Chapter 33 Negotiations on the Fort "Ask for a Monthly Ticket"

It should be said that the relationship between the Mitsubishi Zaibatsu and many local governments in China is unusual. Yan Qijun recruited many people to put pressure on Fan Wubing, hoping to use the power of the government to subdue Fan Wubing.

But when some local government officials found the companies under Fan Wubing's banner, they found that they didn't take them seriously at all, and Fan Wubing's background was very strong.

In the end, it was Yan Qijun who was cunning, beat someone to find Fan Wubing's father, Fan Heng, and said that he would help build 100 schools in Panshi City for free, and asked Fan Heng to talk to Fan Wubing to facilitate their meeting.

Fan Heng didn't know what it was, when did Little Japan feel better? So he called Fan Wubing and asked what happened.

"Oh, you actually found your father? This Yan Qijun is not a fool!" Fan Wubing hummed.

"I'm also baffled!" Fan Heng was really at a loss.

Suddenly a Japanese came out and told him that he would build 100 schools in Panshi. Of course, this was very strange. Fan Heng was also an angry youth back then. How could he believe in the so-called Sino-Japanese friendship and the common prosperity of East Asia? Naturally, he wanted to ask his son first, and only after this questioning did he find out that his son Fan Wubing had caught a cold.

"Why do you have a cold? I remember you are in good health?" Fan Heng asked a little worried when he heard his son sneeze from time to time.

Since Fan Wubing was a child, he has never been sick, and even colds have disappeared. Now that he is almost an adult, why did he suddenly catch a cold? Fan Heng knew that his son had kung fu. When he was young, he could see through green bricks with his fingers, but now he didn't know how far he had gone. Ordinarily, he shouldn't catch a cold after taking a cold bath.

"It is imminent to strengthen environmental protection—" Fan Wubing told his father, Fan Heng, the ins and outs of the matter, and finally said with emotion.

"This matter—" Fan Heng also felt very speechless, and finally asked, "What do you think about what the Japanese said? This Yan Qijun is too stingy. There are only a hundred schools, how much can you spend?" Money? If I knew it was such a big deal, I should have ripped him off more!"

Fan Wubing said with a smile after thinking about it. "You just tell him. You don't need their assistance for the construction. Just cash out. The money is in the account of your city government. I can meet him."

"Discounted words. According to what standard?" Fan Heng humbly asked his son for advice. this kind of thing. Fan Wubing is an expert. Ask him if he is right.

"The Japanese donate money. Of course, it is in accordance with the standards of the Japanese to build schools. This is also an international practice. On this issue.

It is not possible to do as the Romans do. "Fan Wubing exhorted his father Fan Heng in particular.

"Hehe. Then I have to find out how much the Japanese need to build a school—there must be a reference, right?" Fan Heng also laughed after hearing this.

After some tossing. Yan Qijun finally got Fan Wubing's reply. Agree to meet with him in Tianjin.

"Baga!" Yan Qijun saw the bill after spending it. I couldn't help but feel some blood rushing up.

One hundred schools. A full one billion yen was knocked out of him. Although he is rich and powerful, he doesn't care about such a small amount of money, but a small amount of money is still money! If you throw it into the water, you can still see a floater, but if you throw it in China, it has nothing to do with me.

If it is to build a school with aid, at least in the future, you can tell others that a certain school was built with the aid of Toshi Iwachi, but it has been discounted now. It is completely a money transaction, without the slightest public welfare color, and the Chinese will not accept this kind of favor.

But all in all, the money was spent on ideas. Fan Wubing’s father was more effective than others, and the money that was sprinkled on government officials in various places before was not in the minority, and it didn’t work. It’s better to be in Fan Wubing earlier Heng made an idea to save money, and he was able to get things done.

In mid-April. Yan Qijun quietly came to Tianjin with a dozen of his men and dozens of bodyguards.

He is an important figure in the business world in Japan. This time he went to Tianjin to meet Fan Wubing. He felt a bit like when Li Hongzhang went to Shimonoseki to sign a humiliating treaty, so he didn't want others to know about it. After all, it was a matter of face.

This time, Fan Wubing didn't make things difficult for him, and quickly agreed on the meeting place, which was on the Dagukou Fort, a famous cultural relic in Tianjin.

Iwasaki Jun really didn't know what this Dagukou Fort was for, even Fan Wubing who started it had never been here. So when both groups of people arrive on time. It turns out that this place really doesn't seem to be worth seeing, and it's really not a good place for business negotiations.

In the words of Tianjin locals. It's just an earthen platform, a few iron cannons, and tickets are required, so it's impossible to get in.

