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Chapter 15 Concession Tour

Knowing that foreigners value the concept of time, the next day, Wu Chaoyue, who always likes to sleep until lunch time, rarely got up early and led Wu Dasai and others to the dock to meet Father Meng Zhensheng. Seeing Wu Chaoyue arrive on time, Meng Zhensheng was also very happy. He immediately invited Wu Chaoyue into the carriage and took Wu Chaoyue straight to the concession located in the north of Shanghai County.

After successfully reaching the currently desolate concession, Meng Zhensheng took Wu Chaoyue directly to a French foreign business, and then asked Wu Chaoyue to wait for a while, he ran out to report the news. Just as Wu Chaoyue was tasting the long-lost coffee, a blond and blue-eyed foreigner also entered the living room under the guidance of Meng Zhensheng.

Coincidentally, the foreigner Wu Chaoyue had already seen the white man Wu Chaoyue met on the dock when he was dragged to a blind date. Wu Chaoyue quickly got up and shook hands with him. Meng Zhensheng, who was beside him, also quickly introduced: "Wu, let me introduce you to Mr. Bourbron, he is our France..."

Boulbron waved his hand and interrupted Meng Zhensheng's continued introduction, and smiled and said to Wu Chaoyue in a skillful Chinese: "Dear Wu, we finally meet again, and I'm very happy to know you."

"I am also very happy to know you, dear Mr. Bourbron." Wu Chaoyue saw that Bourbron's identity was good. Although he did not ask about his specific identity, he also treated him politely and barely did not be humble or arrogant, leaving a good impression on Bourbron-Bulbron-Bulbron-Bulbron was used to seeing the servants of the Qing comprador, and had enough of the blind xenophobic sentiment of the Chinese in this era.

After the guests and guests of each part were seated, Bourbron picked up the cigar and asked Wu Chaoyue for permission. Wu Chaoyue smiled slightly, picked up a cigar, and skillfully cut off one end. Bourbron laughed when he saw it and lit the cigar with Wu Chaoyue. Then Bourbron said: "Wu, you are the Chinese who knows the best Western civilization I have ever met. Even your grandfather, Mr. Jianchang Wu, is not as familiar with and understandable to Western civilization."

"Dear Mr. Boulbron, do you know my grandfather?" Wu Chaoyue asked curiously.

"I have met twice." Burbron vaguely passed the topic and said, "Wu, I asked someone to invite you to have something to talk to you. I heard everything you said to a Chinese at the dock the day before yesterday and thought it made sense. But I think it's very strange. Since you know that there are so many advantages to establishing a factory in Shanghai, why don't you create a factory yourself? As far as I know, with your family situation, funds should not be a problem?"

Boulbron's words kept Wu Chaoyue from asking, which made Wu Chaoyue stunned. Then he remembered an important question - since he knew that building a factory in Shanghai could make a fortune, why didn't he think about building a few factories by himself? It is beneficial to the people and self-interest, and he can also take the opportunity to get land for Shanghai that is a hundred times more expensive than gold in the future. Even if the factory is built, he can also rely on the land to save investment and make a fortune.

Thinking of this, Wu Chaoyue immediately remembered the Xiaodao Rebellion that would break out in Shanghai in the future, but Wu Chaoyue vaguely remembered that the Xiaodao Rebellion Army did not seem to be as blindly xenophobic as the Nian Army and the Taiping Army, and had certain cooperation and connections with foreigners. After the uprising, it did not endanger the security of the concession. Therefore, as long as he built a joint venture with foreigners, he might not be able to save the factory. Then, if the factory is not protected, he can still make several or even dozens of times the investment in building a factory based on those precious land.

Thinking of this, after careful consideration, Wu Chaoyue said sincerely: "Dear Mr. Boulbron, I have the intention to build a factory in Shanghai. However, I have not convinced my grandfather to invest money and have not contacted a reliable partner yet, so I have not taken action for the time being. When I solve these two problems, then Mr. Boulbron, I can assure you that China's first modern factory will be born in my hands."

After saying that, Wu Chaoyue couldn't wait to add: "Dear Mr. Bourbron, I know that France's industrial level is at the forefront of the world. If you can introduce me to one or two French merchants who can sell industrial equipment, or to introduce me to a French merchant who is willing to establish a textile factory with me, then I must be very grateful."

Bourbron, who had originally wanted to open up the Chinese market for the French government, smiled and nodded immediately and said, "I am very happy, Wu, don't worry, I will arrange such a businessman to contact you as soon as possible."

"Thank you, thank you very much." Wu Chaoyue thanked repeatedly, and then took the initiative: "Dear Mr. Boulbron, if the textile factory is successfully completed and has received generous returns, I hope to contact businessmen in other industries in your country in the future. For example, the steel industry, Mr. Boulbron, I believe you also know that although there are many iron ores in China, most of the ores contain too high impurities, and the qualified steel output is very small. However, the advanced iron crafting technology in Europe can perfectly solve this problem. So I believe that if your businessmen can come to China to build a factory with advanced steelmaking technology, they will definitely create a large amount of profits and completely monopolize the entire China's steel market!"

"As for the prospects of the steel market," Wu Chaoyue couldn't help but add: "Dear Mr. Boulbron, so far, there is no railway on China's land. I think this situation cannot remain unchanged forever. So if your businessmen can jointly build a modern iron smelting plant that can produce qualified steel, then when China builds a railway, we can easily win all the railway orders and expand a larger and wider railway market."

