No matter what the difficulty, we must keep the "Dajia Salt Factory"!
This is the oath Ma Yisan and Shen Muyun made in front of Shen Jiaxiong.
But how to keep it is a very difficult reality.
The starting price for the auction of "Dajia Salt Factory" is 250,000, and the auction proceeds will give priority to repaying all foreign debts of "Dajia Salt Factory". Although the Qingdao Chinese Chamber of Commerce gave Ma Yisan a lot of help, as well as Ma Yisan, Shen Despite Mu Yun's efforts, there is still a big gap in funds...
Can he fulfill his old friend's instructions? Ma Yisan has no idea...
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All Chinese people in Qingdao know about this bidding!
They hope that Ma Yisan can successfully bid. This is not just a salt factory, but represents the pride and last hope of the entire Qingdao people.
Once the "Dajia Salt Factory" falls into the hands of the Japanese again, the last position of Qingdao's salt production industry will also be lost...
October 19, 9th year of the Republic of China.
Bidding will begin as scheduled!
A large number of Chinese and Japanese businessmen appeared at the auction site, with different expressions, all waiting for that moment to arrive.
The president of "Nobi Co., Ltd." Nobi Noboshi appeared, which immediately attracted bursts of cheers from the Japanese.
Nobiki nodded arrogantly to them, and then sat at the front of the auction site. In his opinion, this auction was meaningless, and the Japanese Empire would definitely win the final victory. His only competitor, Shuangxi Company is not on the same level as "Nobi Co., Ltd." in terms of financial resources and strength!
When Ma Yisan and Shen Muyun, the general managers of "Double Happiness Company" walked in, they also aroused applause from the Chinese people.
Some Chinese clenched their fists and waved them quietly, telling them that they must fight for this reputation for the Chinese no matter what.
Ma Yisan had a smile on his face, but his heart was extremely heavy. The total funds he could raise were only 350,000. It was not enough, it was simply not enough...
"The auction of 'Dajia Salt Factory' begins now. The starting bid is 250,000, and each bid must not be less than 5,000..." The British auctioneer specially hired by Moore Brothers Bank used Chinese that was not fluent in The words said.
"Two hundred and fifty-five thousand!" Ma Yisan, who had too many hopes, said first.
"One hundred and sixty thousand people!" At Nobiwang's signal, his assistant Watanabe Aio said arrogantly.
"Two hundred and sixty-five thousand!"
"Two hundred and seventy thousand!"
The price keeps rising, and every time it rises, Ma Yisan's heart tightens... He is getting closer and closer to his bottom line of 650,000...
"Three hundred thousand!" Watanabe Aoxiong shouted the price.
It's time for the decisive battle! Ma Yisan gritted his teeth: "Three hundred and ten thousand!"
"Three hundred and twenty thousand!" Watanabe Aoxiong said casually.
"...Three hundred and twenty-five thousand..." Ma Yisan's heart rose to his throat.
Nobiwang glanced at him with sarcasm in his eyes:
"Manager Ma, I have carefully investigated. All the funds you can raise, including mortgages on Shen Jiaxiong's real estate, mortgages on your own company, and borrowings, are only 350,000. What can you raise? What can China compete with me? How can China compete with Japan?"
At this time, a middle-aged man and a young man walked into the auction house, and happened to hear these words. The middle-aged man smiled coldly and nodded to the young man next to him. The young man stood up and looked at Ma Yisan Then walked over...
Nobiwang is ready to defeat his opponent in one fell swoop!
"This game is over!" Nobiwang said with murderous intent: "Three hundred and fifty thousand!"
Ma Yisan was stunned there, his heart sank into the abyss, he was completely desperate...
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The young man came to Shen Muyun and whispered a few words in his ear. Shen Muyun's expression changed drastically and he glanced at the young man, only to find that the young man smiled and nodded towards him.
Shen Muyun did not dare to delay, and quickly whispered to Ma Yisan: "Uncle Yisan, no matter how much it costs, call me down, someone is helping us!"
Ma Yisan was stunned. Someone is helping us? Who?
"Three hundred and fifty thousand once!"
the auctioneer shouted.
Ma Yisan hesitated, unable to believe that someone could help him at this time.
"Two times three hundred and fifty thousand!"
There was no room for any further hesitation. No matter whether this was a trap or not, he would jump into it without any hesitation.
Glancing at Nobiwang, Nobiwang's face was filled with sarcasm and determination to win.
"Three hundred and fifty thousand for the third time..."
The auctioneer's hammer was raised...
"Three hundred and sixty thousand!"
When this sound sounded, the atmosphere at the scene froze with the actions of the auctioneer...
Ma Yisan repeated his words word for word:
"Three hundred and sixty thousand!"
