Fists that can subdue mountains and rivers, martial arts that can lead to immortality!

With Lu Ming leading the way, the heads of various factories or projects began to talk about the progress of the businesses they were in charge of.

Some people have achieved results.

Some people also face many difficulties.

Jiang Wangzu simply listened, occasionally asking further questions, but didn't interfere much.

Occasionally, he would use some business thinking from later generations to inspire them, which immediately amazed them.

However, he absolutely does not interfere in specific matters.

Just kidding, he is indeed a top student, but he didn't study finance.

Even if he studied finance or business management, it would only be theoretical knowledge.

Moreover, the people in front of him were the elites of this era; their intelligence was no less than his, and their experience was a hundred times greater.

He's not a micro-management master.

Find the right person, put them in the right position, and then just be a hands-off manager!

Every so often, a group of professional managers are sent to check the accounts. As long as there are no major problems with the accounts, everything is fine.

If anyone dares to play tricks on him, they'd better go take a bath in the Longjiang River!

Jiang Wangzu was very generous to his subordinates, and he treated his senior executives even better, far exceeding the industry average. If they were still not satisfied, then they would be far too greedy.

The meeting ended in the evening.

Jiang Wangzu treated everyone to a casual meal at the most famous restaurant in Shanghai.

Of course, he knew he wouldn't feel comfortable around these people, so he left after having a couple of drinks with them.

He first went to the Heaven on Earth dance hall, where Xu Zhenzhen managed both dance halls very well.

Then we went to Xianlemen.

As top-tier nightclubs in the same district, Jiang Wangzu's Heaven on Earth is only two streets away from Han Qiao's Fairy Music Hall.

Although Han Qiao's Xianlemen is still the largest dance hall in Shanghai, the combined size of Jiang Wangzu's two dance halls has already surpassed hers.

If run well, this dance hall can really be a money tree!

"Master Jiang!"

As soon as Jiang Wangzu arrived at the entrance of the Xianlemen Dance Hall, he was ushered inside.

There was a time when he had to resort to back channels because he was short of money.

Looking at things now, it's truly disheartening!

He went straight to the third floor.

His relationship with Han Qiao is now common knowledge throughout the entire Xianlemen.

Of course, everyone also knows about his relationship with Lin Rumeng.

I wonder how many people secretly wish they could bite their back teeth off!

envy!

envy!

hate it!

When Han Qiao and Lin Rumeng learned that Jiang Wangzu had arrived, they came out to greet him together, and the three of them entered Han Qiao's room together.

This scene must have made countless people envious.

But no one noticed anything amiss.

Because Jiang Wangzu is now the president of the Shanghai Chamber of Commerce, the industrial tycoon of Shanghai, the underground emperor of Shanghai, and the executive elder of the Canal Gang...

With so many titles, any one of them could intimidate a group of people.

Isn't it perfectly reasonable for a man with such titles to have the beautiful proprietress of Xianlemen and the golden-voiced queen of Xianlemen, Rumeng?

Han Qiao's bedroom and living room.

Jiang Wangzu and the other two sat on a soft leather sofa.

Han Qiao took out her treasured red wine and poured a glass for Jiang Wangzu and Lin Rumeng each.

Then she poured herself another glass, looked at Jiang Wangzu with a resentful tone, and said:

"Finally, you've come back."

"Did that person also return to Shanghai?"

Jiang Wangzu naturally knew who the person she was talking about was.

Han Qiao is fearless, not afraid of heaven or earth, and not even afraid of martial arts masters.

But she was really afraid of ghosts!

"Sister Pearl has completely returned from the yin to the yang and is walking the path of a ghost immortal again."

"However, she still needs to overcome three tribulations before she can return to her peak, so she stayed at Wudang Mountain to cultivate."

"It is estimated that it will be successful before the end of this year, and it may even go further and become a real ghost immortal."

Jiang Wangzu spoke up.

Ghost Immortal, whose overall strength is equivalent to a Martial Dao Celestial Being, or a Land Immortal.

This is a being that is both godlike and demonic.

If he has a ghost immortal protecting him, who in the world would dare to mess with him?

This thick leg is even thicker than his cheap master, Chen Liujia!

"It actually worked!"

"Truly awe-inspiring!"

Han Qiao couldn't help but sigh.

"By the way, has there been any news from Master lately?"

Jiang Wangzu asked.

"no."

"But no news is good news."

"But you must be careful now, Ah Zu."

"At present, the southern provinces of the Republic of China are constantly embroiled in war, with southern warlords and revolutionary armies fighting each other, and both sides winning and losing."

"This war could last for many more years."

"Shanghai is a truce zone for all forces, so the flames of war naturally won't reach here."

"But nothing is absolute."

"You are too rich now, and you control too many resources."

"And wars are fought over money and supplies."

"Before you were in Shanghai, they hadn't taken any action, but now that you've returned, warlords will probably be coming to you for alms soon."

"Especially those warlords who stand behind the Grand Canal Gang, they have already been badly beaten by the Southern Revolutionary Army. If they don't recover some of their losses, they probably won't be able to hold on."

Han Qiao gave Jiang Wangzu a meaningful look and then spoke.

"It seems that Commander Du, the military governor of Shanghai, has already asked you for alms?"

Jiang Wangzu knew that Xianlemen was under the protection of Du Bingkun, the military governor of Shanghai, and that Han Qiao's various channels were mostly operated through Du Bingkun.

"Give him an extra 100,000 silver dollars a month on top of the original profit distribution."

"I feel this is just the beginning. After all, although Governor Du has already entered the fray, he hasn't yet exerted his full strength."

"As long as he goes to war with the Southern Revolutionary Army on all fronts, whether he wins or loses, he will need money, a huge amount of money."

Han Qiao sighed and spoke.

When guns fire, gold pours in!

Even if you demolish her Xianlemen, it probably still wouldn't be enough to raise enough funds for Marshal Du's military expenses!

But Commander Du is a man who holds the truth in his hands, and he won't reason with Han Qiao.

"You bastard, just because you have connections and guns doesn't mean you're tough. You'd have to pay him 1.2 million silver dollars a year just for talking nonsense!"

"That's enough money for him to support an army of 10,000 for a year!"

Jiang Wangzu cursed.

However, Commander Du occupies the wealthy land of Jiangnan Province and commands tens of thousands of troops. If a war were to break out, he could easily expand his army to over a hundred thousand.

Such a powerful figure is not someone you can easily fool.

Even now, Jiang Wangzu is still far from being good enough!

"I'm doing alright, my expenses aren't that high, and Xianlemen's profits are still decent."

"But now there are too many people who want to eat with you."

"Your business has expanded too much and affected the interests of too many people."

"And you rose to power too quickly, and your background isn't deep."

Too many people see you as easy prey.

"Although you defeated Ding Lie and now wield great power in Shanghai, in the eyes of the warlords, the entire city of Shanghai is nothing more than their granary and money bag."

"Those tycoons in Shanghai may seem powerful and influential, but when faced with unreasonable warlords, they can only admit defeat!"

Han Qiao looked at Jiang Wangzu with some concern and offered a reminder.