1928: The Rise of Giants

Chapter 452: The Tax Police Corps is very good, now it’s mine!

"Hey, Aluo, I know you have some money, but it's not enough." Song Ziwen knew the details of Ye's investment better than anyone else.

In Shanghai, Ye's Investment is truly a dominant company.

But looking at the entire Republic of China, Ye's investment can only be regarded as a second-tier plutocratic asset.

There are four major families in the first echelon: the Manchu Qing Dynasty elders, the Jiangsu and Zhejiang plutocrats who are attached to the National Government, the northern plutocrats who are attached to Zhang Hanqing, the Sassoon family, etc.

In addition, the foreign tycoons in various concessions also hold countless assets and can reach the first and fifth echelons.

The second echelon of Ye Luo are all new capital, new dignitaries, or important relatives of those in power who have emerged in the past thirty years.

In fact, it is amazing enough that Ye Luo can achieve this point within two years.

But no matter how powerful it is, capital must have a process of accumulation, right?

Song Ziwen didn't think he could have more money than himself.

"I made a little money in the United States." Ye Luo briefly talked about Hollywood. He also said that Hongxing United Group had also made a lot of commissions through penny stocks and early stock markets. In the end, he sold it out, and there was another wave. Cash out.

"But this child is not mine, brother, don't think too much about it. Americans are very complicated and their private lives are very messy. I still have some say over there."

"Yeah, it's urgent, it's urgent." Song Ziwen seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and hurriedly sat over and said to him, "Aluo, help me this time! Otherwise, the Ministry of Finance will really not be able to handle it."

"Is that much?" Ye Luo hesitated, and his expression was naturally meant for Song Ziwen to see.

I can barely cope with this situation by spending a little of my own money and squeezing some of it from those businessmen who have been trying to curry favor with me.

Ye Luo chuckled: "Brother, don't be secretive here. If it's only 5000 million oceans, how come you can't operate?"

"It's okay to help. It takes some time to transfer the money to the Republic of China." Ye Luo nodded, half-sentence, and the implication was self-evident.

What Ye Luo said was true and false, and it seemed especially true to Song Ziwen's ears.

No matter how good the relationship between the two is, it is impossible for him to give away 8700 million yuan just as he wants, even though the money belongs to him in the first place.

"That's 1740 million US dollars, equivalent to 8700 million yuan!" Song Ziwen clicked his tongue. He didn't expect that he could make so much money just by being that woman's partner!

"And brother, do you remember that she has a daughter who was born in our Ye's Hospital and is still being raised by Xiuzhu and the others. It's been more than two months."

As for my sister's money, let her find a way to spend it on her own.

"Hey, Aluo, I won't hide it from you anymore. I want to borrow your 8700 million yuan."

Even without the subsequent short selling, Ye Luo's trip to the United States was still fruitful.

"I'll tell you clearly. Before in Hongxing United Group, not to mention penny stocks and subsequent stock commissions, I followed that woman to short-sell U.S. Steel for a small amount of time. I made 3800 million US dollars that time, and later sold She got more than 2000 million U.S. dollars from Hongxing United Group, and I got 5800% of the 30 million U.S. dollars."

"I still have about 5000 million yuan left on hand." Song Ziwen first reported a small number to see Ye Luo's reaction.

The more Song Ziwen listened, the more fascinated he became, and while amazed, he gradually began to believe it.

He can't control that much anymore.

Ye Luo smiled and said,

Some things cannot be contained in paper.

Song Ziwen calculated in his mind that with this money, the remaining 1300 million yuan could be easily collected.

There is no such thing as a free lunch.

"A Luo, some of the things that happened before were my fault. I am here to apologize to you!" Song Ziwen stood up and bowed to him, and Ye Luo quickly helped him up.

"I know you didn't mean anything about the Jiang An Lun incident, but anyway, I can't forgive you. But don't worry this time, I won't let you suffer!" Song Ziwen held his hand and said sincerely,

"To borrow this money, we can go to the United States to find a big bank and someone you trust to notarize it. The interest will be calculated as normal. Brother will not take advantage of you."

"Also, do you remember Jiang Keting? Their Zhentai Textile Factory illegally sells Japanese goods as domestic products, and is also suspected of transporting and trading cigarettes. They will be finished when I go back. When Zhentai gives it to you, he will also give all his belongings You, and his beautiful daughter, Jiang Meiying, remember? Then you can play whatever you want."

"Also, next month I will go out to sign the tariff autonomy agreement. When these are liberalized, once you, Ye, do all the domestic product business, I will not let other companies get involved!"

"By the way, aren't you still working on a military cooperation project? I have a security team here. Do you remember Wen Yingxing? I am going to let him lead the formation of a tax police group to be responsible for tax inspection and collection work. By then, they will all be equipped with Germans. Standard equipment, professional training, and approval from the principal.”

"I'll pledge this to you."

Song Ziwen almost revealed all his trump cards in one breath.

Even the tax police headquarters were used as collateral.

It shows how eager he is for the money.

"Brother." Ye Luo knew that there was no need to be pretentious now. He was originally a profit-seeking businessman, and his position had always been this way, so he agreed, "Then I will accept it first. When you get rich later, we will Let’s renegotiate.”

"Okay, okay, thank you for finding you here, Aluo." Song Ziwen didn't care about these things. After all, after overcoming this difficulty, money will come slowly.

This incident made him see a problem clearly.

Ye Luo is not a little brother who can be manipulated by him. Everyone says that Zhang Hanqing values ​​Ye Luo so much because he wants to train him to become another Song Ziwen.

But looking at it now, Song Ziwen is ashamed of himself in terms of his ability to make money in business.

It was precisely because of several tests that Song Ziwen had confirmed that Ye Luo had no intention of entering politics, so he was relieved to hand over the construction and power of the Tax Police Corps to him.

Ye Luo really didn't care about this and had no intention of entering politics.

But he has always had a bad habit.

As long as something is taken into the mouth, it is absolutely impossible to spit it out.

The tax police group is very good and he likes it very much.

It's his now.

Later, when this unit was heavily labeled as Ye's, even if Song Ziwen took it back, he would be nothing more than a polished commander.

The two chatted for a while, and when they heard that Ye Luo was going to attend the wedding of Huixin and Livermore, Song Ziwen felt that the circle was really chaotic.

The same was true in the Republic of China. The relationship between men and women in the upper class was constantly being cut and messed up.

After chatting until lunch time, Song Ziwen reluctantly said goodbye to Ye Luo and waited for his good news.

After returning to his residence, Ye Luo called Franklin directly and asked him to be the notary public for the transaction.

Franklin certainly wouldn't refuse.

Neither Song Ziwen nor he thought that this contract would cause huge waves later.

But Song Ziwen was always helpless towards Ye Luo.

Because this notary is too hardcore.

(End of this chapter)