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Headquarters of the Canal Gang.

Dai Qinghe's villa.

In the reception room.

Dai Qinghe sat in the first seat, with Acheng standing beside him.

Jiang Wangzu stood to the left.

"Ah Zu, you have now become a core member of the Cao Gang."

"Next, I will have to shoulder some responsibility for helping China."

"Now you are considered one of my people. Our lineage is so numerous because we closely follow the leader's lead, and we are involved in all kinds of businesses within the gang."

"Opium, smuggling, gambling dens, brothels, pleasure boats, or even managing a street, or even entering the police force to pursue a career in government."

"Why don't you be frank with me and tell me what you're interested in?"

Dai Qinghe said with great pride.

Shanghai is a very special city, a battleground for the forces of the concessions, warlords, and financial magnates.

It was also the main battlefield for the struggle between the Southern Revolutionary Army and the old warlords and royalists in the North.

However, Shanghai's geographical location is too important, and its economy is too developed.

Therefore, no single power can take over this place.

Any force attempting to control Shanghai will inevitably face attacks from all sides.

Therefore, Shanghai is currently in a very chaotic period of self-governance.

With the support of various powerful forces, gangs gained control of Shanghai, and the extent of their power far exceeded Jiang Wangzu's imagination.

Whether in politics, business, or even the police station representing the violent institutions of Shanghai, there are members from various gangs.

It could even be said that the police station has been infiltrated by gangs and turned into a sieve.

"My father was an opium addict and gambler. My mother died of anger because of him, and my older and younger sisters were sold by him to raise money for gambling."

"I am mortal with gambling and drugs!"

"So, Sixth Master, I want to open a nightclub!"

Jiang Wangzu stated his thoughts directly.

Dance halls are a new thing; apart from a few that have opened in the upper district, no one in the lower district has ventured into them yet.

Although this is a fantasy world set in the Republican era, it is not entirely different from the world he lived in.

A glimpse of the leopard in the tube can be seen.

His observations of the development of Shanghai during the Republic of China era in his world are enough to show that the dance hall industry in Shanghai will definitely have great potential in the future.

In his world, during the Republic of China era, the largest economic pillar of Shanghai was the cotton textile industry, and the second largest industry was the dance halls.

The dance halls made a significant contribution to the economic development of Shanghai at that time.

At its peak, Shanghai's nightclubs contributed more than 40% of the city's tax revenue.

"A dance hall?"

"Young people are quick to accept new things."

"However, I've heard that the cost of building a dance hall is not low."

"To be honest, I can't just get the gang to spend such a large sum of money to open a nightclub and let you manage it based on your few words."

"And even if it does open, it's a money pit and a money-devouring beast. With your qualifications, you won't be able to protect it."

Dai Qinghe glanced at Jiang Wangzu, a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

Jiang Wangzu was a bit too ambitious.

"Sixth Master, I'm not just spouting nonsense."

"Please let me finish."

"If an ordinary businessman without connections were to open a nightclub, he would have to invest at least two or three hundred thousand silver dollars."

"But it doesn't cost that much money for people from our shipping guild to open a dance hall."

"The canal gangs have readily available venues and channels for alcohol. They can also negotiate with the police on donations, taxes, and rent."

"As for personnel, we can find female singers who are skilled in singing or actors with good voices, and they can be trained a little."

"The canal gang had a unique advantage in having dancers who could find decent-looking brothel workers."

"We have enough security personnel from our own team, so all things considered, our actual investment probably won't even reach 50,000 yuan."

Jiang Wangzu did some calculations for Dai Qinghe.

Dai Qinghe went from being somewhat impatient to sitting up straight, and finally stared wide-eyed.

He really didn't know how Jiang Wangzu's brain was structured!

"Ah...Ah Zu!"

"You've really given me a huge surprise!"

"It was my fault, Dai Laoliu, who was blind to recognize a great man."

"I originally thought you were just a reckless brute."

"I didn't expect you to actually have some skills."

"Who taught you all these things?"

Dai Qinghe said with great delight.

Even Ah Cheng, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise.

Not a buddy?

Aren't you a martial arts practitioner?

Why is he so good at business as well?

"It's just a simple resource integration."

"Give me enough time, and I can even put together a Republican-era version of Heaven on Earth for you!"

Jiang Wangzu thought to himself with smug satisfaction.

"Sixth Master, you flatter me. I can write down my suggestion in writing and you can see if it is feasible."

"Sixth Master, I assure you, as long as it's managed properly, the dance hall will definitely make a fortune!"

Jiang Wangzu spoke with great conviction.

"good!"

"Write down your suggestion. If I think it's feasible, I'll go and discuss it with the gang leader and the advisor."

"If this works out, I will do everything in my power to ensure you get the position of manager of the nightclub."

"But whether you can hold onto this position depends on your own abilities."

"The canal gang has always promoted the capable and demoted the incompetent."

"If you fail, don't blame Sixth Master for not helping you!"

Dai Qinghe had given Jiang Wangzu a heads-up in advance.

"If I am less skilled than others, then I am willing to step down and give way!"

Jiang Wangzu said it with absolute certainty.

"Hahaha."

"good!"

Dai Qinghe stood up and patted Jiang Wangzu on the shoulder.

Jiang Wangzu acted immediately, asking for a pen and a decree, and began writing down his thoughts.

Furthermore, he wrote down all the costs and expected profits for opening a dance hall in the lower district.

While he was writing, Dai Qinghe and Acheng were watching him.

With Dai Qinghe, who knows everything, he can ask him any questions he doesn't understand.

This allowed him to write a more detailed plan for his nightclub.

Even Dai Qinghe was stunned.

Where had he ever seen a business plan written by a top university graduate or a top-tier corporate slave?

This is simply a case of being outmatched!

"Perfect!"

"This suggestion is written perfectly!"

"Ah Zu, you're truly a man of both literary and martial talents!"

"I never imagined you could write such beautiful calligraphy! Your calligraphy seems to have its own unique style, enough to establish its own school!"

Dai Qinghe has been shocked by Jiang Wangzu countless times today.

He could hardly believe that such a talented person had gone unnoticed by Chen Tai, Cao Laosan's confidant, for so long.

Are they all pigs?

If Jiang Wangzu feels that his talents are not being recognized in the Cao Gang and turns to join the Lan Society or Hong Society, they will have nowhere to turn for help.

Especially since Honghui is backed by chaebols.

They are not short of money.

In addition, there's Jiang Wangzu's money-making idea.

That's absolutely terrifying!

"It's just ordinary penmanship from later generations. Look at your ignorant attitude."

Jiang Wangzu secretly rejoiced.

This is what time travel is all about!

Cool!