The car drove to the seaside boulevard, and the continuous heavy trucks crawled like earthworms pulling stones. There are no traffic lights either, and from the constant roar of the engines it can be heard that they are not stopping to give way. So everyone had no choice but to get out of the car and walk over on a few inches of floating soil. On the side of the road are cracked land and dense reeds. From a distance, you can see the towering fort and a large piece of lush green, which is calm and serene, completely different from the busy world around you.

"Fan Sang, this is really not a good place to negotiate." Iwasaki Shun frowned and said to Fan Wubing. He had eaten a lot of dirt along the way, and his shiny suit had turned gray. Yes, the entire group was disheveled and embarrassed.

"It's almost here, and historical sites are always different." Fan Wubing was calm and relaxed. He chose a khaki casual jacket, which didn't fit well with Iwasaki Jun and the others, and it didn't look earthy at all. Come.

When I entered, the old man who checked the ticket was lying on the table and dozing soundly. It is really a blessing to be able to take a nap on an ancient battlefield that was once bombarded with blood and blood.

The Dagukou Fort was first built during the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty. Its original intention was to resist the Japanese pirates who were ready to move along the coast, but it did not expect to fight with Britain and France later.

In the northwest corner stood two rows of cannons that had participated in the battle, and the broken muzzles were blocked with red mud mixture. As for the row of imitation cannons next to it, it is even more pathetic. The muzzle is even blocked by shells. I don't know what I want to express.

The first battle at Dagukou ended after only two hours, and the Qing government couldn't wait to sign the "Tianjin Treaty".

In the second battle of Dagukou, the Qing army, under the command of Seng Gelinqin, built fortifications and reinforced the fort, supplemented by Mongolian cavalry, fought fiercely with the British and French allied forces all day and night, and ended in the Qing army's overall victory.

The third Dagukou War was extremely fierce. Leshan, the admiral of Zhili, died in the North Fort, and all the soldiers guarding the fort died heroically. On the fifth day of July, the fortress fell, on the eighth day, Tianjin fell, on the fourth day of August, Tongzhou fell, on the seventh day of August, Seng Gelinqin was defeated at Bali Bridge, and the elite of the Qing army was completely lost. On August 22, the Old Summer Palace was burned and looted , On August 29, Beijing fell.

In two months, a huge empire that has stood at the top of the pyramid for two thousand years allowed the British and French allied forces to break into the legendary dream of Beijing according to the map, and gave away an imperial city that had been painstakingly managed for hundreds of years.

"Fan Sang, I know your details very well now. I think we should have an open and honest talk." Iwasaki Jun felt that negotiating with Fan Wubing should not talk nonsense, it is a waste of time Performance.

He believes that Fan Wubing, as a world-class rich man with great energy, should know how to maximize his profits, but this kind of profit maximization should never be done by relying on monopoly. Any mature business empire All leaders will understand the harm.

Monopoly can only make things worse, but will not produce real benefits. A successful businessman cannot rely solely on monopolizing a certain industry to achieve his goal.

"That's right, our time is precious, and I will go to a dinner party later to celebrate my friend's birthday." Fan Wubing nodded in agreement, "So, let's focus as much as possible."

Is it more important that the birthday dinner can be so important to the division of interests between two large interest groups? Iwasaki Jun felt a little depressed, he felt that he and Fan Wubing were two types of people, there was no comparison at all, although both of them had huge business empires and countless material wealth.

"What price do I need to pay to get what I want?" Jun Iwasaki asked, staring into Fan Wubing's eyes.

"A reasonable price." Fan Wubing answered very skillfully.

The current export price of rare earth is very unreasonable. The export price of one kilogram of ore is only eighteen yuan. Although this is already very high in the eyes of the Chinese, the price in the international market is one thousand dollars! The difference is more than five hundred times!

Facing the current situation of the Chinese dumping this strategically important mineral at a low price, the Americans, who are also a big country with rare earth resources, have stopped domestic rare earth mining and instead imported ore from China, and then buried it offshore as a strategy reserve.

reasonable price! Iwasaki Jun's eyes shrank suddenly, Fan Wubing's appetite is not small! If the Japanese also use this price standard to purchase China's rare earth minerals, what price will they pay? When Jun Iwasaki thought about the amount of rare earths used in Japan and multiplied it by this price, he was immediately petrified.

"That's absolutely impossible!" Iwasaki Jun growled and replied.

Fan Wubing shrugged his shoulders and said with some malicious intentions, "Well, there is indeed an insurmountable gap between us. I only mentioned a reasonable price, and I didn't even mention the specific price, so you shouted Shouting that this is impossible, how can this business continue? Could it be that you will accept an unreasonable price?"

Iwasaki Jun was dumbfounded, he didn't expect Fan Wubing to be waiting for him here.

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