The cigar in Bulbron's hand fell to the ground and baked a small hole in the expensive wool carpet. Meng Zhensheng, who was standing beside him, ignored it, and asked Wu Chaoyue with wide eyes: "Wu, you surprised me so much! Tell me quickly, what industry are you still interested in in our Western world?"

"Banking industry!" Since China in this era is completely blank, Wu Chaoyue, who has a bad character, is certainly choosing the most profitable industry and saying: "Dear Mr. Boulbron, the financial industry is the most profitable industry in the world. Compared with this, the British's opium trade has to be at a disadvantage!"

"Although my family cannot afford the huge investment in opening a bank, it can also afford part of it. So if the bankers in your country are willing to open a bank in China, then I am very happy to invest part of the funds and open a joint venture bank with your country's merchants!"

"As for the prospect of opening a bank in China," said Wu Chaoyue, smiling slightly, and then saying: "Mr. Boulbron, since you are so fluent in Chinese, you must be very clear that China's banking industry is almost blank. There are only a few foreign banks in Hong Kong, Macau and Shanghai Concessions. They are not very large in scale and are not accepted by conservative Chinese."

"But if your country's businessman can open a bank with me, then my Chinese identity will not only be easily accepted by conservative Chinese people, but also help your bank merchants bypass many stupid bans from the Qing court and directly open branches into more cities in China, including Beijing, the largest consumer city in China, to obtain more than ten times or even dozens of times the profits than now."

Boulbron's body was trembling, not cold, but was so excited that he couldn't control himself. After thinking for a while, Boulbron said again: "Wu, you are getting more and more surprised by me. I know that you are right, but I know even more that whether you are opening a textile factory or an iron factory or a bank in China, the biggest resistance is not funds or technology, but your government, that is, your Chinese court! What do you think about this? Or is there a solution?"

"As far as I am able to do this, there is no solution." Wu Chaoyue shook his head and said, "But, Mr. Boulbron, your French government has a way to solve these problems. Although I don't like your solution, I must admit that if you want the conservative and closed Qing court to accept advanced culture and technology from the West, your method is the most effective."

"Wu, you haven't said what the solution is." Boulbron reminded with a smile.

"Dear Mr. Bourbron, do you know what is the solution?" Wu Chaoyue said with a wry smile: "Do you have to force me, a Chinese, to say it? If a Frenchman tells other foreigners and asks other foreigners to do this to France, what will you think?"

Boulbron smiled knowingly and nodded, "Wu, you are very frank and answered very cleverly. I understand your difficulties. Unfortunately, if there were more people like you in the Chinese government, we would not consider such a solution. After all, if we do that, we have to pay huge military expenditures, right?"

Wu Chaoyue nodded, stopped talking, and did not want to continue on this issue. After Boulbron carefully considered it for a while, he suddenly stood up and said, "Wu, I still have some business to do, and I must say goodbye to you. It is a pleasant conversation with you. I think I will look for you again, so you can rest assured. I promised to introduce the merchants in the textile industry to you and will definitely do it."

Wu Chaoyue nodded, shook hands with Bourbron and said goodbye to each other. Before leaving, Bourbron gave Wu Chaoyue another bottle of French champagne. As a result, Wu Chaoyue, who was a slutty man in the 21st century, took the champagne and took a look, and immediately shouted in surprise: "My God! Rentou Horse! It's still from 1830! If I remember correctly, it seems that Rentou Horse Company was established this year, right? Rentou Horse Champagne produced in the first year of building a factory! Such an expensive gift, Mr. Bourbron, how do you think I can repay you?"

"Wu, you are so polite. What you said to me just now is far more than the value of this bottle of wine." Bourbron smiled and waved his hand. His expression didn't change much, but he couldn't help but scream in his heart, "My God! Is this Wu really a Chinese? How come this Chinese knows us France more than many Europeans?"

With uncontrollable excitement and excitement, Bourbron left first. Wu Chaoyue, who was rarely in the concession, did not rush home. He took Wu Dasai and others to the concession and then transferred to the few foreign businesses in the concession. However, the French priest Meng Zhensheng, who brought Wu Chaoyue to the concession, rushed back to the dock to preach and left the concession first. However, when Meng Zhensheng's carriage had just left the concession, an Englishman stopped his carriage and pretended to beg for a walk with Meng Zhensheng. After getting on the carriage, the British suddenly took out a small bag of silver dollars and put it in front of Meng Zhensheng, and whispered: "I hope to know the reason why your envoy to Mr. Bourbron met with the Chinese Wu, and what was the conversation."

"You are so concerned about Wu?" Meng Zhensheng asked in confusion.

The British shrugged and replied, "Wu is worthy of attention, but he is not enough. What we care about is Mr. Boulbron, the ambassador of your country. He suddenly came to Shanghai from Hong Kong. As a friendly neighbor, we have to understand his purpose and purpose, right?"

Hearing this, Meng Zhensheng blinked his eyes and smiled again, and then he whispered to the British man's ear. The British man used a shorthand to write a pen, got out of the car immediately after thanking him, and immediately ran back to the British consulate in the concession. Meng Zhensheng was happily counting silver dollars in the car while thinking, "Anyway, there is no secret involved, so I'd just take the initiative to contact the American cowboys and the Prussians to see if they are interested in this information?"

Meng Zhensheng didn't need to work hard to contact him, and there was another English voice in American accent outside the carriage, and he also asked to take Meng Zhensheng's carriage to Shanghai Wharf. Meng Zhensheng smiled and ordered outside the carriage: "Stop the car and let him get up."
Chapter completed!
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