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

Lin Yi returned to Ferguson Road in the evening.

He racked his brains in the office for many ideas.

For example, go to Nanjing and talk to Song Wenchang.

He turned the ten million he originally intended to swindle into a fact.

After all, this is indeed a way to make money.

As long as everyone has no grudge against money, it's not impossible to let go of past grievances.

However, he ultimately rejected the idea.

Song Wenchang treated himself like a piglet, harboring grand ambitions.

I'm afraid that a mere few million in profit won't be enough to satisfy their appetite.

Moreover, once this step is taken, the initiative will be in Song Wenchang's hands.

Who knows if Song Wenchang will casually put him in there too?

The risk is too high; it's not worth it no matter how you calculate it.

He also considered joining the underground Communist Party.

Make a fortune off them; it's all out of goodwill.

Unfortunately, the underground party probably couldn't raise such a large sum of money in a short time.

Moreover, it is also extremely risky for him at present.

If such a large sum of money were to be transferred and it were discovered that the source was the underground Communist Party, not only would everything fall apart, but he would also have to flee.

After much deliberation, only two options remained.

The first thing is to wait for the alkali plant issue to develop.

When the time comes, once someone is willing to take over the shares handed over by Fan Zhongxu and the other two, he can take the opportunity to discuss this matter.

If we can get these key figures from the banking industry involved, the chances of success are still quite high.

The other option is Americans.

We should discuss this together with opening up export channels; we're confident we can reach an agreement.

But once he takes this step, the benefits he has to give up will inevitably exceed his bottom line.

"Young Master, are you feeling unwell?"

As soon as Lin Yi got out of the car, Uncle Nan came out to greet him.

Lin Yi's face turned pale from overworking his brain.

Uncle Nan saw it at a glance.

"No, I'm just tired."

Lin Yi smiled and then began to talk about Lin Andao.

He planned to send Lin Andao to Hong Kong.

I asked Chen Daochang for help before.

They just replied this afternoon, saying they've already contacted the hospital.

Upon hearing this, Uncle Nan immediately frowned: "Hong Kong is so far away, is it appropriate to send the gentleman there alone?"

"It's not difficult to visit them every now and then."

Lin Yi comforted him, "Uncle Nan, Father's condition has not improved, and it can't continue like this."

"The hospitals in Hong Kong are always better equipped, which will definitely be good for his recovery."

This reason is quite sufficient. After thinking for a moment, Uncle Nan shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Young Master, you have considered things very thoroughly. I was the one who was confused."

"I'll arrange things at the company in the next few days and try to leave as soon as possible."

As he said this, a hint of worry appeared between Uncle Nan's brows.

Lin Yi knew perfectly well why Uncle Nan, who was so loyal to Lin Andao, would act this way.

It's not that there's too much work at the company.

It was more about the underground party.

In recent days, newspapers have been publishing news from time to time about the Nationalist government's crackdown on the Red areas.

They all refer to some kind of great victory.

Lin Yi was unaware of the specifics.

But one thing is certain: the fighting will be fierce.

This can also be verified by the fact that Uncle Nan left Shanghai for business trips every now and then during this period.

Lin Yi didn't know, nor did he want to know, what Uncle Nan, the underground party member, was actually doing.

However, Lin Andao's affair has already been covered up.

The investigation department has an undercover Communist Party member in a high-ranking position, and the special affairs department also has a lead on Shen An.

Even if Uncle Nan is exposed one day, Lin Yi is very confident that he can help him get away with it.

In short, this situation is the best arrangement for Lin Yi.

"I still have some things to arrange in Hong Kong. I'll send my father there in a few days."

"...I'll try my best to arrange things, and we'll go together then."

Uncle Nan said firmly, and without waiting for Lin Yi to say anything more, he told the servants to prepare dinner.

She also reminded him to prepare bird's nest porridge for Lin Yi as a late-night snack.

My young master is living on American time.

Uncle Nan couldn't stay up past midnight every day, so he's recently returned to a normal sleep schedule...

The following day, I continued to sleep in late.

When I arrived at the company around noon, Liu Jing was already waiting downstairs.

"Mr. Lin, these are today's newspapers."

"As you instructed, all the pages have been arranged to be on the front page."

Lin Yi didn't go to pick him up. As he walked up the stairs, he inquired about the equipment factory.

The public opinion has been buzzing about this for several days now; there should be some progress by now.

"We received several clients from Shanghai, and also received inquiries from businesspeople from other places via telephone."

"However, our equipment is expensive, and we don't have a finished product yet, so we're still hesitating."

"We can guarantee that if the machine's efficiency does not meet our promise, we will not only not charge them a penny, but also refund their entire deposit."

Lin Yi gave Liu Jing a suggestion.

The sales strategies of the Republic of China were generally too conservative.

People are used to following a set routine and have no awareness that time is money.

In other words, the company is currently experiencing a cash shortage.

Otherwise, Lin Yi would have to find a few big clients and give each of them a production line for free as an advertisement.

"Yes, I'll arrange it when I get back."

Liu Jing responded with a smile.

Before they could finish speaking, the two had already entered the office.

"In addition, you should take the initiative to visit Xingye Textile Factory to promote our textile equipment."

"We can accept a smaller deposit, but we need to find a way to get them to buy more production lines."

The alkali plant issue is currently the top priority.

However, other matters still need to be handled.

For example, helping Yu Xingmin's Xingye Yarn Factory by depleting its cash flow.

"Okay, I'll pay a visit this afternoon."

Then Liu Jing added, "By the way, Mr. Lin, there's been some progress with the rice merchants."

“A representative from the alkali company lived in the American Chamber of Commerce.”

"I've already asked someone to inquire about the specifics, and I should have some news in the next day or two."

"Okay, let's focus on their annual shipment volume."

Liu Jing received his instructions and left.

Lin Yi made himself a cup of tea and was about to call the alkali plant to ask about the situation when the phone rang.

"Chairman Lin, this is Lao Fan."

It was Fan Zhongxu's voice.

It's probably because Lin Yi always calls him Lao Fan, and recently Mr. Fan has gotten used to this title.

Before Lin Yi could even speak, Fan Zhongxu said impatiently, "Someone has contacted us; she's willing to invest in the alkali plant."

"So fast?"

Lin Yi was somewhat surprised.

The article was only published today, and he originally thought it would take at least two or three days to elevate the price war among alkali plants to a certain level and ignite patriotic fervor in the business community.

"Hehe, it's more than just fast."

Fan Zhongxu chuckled on the other end of the phone: "Do you know who it is?"

Lin Yi laughed along, "To make you so happy, Lao Fan, I bet it must be some very important person."

"He is indeed a rare and important person."

Fan Zhongxu's voice was indescribably cheerful.

Without further ado, she revealed her identity: "She is the seventh young lady of the Sheng family."

"I just got a call asking us to come to the Sheng Mansion for a face-to-face meeting."

Miss Sheng the Seventh?

Lin Yi was completely confused.

He had never heard of this title before.

He has been stranded in Shanghai for over a month.

In Shanghai today, he has heard of most of the people who deserve the title of "big shot," even if he has never met them.

But he had never heard of a woman who could be considered a rare and important figure by Fan Zhongxu.