, and the silver cutlery gleamed with silver brilliance, looking particularly delicate and elegant.

Guests came and went, chatting and laughing. The men wore neat suits or traditional dresses, while the women wore colorful evening gowns and precious jewelry.

Especially the ladies, they were dressed like princesses, radiant and graceful.

Just looking at this scene, no one would have imagined that such a prosperous and lively scene took place in a country where the national literacy rate was less than 5% and most people still could not get enough to eat.

From this we can see that there is a huge gap between the rich and the poor between the upper class and the ordinary people.

The powerful and wealthy live a life of luxury, while most ordinary people live in poverty and misery.

It's quite funny to think about it: a group of upper-class people who are dressed in fancy clothes, speak wittily and politely, smoke imported cigars, and taste high-end red wine, gathered together to discuss how to increase public support, how to gain their trust, and how to squeeze out more effective value.

They have never thought about one thing: people are interdependent, and only sincerity can be exchanged for sincerity. If you have not sought any benefits for the people, why should they support you?

Oh yes, you have guns, you hold the truth in the world, cannons!

If he doesn't understand what I'm saying, just beat him until he behaves!

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"Chao Rong, come here, come here quickly!"

While Zhang Ye was eating in a corner, Huang Weize, who was talking to someone else, waved at him with a smile.

Seeing the teacher calling him, Zhang Ye didn't dare to hesitate. He wiped the corner of his mouth and walked over quickly.

"Hello, teacher, hello, officers!"

"Haha, everyone, this is Zhang Ye Zhang Chaorong, my favorite student."

Old Huang held up a glass of red wine and began to show off to the old friends around him.

"You know what happened a few days ago, right? The county security corps attacked the elite main force company and seized six cannons. It was this guy who did it."

"I know. You'd like to have this thing etched on your forehead and brag about it to everyone you meet!"

Among the few people, a man with a bald head, a thin body, and slightly sunken eye sockets turned to look at Zhang Ye and joked.

"Boy, you're a big star among the younger generation of the Duan family. Do you want to try a different position?"

"I'm short of a main force commander. Although the position is a bit low, it's a super-strength regiment with eight battalions, almost 5,000 people. If you come, I will immediately equip you with ten more mountain cannons, and you will instantly become our ace unit!"

"Lao Cui, just move aside. No one can get close to this guy!"

While everyone was joking, Xu Zhenlin slowly walked over with a wine glass. Beside him stood a beautiful and elegant elf named Xu Linlin.

The girl also dressed up today, wearing a custom-made high-end gauze dress, which made her look like an elf princess. With her delicate and cute little face, she was exquisite with a hint of mischief. As soon as she appeared, she instantly attracted a lot of people's attention.

"Boss Xu, who doesn't like talented generals? Let's fight for them based on our abilities. You can't stand in our way!"

Officer Cui was not willing to give up. Just as he was about to turn around and continue asking Zhang Ye, he heard Lao Xu smile faintly and said.

"Okay then, since you want to compete with Mr. Duan for this person, I'll talk to him later and see how confident you, Old Cui, are."

"Hey, you, you..." Sure enough, after hearing Duan Tianlin's name, the bald man shrank his neck and dared not say anything.

Although he was bold, he was not bold enough to compete with the leader of the Duan family for his subordinates.

Now that the old man has spoken, who would dare to take action against Zhang Ye?