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

"What do you mean? You're just going to accept this?"

Song Wenchang's indifferent attitude immediately made Kong Yongzhi frown.

"What else?"

Song Wenchang lifted his eyelids to look at him.

Without waiting for Kong Yongzhi to speak again, he shook his head and said, "Even the madam is powerless, and you yourself said that it is probably impossible to stop it, so of course we can only accept it."

"If we keep trying, it will not only be futile, but it will also annoy people."

"……Oh shit!"

Kong Yongzhi surprisingly uttered a curse word.

This is not just a question of whether they can benefit from it.

The key point is that what was thought to be a sure thing had involved a considerable investment in paving the way.

The Seven Stars Company, which he quietly established in the concession six months ago, had hired many foreign friends as consultants at great expense.

This was all for the purpose of a large-scale, continuous influx of German arms, which would then be handled by the Seven Stars Company.

The expansion of scale and the circumvention of restrictions imposed by foreign governments were all handled by Seven Star Company.

After all, once it passes through the Seven Stars Company, it can theoretically be regarded as a private trade transaction.

Otherwise, if it were a direct transaction between governments, not to mention Britain and France, there would also be the League of Nations' censorship system, and the Japanese government certainly wouldn't sit idly by.

There will inevitably be trouble.

At this point, it would be necessary for the friends from various countries who served as consultants for Seven Stars Company to lobby their respective governments.

As long as Britain and France don't get involved, the Japanese won't be able to cause any trouble.

Unless they directly take military action.

Since everyone is working so hard for the country, it's perfectly reasonable for them to take 20% of the profits.

But now the deal has suddenly fallen through, and the previous investment of several million has completely gone down the drain.

lost heavily!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. As he spoke, Kong Yong felt a sharp pain in his cheek.

He gritted his teeth and said, "What about Seven Stars Company?"

"We'd be at a huge loss if we didn't get this deal!"

"You also own shares!"

"If this deal falls through, we can do another one."

Having accepted reality, Song Wenchang's tone remained calm: "Isn't the reorganization plan still including trucks?"

"The supply train, artillery regiment, transport regiment, and various supply depots, all added up to more than 6,000 vehicles, will be able to recoup the previous investment if we take on this business."

As he spoke, he laughed again: "In any case, it will cost money. Let's spend the money first, and then the National Government can have a proper talk with Lin Yi about the payment cycle."

"The Nationalist government is facing financial difficulties. As a citizen, shouldn't he be understanding?"

"Otherwise, it won't sound good if word gets out."

Upon hearing this, Kong Yongzhi blinked twice and burst into laughter.

Making money or not doesn't matter; as long as he can annoy Lin Yi, he'll feel great!

Just as they were laughing, the secretary appeared at the door.

He knocked on the door and came in: "Dean, Minister Kong."

"what's up?"

"News just came from Sichuan Province: Fenghua Automobile Factory has successfully manufactured trucks."

Kong Song: "..."

The two were stunned for a moment, then looked at each other, as if the sky had fallen.

"I...hum!"

The words of insult were on the tip of his tongue, but Kong Yongzhi swallowed them back.

He leaned back on the sofa, his chest heaving.

Song Wenchang felt a sudden throbbing in his head, and raised his hand to rub it vigorously: "Is the news true?"

"Many journalists from Sichuan Province, as well as some journalists from Shanghai, attended the ceremony for the vehicle to roll off the production line. It will be published in the newspaper tomorrow."

"In addition, Liu Yuanfu was also invited to go and ordered one hundred vehicles on the spot."

Song Wenchang: "...Sigh."

There was absolutely no other way.

Since the weapons were purchased from Lin Yi, military supplies like trucks were naturally included in the deal.

They used to have close ties with foreign countries, so no one else could get involved in this kind of business.

But now that it's available domestically, wouldn't other companies rush in to see if there's any profit to be made?

Once there's profit to be made, we naturally won't stand idly by and let them eat it all.

Trying to push for external procurement again is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Not to mention, they also wanted to add 20% of the profit...

The news that the Fenghua brand Longxing truck had officially rolled off the production line shocked the entire business, military, and political community as soon as it was published in the newspapers.

Lin Yi's portable radio had been busy since the morning.

Besides receiving a bunch of congratulatory telegrams from people I know and don't know, quite a few people actually placed orders directly.

There are units of ten or twenty, and also units of one hundred or two hundred.

Chen Bonan, in particular, immediately ordered 500 units.

At the end of the telegram, he specifically inquired when the Fenghua Automobile Factory in Guangzhou would be able to produce complete vehicles.

His words reveal his resentment at Sichuan Province taking the lead.

Lin Yi called back to reassure him, promising that Director Chen would be able to ride in a car produced in Guangdong Province before the Mid-Autumn Festival next year.

"What are we going to do? There are more than two thousand of these alone."

Sitting in the office with Lin Yi, Fan Zhongxu tidied up a stack of papers on his desk, his expression a mixture of joy and worry.

What's pleasing is how enthusiastically everyone supports it.

They placed the order without even seeing the actual car.

Although this was largely due to Lin Yi's personal connections, an order is an order.

The worry is that production capacity won't be able to pick up anytime soon.

Unable to deliver on time, this favor has become a burden.

Deciding who to give to first and who to give to later is also a big problem.

Lin Yi knew what he was thinking.

He smiled and said, "I'll reply to each telegram later, explaining the situation to everyone. They'll understand."

"In addition, when delivering goods, we can deliver them in one batch at a time, so that everyone can benefit from the delivery and there will be no objections."

"That's the only way."

Fan Zhongxu nodded and was about to get up to make arrangements when a subordinate rushed in.

"Mr. Lin, urgent telegram from Shanghai."

"Just as the textile equipment factory was finishing work, a truck at the factory gate had its brakes fail, killing more than ten workers and injuring more than thirty others."

"what?!"

"What's going on? Is that our truck?"

Fan Zhongxu jumped up from his chair.

"No, the telegram said the driver was Japanese, and he's already been arrested by the police."

"The workers are very agitated right now. They've all gathered in the factory area, waiting for an explanation."

Fan Zhongxu slammed his fist on the table, gritting his teeth and cursing, "Damn it, this is clearly intentional!"

At this moment, Lin Yi's brows were furrowed into a deep frown.

It could only have been intentional.

Japanese people, trucks.

Especially since the news of Longxing trucks rolling off the production line was just published today, this incident happened.

How could such a coincidence happen?

He breathed a sigh of relief and instructed his subordinates, "Send a telegram back to Lao Jing and tell the workers that we will definitely seek justice for the victims."

"In addition, we must do a good job in providing compensation. The deceased will receive a uniform condolence payment of 3,000 yuan, and the injured will each receive 1,000 yuan."

"Everyone needs to receive it today."

"Also, we need to negotiate with the police station and the Municipal Council to urge them to severely punish the murderer!"

"I will get back as soon as possible."