northernbook Chapter 271: Funding support from the Chinese Chamber of Commerce rushes to Beilong City
Chapter 271: Funding support from the Chinese Chamber of Commerce rushes to Beilong City
After leaving the Northwest Railway Bureau, Su Zhengyang returned to the Governor's Mansion, sat in his office, and began to worry about the massive amount of funds needed for the development of the three northwestern provinces.
In this civil war, he took away most of the accumulated wealth of the Yuan, Chen, Pang, and Zhang factions. According to estimates, the total value of these properties plus cash is about 2.3 billion oceans. In fact, this is already an extremely large and exaggerated amount of funds, but the consumption on railways alone has reached 600 million oceans. With the increase in the number of Northwest Revolutionary Army troops, the annual military pay and military supply consumption will exceed 100 million oceans, not to mention that Su Zhengyang also wants to develop a series of light and heavy industries in the future to completely make the economy of the three northwestern provinces take off as his most solid backing.
The future of the three northwestern provinces is undoubtedly bright, but the massive investment required in the early stages is simply a bottomless black hole.
You know, with Linzhou's own tax revenue, the wealth accumulated since the rise of the Northwest Revolutionary Army, and Yang Jiakai's continuous funding, Su Zhengyang's investment in Linzhou's development has exceeded 1.5 billion oceans. If Ganzhou and Yongzhou want to catch up with Linzhou in the future, the cost will definitely be an astronomical figure.
Of course, in the long run, the economic and industrial development of the three northwestern provinces will definitely be a hen that lays golden eggs, and will bring Su Zhengyang unimaginable rich returns.
It is no wonder that the governors and local tyrants of each province would introduce all kinds of bizarre taxes, causing the people of the entire state to suffer.
Of course, in Su Zhengyang's opinion, this practice of killing the chicken to get the eggs is extremely undesirable.
You should know that England, known as the empire on which the sun never sets, had national tax revenues of 8.6 million pounds last year, while the rising United States had tax revenues of 60 billion euros last year.
According to the current international exchange rate, one pound is approximately equal to nine oceans and four silver dollars. In other words, the gradually declining British Empire still collects annual tax revenue equivalent to more than seven billion oceans, while the huge Northern Xinjiang government only collects more than three hundred million oceans in tax revenue each year. In comparison, it is pitifully small.
“Are you worried about development funds again?”
At some point, Yang Qiyue had appeared behind Su Zhengyang. Su Zhengyang came back to his senses and smiled at Yang Qiyue, "It's okay. The large amount of wealth we got from beating the local tyrants this time is enough for us to develop."
As one of the people who knows Su Zhengyang very well, how could Yang Qiyue not understand Su Zhengyang's concerns.
Yang Qiyue opened the safe in Su Zhengyang's office, took out a promissory note from HSBC International Bank and placed it in front of Su Zhengyang.
"This is the third batch of funds that Mr. He personally sent over. It is a promissory note of 2500 million pounds from HSBC. It can be cashed at any branch of HSBC at any time."
Su Zhengyang picked up the HSBC cashier's check and said with a complicated look: "Mr. He, you are truly a respectable senior."
There is no doubt that this promissory note was written by He Zhengnan, a big shot of the Hongmen and president of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce.
Knowing that Su Zhengyang had a huge funding gap and was in urgent need of a large sum of money for development, He Zhengnan had already sent him 700 million oceans in funds, which was almost completely free. Even for the Chinese Chamber of Commerce, which was huge in size and had businesses all over the north and south, 700 million oceans was enough to hurt them.
The only reason why He Zhengnan spared no effort to support Su Zhengyang, apart from the relationship between the two families and his admiration for Su Zhengyang, was that he saw hope for China's future rise in Su Zhengyang.
For He Zhengnan, as long as China can stand up straight and no longer be bullied by the great powers, it is worth it no matter how high the price is.
How can we not respect such an old senior who has a sincere heart to serve his country?
Su Zhengyang believed that with the successful establishment of the Medical Research Institute and the production of a large number of essential drugs on the battlefield, such as penicillin, he would be able to obtain endless wealth in the future.
"I will go back to Beilong City in a few days and visit Mr. He in person."
Yang Qiyue smiled knowingly and nodded.
Two days later, at the Sishui City Railway Station, Su Zhengyang, who had been busy for seven days, took Yang Qiyue and boarded the train to Beilong City. This time, in addition to attending the congress meeting and officially announcing the personnel arrangements of the province to which Zhang Chengxiang's rebel party belonged, Su Zhengyang's other purpose was to go to Haizhou in person, summon the Viking Division, and join forces with the First Army led by Liu Chengxu to launch a counterattack against the Fuso Kwantung Army.
Three days later, the special train that Su Zhengyang was on stopped at Beilongcheng West Station. When Su Zhengyang and Yang Qiyue got off the train, they immediately saw his father-in-law Yang Jiakai and mother-in-law Chen Shulan who came to greet them in person.
"Qiyue!"
At her mother's call, Yang Qiyue's eyes instantly filled with tears. She strode forward and threw herself into Chen Shulan's arms.
Yang Jiakai looked at the heartwarming scene in front of him. Although he appeared calm on the surface, the love he showed towards his daughter was undisguised in his eyes.
"How can you be so affectionate in public? Go home first."
Chen Shulan glared at Yang Jiakai in annoyance and pulled Yang Qiyue into one of the black cars, and Su Zhengyang was forced to ride in the same car with his father-in-law.
After returning to the Yang Mansion, the housekeeper had already prepared a sumptuous meal, and Su Zhengyang's brother-in-law Yang Chengjun also made a special trip back.
The family gathered together in a very good atmosphere. After having a good meal and a good drink, in Yang Jiakai's study, Yang Chengjun looked at his brother-in-law with admiration and said in a loud voice: "Zhengyang, the six towns in northern Xinjiang have a total of 74,000 soldiers. They have made all the preparations before the war. The Duan faction's First Army is also ready to go. We will send troops northward and beat these little devils to death as soon as you give the order."
Su Zhengyang smiled and said, "No hurry. When this congressional meeting is over, it will be time for us to blow the horn of counterattack against the Fuso Kwantung Army. I want to complete the victory in one battle and bury the ambitious Kwantung Army completely in the Northeast, and make them pay the price for their actions."
Yang Jiakai slowly brewed a few cups of tea and said to Su Zhengyang, "Ma Changfang, Qu Guowei, An Chengjie, Wang Han and others have all arrived in Beilong City two days ago. At this congressional meeting, they may unite to prevent the Northwest Revolutionary Army from gaining more territory and greater development space. What do you think?"
Su Zhengyang said firmly: "Mingzhou and Dongzhou's territories must be divided between Jianzhou Lin Clan and Host Yang Clan. After all, they are our own people. As for fence-sitters like Ma Changfang, we can give him some recognition and affirm his achievements, but he can't take any of the real benefits and territories. I still say that if anyone dares to jump up and down like a clown and cause trouble, I will send him to the west immediately!"