People in the Republic of China era began to rise from industry.

Kong Yongzhi didn't dare to delay regarding the matter at the US embassy.

Not long after hanging up the phone, I hurriedly went to visit him.

The Kong family mainly engaged in import and export business and had many dealings with Americans. Therefore, they also had close ties with Johnson, the US ambassador, and their relationship was quite good.

One reason for this visit was to explain the situation.

More importantly, he wanted to find out who was behind Lin Yi's cause.

His old friend Jason did not hide it from him.

He explained that several members of Congress and an assistant to the Secretary of State sent him private telegrams.

He was asked to pay attention to the unfair treatment Fengyun Investment has encountered in its businesses in China.

The telegram was very polite, but it alarmed so many people that Jason understood the seriousness of the matter.

If he fails to handle the situation properly, his superior will likely be standing on the podium in Capitol Hill, facing questions from members of Congress.

"H, you should understand the seriousness of this matter, so please handle it properly as soon as possible."

Sitting in the car, recalling the words Jason had said when he saw him off, Kong Yongzhi's brows furrowed into a knot.

The facts are already clear: that bastard Lin Yi has latched onto the coattails of the Americans.

To put it more bluntly, this guy must have pledged allegiance to a powerful figure in the US political arena to prevent his assets from being seized, thus becoming a front man for the other side to plunder China's wealth.

Only in this way could he possibly receive such support.

They have absolutely no bottom line. For the sake of some interests, they've even abandoned their motherland!

He felt indignant, yet also envious and contemptuous of Lin Yi's despicable behavior.

Kong Yongzhi continued to think about the Textile Federation.

As for the Fenghua Metallurgical Plant, there's no need to think about it anymore.

At this point, there's no room for negotiation on compensation; the only remaining issue is how much compensation to pay.

Resolving this privately would probably mean losing face.

However, since the compensation comes from the national treasury, he won't suffer any specific losses.

If anyone's scratching their head, it's their brother-in-law, the finance minister.

But the situation with the Textile Federation is different.

He is now completely certain that his previous guess was correct.

Lin Yi has his hands on the textile industry, and his real aim is the US market.

He controls the supply of goods and the distribution channels, making money couldn't be easier.

That's a great idea.

Normally, Kong Yongzhi would have praised the young man for his excellent business acumen, saying that the younger generation is truly formidable.

But now, the two of them have the same idea!

From the moment he started selling Fenghua Textile Equipment Factory, he set his sights on the already crumbling Huaxia Textile Industry.

The significant increase in production efficiency allows us to gain a cost advantage over foreign goods, even under the current stringent tariff conditions.

As a seasoned businessman who mainly deals in import and export, Kong Yongzhi understood the profits involved all too well.

Lower than the international industry cost, as long as the export is completed, you can earn foreign exchange!

Given the scale of China's textile industry, its profits are definitely no less than those of his mineral export business.

His China Textile Import and Export Corporation has already begun preparations; it's just waiting to finalize the share distribution with his brother-in-law and sister-in-law before it's officially listed.

They secured all the finished fabric export business in one fell swoop.

Now, Lin Yi has suddenly appeared out of nowhere, robbing us halfway through, and to make matters worse, he's latched onto the Americans. What a fucking mess!

He cursed inwardly, then said, "Go to the Ministry of Finance!"

The situation is tricky, and he doesn't have a good solution at the moment.

Besides, it's not just his business; there's no need for him to worry about it all by himself...

No. 128, Zhongshan East Road, Ministry of Finance of the Nationalist Government.

"Minister Kong, is there anything you wish to do to grace us with your presence?"

In Song Wenchang's office, Kong Yongzhi smiled and didn't care about his brother-in-law's sarcastic remarks.

Where there are interests, there will be conflicts; this cannot be avoided simply because people are in the same camp or have family ties.

The reason why the import and export corporation could not be officially established for so long was that everyone was arguing and each wanted to take a larger share.

As for other conflicts, they are countless.

Even something as unsightly as pig bristles was being fought over by both companies, leading to numerous conflicts.

But these are all minor details.

Compared to the huge profits from exporting finished fabrics, it's not worth mentioning.

He smiled and went straight to the point, asking, "Wenchang, do you know someone named Lin Yi?"

Song Wenchang glanced at him and said, "Brother-in-law, that's a pointless question."

Many people know that Yongli Alkali Plant was hijacked.

There was another important reason why he directly threatened Fan Zhongxu: to warn Kong Yongzhi not to interfere.

Unexpectedly, Lin Yi, such a nobody, snatched it away in the end.

It's impossible not to feel frustrated about this.

As for his grand schemes, he would naturally not tell Kong Yongzhi.

In short, in other people's eyes, he suffered a loss and lost face.

Kong Yongzhi smiled and said, "Do you know that a group of people in the textile industry are currently forming an association?"

"I've heard about it from someone, is there a problem?"

Song Wenchang raised his eyebrows and straightened up from his previously slouching posture.

Since Kong Yongzhi brought this up, there must be some issues that deserve attention.

"The one who orchestrated this was Lin Yi."

As he spoke, Kong Yongzhi briefly recounted Wang Shiliang's experiences in Shanghai, and then mentioned how the Americans had stood up for Lin Yi.

Finally, he shared his assessment: "This guy probably had the same idea as us. If he gets control of this association and has Americans backing him up, we'll be out of the running."

After hearing this, Song Wenchang's brows furrowed deeply.

After a moment of silence, Song Wenchang asked, "Are there really a few US congressmen advocating for him?"

"Jansen said it himself, he wouldn't lie to me about something like this, would he?"

Then Kong Yongzhi said, "So, the problem is not just as simple as the finished fabric."

"If this guy succeeds this time, who can guarantee he won't try to take over the businesses we control in the future?"

This is also what Kong Yongzhi is most worried about.

With such limited profits, if Lin Yi wanted more, he would inevitably have to reach for their plates.

This guy is ambitious and resourceful, but he has no bottom line.

Even for the sake of the long term, we must not let the other side succeed this time.

Song Wenchang certainly understood this as well.

He frowned and said, "Then what if we stop him from establishing this association?"

"It can't be stopped."

Kong Yongzhi shook his head: "We offended Wu Rongsheng and his gang too badly before. With Lin Yi as an option, they won't stand on the government's side."

Song Wenchang frowned even more, his brows forming a deep frown.

Some people sought help from Kong Yongzhi, and naturally, others came to visit him.

But tariffs are a matter of national government policy.

How could it possibly change so easily?

Not to mention, he was also involved in the initial involvement in the import of finished fabrics.

At the time, I even thought about buying up some yarn factories at rock-bottom prices and partnering with foreigners.

It's impossible for him to advocate for those people in the textile industry.

I never expected this to happen.

It's all Lin Yi's fault! He ruined one good thing after another!

Thinking resentfully, Song Wenchang said, "Lin Yi is plotting to seize the American finished fabric market. The people who are even more furious than us are probably the Japanese, right?"

Upon hearing this, Kong Yongzhi's eyes lit up immediately: "A fight between a snipe and a clam?"

"The fisherman reaps the benefit!"