Warlord: Starting with Subduing Little A Qiao

Just now, he saw that Master Qin had been called over by Du Guosheng, and seeing that Master Qin was about to leave, he immediately followed without thinking.

As soon as he approached, he heard Du Guosheng asking about the China Merchants Steam Navigation Company's ships, while Qin Wuye looked at them with an air of self-importance. Wang Yaqiao's anger surged to the sky.

The angry roar mentioned above originated from this.

At this moment, everyone's eyes turned to them.

But Wang Yaqiao no longer cared about the opinions of outsiders. He pointed at Master Qin and started cursing loudly.

"Qin Laowu, have you no shame? How dare you steal my business?!"

"Let me tell you, you get paid for helping others out of trouble! I helped Old Li out, and that ship from the China Merchants Bureau originally belonged to me, Wang Yaqiao!"

In stark contrast to Wang Yaqiao's furious outburst, Fifth Master Qin calmly retorted.

"The ships operated by China Merchants Group are not decided by me, but by China Merchants Group itself!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Yaqiao not only didn't get angry but laughed, her tone becoming vicious.

"What kind of bullshit decision was made by the Investment Promotion Bureau? Do you think I, Wang Yaqiao, am a fool?"

"Let me tell you, others may fear you, Fifth Master Qin! But I, Wang Yaqiao, am not afraid at all!"

"Do you think both the legitimate and underworld circles in Shanghai give you face? I'm not giving you any! You have to give me an explanation today."

The aggressive words immediately struck everyone's eardrums, each sentence seemingly chilled to the bone.

Seeing the threat in Wang Yaqiao's words, Du Guosheng, sitting in the main seat, frowned and shouted in a deep voice.

"That's enough, Wang Yaqiao."

The chilling voice instantly lowered the atmosphere by five degrees, sending a shiver down the spines of all the guests in the banquet hall.

Wang Yaqiao, on the other side, also paused.

But the look in his eyes grew colder and sharper, as if it were poisoned.

It seems that Du Guosheng has already sided with Master Qin.

Seeing that he probably wouldn't get any explanation today, a wicked glint flashed in his eyes, and he snorted coldly.

“I’ll give Mr. Du face. But I’ll tell you about Qin Laowu.”

Then, he uttered another harsh remark.

"What goes around comes around! Qin Laowu, don't fall into my hands, Wang Yaqiao's hands, or else..."

Before he could finish his chillingly cold words, everyone could feel the threat in his voice!

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Chapter Twenty-Seven: These are just women's products, yet they earn more than a soap factory?!

The smile that Qin Wuye had been wearing immediately vanished.

That shipment is probably not a good omen.

First, Mr. Du took a liking to it, and then Wang Yaqiao kept a close eye on it.

Suppressing his suspicions, Fifth Master Qin glanced at the sky, turned around, and greeted Du Guosheng.

"It's getting late, Mr. Du, I'll take my leave now."

Du Guosheng remained expressionless, clearly displeased with Wang Yaqiao's behavior. Upon hearing Qin Wuye's voice, he nodded in agreement.

Afterwards, Qin Wuye greeted several business tycoons and association presidents he was on good terms with before heading outside.

"Let's go."

When the sound reached Ye Bai's ears, he turned around, nodded to the crowd, and followed suit.

As soon as they got into the car at Yaji Mansion, they saw that Master Qin had already closed his eyes.

His expression was unusually grave; where was the ease and composure he had displayed before the banquet?

Ye Bai narrowed his eyes as well.

Wang Yaqiao's words were still lingering in Ye Bai's mind.

Those harsh words were like a time bomb, as if they would be ignited at any moment.

At the same time, these scenes at the banquet also served as a wake-up call for Ye Bai.

In chaotic times, strength is more important than anything else.

It seems that his pace of developing light industry was too slow.

Thinking of this, Ye Bai felt an even greater sense of urgency.

He needs to make more money, open more factories, and expand his influence!

Back at the Paramount, Ye Bai was even busier than usual.

The expansion and merger of the soap factory has been completed.

The production line at the household chemical factory is ready and waiting for mass production.

A few days later, a familiar invitation card was placed on Ye Bai's desk in his study.

He is Song Jizu, the owner of the Tianjin Pancreas Factory.

"Mr. Ye."

During this visit, Boss Song addressed Ye Bai the same way, but his attitude had changed considerably.

"Mr. Song, have you made up your mind?" Ye Bai asked again to confirm.

The attitude of Boss Song in front of him was neither arrogant nor humble, but it was clear that he respected Ye Bai.

"Yes, I have made up my mind. I am willing to accept the conditions that Mr. Ye proposed last time."

After returning from the last banquet, Boss Song pondered the matter for a while.

That territory in Northeast China has already been occupied by the Japanese.

Meanwhile, the country was embroiled in warlord conflicts, with various factions taking turns to rise and fall, and a unified empire had yet to be achieved.

According to his assessment, major wars are likely to continue both domestically and internationally.

War means destruction and rebuilding, but it also breeds new opportunities.

For a shrewd businessman, the most important thing is to seize business opportunities.

It was under such circumstances that Lü Buwei discovered the extraordinary man and exclaimed: "A rare commodity worth hoarding!"

According to his investigation, the person in charge of the Paramount Ballroom was no ordinary person!

The soap and chemical factories under my control all point to one demand: making money.

And what's the point of making money?!

Mr. Song dared not delve into the reasons behind it.

After learning about Ye Bai's handling of the Four Seas Gang's actions, Boss Song's opinion of Ye Bai changed once again.

This child is both brave and resourceful; he is sure to achieve great things in the future!

At this moment, the conditions Ye Bai offered seemed more like a golden opportunity.

It's like he's taking a huge gamble on his future.

And as businessmen know, there's one thing.

High investment, high risk, and high profit have always coexisted.

If you want to reap the high profits behind it, you have to get involved and never be stingy with your capital!

Once he figured this out, Boss Song arrived.

But to his utter surprise, he regretted it the very next second after making this huge gamble.

Just then, Ye Bai suddenly smiled, and then he heard something that left him speechless.

"Boss Song, we're currently penniless. We'll take it one step at a time."

This means that the so-called Ye Group is currently just an empty shell.

At this time, Mr. Song's position as deputy general manager was nothing more than a verbal promise.

Seeing that Boss Song was stunned, Ye Bai personally pushed a cup of tea in front of him.

"There will be bread, there will be milk, there will be everything. It just takes time."

Mr. Song's face was almost blank.

He never expected that Ye Bai would just make empty promises.

And he himself actually sold himself for this pie?!

Just as Boss Song recovered from his shock, Ye Bai unceremoniously handed over a bunch of business to him.

The soap factory's local development plan remains unchanged.

However, the plan to expand into other provinces was handed over to Boss Song.

Oh no, he's now Deputy General Manager Song.