"Eight!" Nobiwang didn't believe it at all: "Where did you get the money!"
Ma Yisan smiled slightly: "You will know in a moment."
Nobiwang simply didn't believe that his opponent could come up with another penny: "Well, I'll see how you end up with it! Three hundred and seventy thousand!"
"Three hundred and eighty thousand!" Ma Yisan said calmly.
"Four hundred thousand!" Nobiwang was a little angry.
"Four hundred and one hundred thousand!"
This time it was Nobimo's turn to be silent.
"One hundred and ten thousand times..."
"Four hundred and twenty thousand!" Nobiwang almost shouted.
"Four hundred and thirty thousand!" Ma Yisan was still so calm.
Nobita gasped, this was more than "Nobita Co., Ltd." could bear...
"One time for four hundred and thirty thousand...twice for four hundred and thirty thousand..."
The auctioneer's voice seemed to be driving the soul away. This time it was Nobiwang's turn to be desperate. With a dying struggle, he shouted out the limit he could bear:
"Four hundred and forty thousand!"
Ma Yisan smiled slightly: "Four hundred and fifty thousand!"
The scene was completely silent, and everyone turned their attention to Nobita.
Sweat flowed from the Japanese's forehead...
"Four hundred and fifty thousand for the third time...deal!"
With the auctioneer's final word, the auction is over!
There was a round of applause from the Chinese people in the auction hall. At this moment, Nobiwang suddenly stood up: "Wait a minute!"
He looked at Ma Yisan with a ferocious expression: "I don't believe he has so much money. What will happen if it is a fraudulent bid?"
"That violates the rules of bidding!"
The auctioneer shrugged: "In addition to being kicked out of the Qingdao market, he will also be investigated by the court!"
"Where's the money? Where's your money?" Nobiwang yelled loudly: "I suspect this person is cheating, a liar, I suspect this person is a liar!"
Winter, the representative of Moore Brothers Bank, obviously did not believe that Ma Yisan could have so much capital. He also stood up: "Manager Ma, we hope you can prove that you have that much capital and are not here to swindle the bid."
Ma Yisan looked calm, but his heart was in turmoil.
Where is the money? Where is the money? I don’t have that much money at all!
"Someone is helping us"? Where is the person who helped us now?
"Where's the money? Take out your money!" Nobiwang was still yelling.
Ma Yisan slowly took out the check he was carrying.
Winter took it and his face darkened as soon as he saw it: "Manager Ma, there are only 350,000 here."
Nobiwang laughed wildly: "Liar, liar, a complete liar. He has no money, no money at all. We can take him to court!"
The foreigners' faces showed sarcasm and ridicule, while the Chinese's faces showed regret and sympathy...
"Isn't it just one hundred thousand yuan? Manager Ma's money is mine."
A voice came from the back row of the court, immediately attracting everyone's attention.
A middle-aged man stood up, walked to Winter calmly, and then took out a check: "Mr. Winter, this is a check from Moore Brothers Bank. As a representative of this bank, you will not think that
Is it fake?"
Winter took the check, and after taking a look at it, a smile appeared on his face: "Manager Ma, you are really good at joking. You put the check on your companion and made me nervous for nothing. It's okay, this is for this person.
The bid added some interesting stories. This check can definitely be cashed!"
Nobita was stunned and couldn't believe what was happening in front of him...
Ma Yisan was also stunned, he didn't know what happened...
At this time, applause rang out again... The Chinese clapped and cheered, and the Japanese were dejected and cast their resentful eyes angrily on Nobiwang, who had disappointed them so much...
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"Who are you? Who are you?" Nobi looked at the middle-aged man and roared.
The middle-aged man smiled: "I am a Chinese!"
The bidding meeting ended in a strange way. Ma Yisan got the "Dajia Salt Factory", and the Chinese held the last position of Qingdao Salt Industry!
Since the Japanese occupied Qingdao, the Chinese have never been so proud as they are today.
They gave the Japanese a severe blow on the commercial battlefield!
The Japanese were defeated miserably in this bidding meeting. They would not accept it, but they still lost, and the defeat was somewhat inexplicable. They did not know where Ma Yisan got the money, nor did they know who the mysterious middle-aged man was.
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"Who are you?" Ma Yisan also asked the same question.
The middle-aged man smiled slightly and said, "Chen Qifeng."
"Chen Qifeng?" Ma Yisan was startled for a moment, frowned and tried his best to think, and suddenly realized: "Chen Qifeng, the general manager of Southwest Salt Corporation?"
"It's me." Chen Qifeng nodded and said.
"You, why did you come to help me?" Ma Yisan couldn't figure it out anyway. He and Chen Qifeng had never met before, but why did he lend a helping hand when he was in the most difficult time.
"I'm not here to help you, but our president ordered me to come here to help you!"