On this afternoon in early August 1903, the people of Shanghai knew something new.

That's a lot of the bosses of the construction industry are running west.

The news came from the rickshaw driver, because they were the ones who sent the people.

So the people soon knew that they were going to see Charlie Han.

However, what these bosses are doing in the past is not something that outsiders can know.

Because hundreds of Maozi stood at the door, refusing to allow any stranger to enter.

Jiang Wenwu worked very hard after receiving Han Huaiyi's commendation.

He set up the venue in a newly built warehouse, with a chair and a coffee table, on which cups were placed in advance.

All the chairs were facing each other, and there was a chair at the top, like a throne, which he had left for the boss.

In addition, Jiang Wenwu also specially selected more than a dozen little girls from the victims to be responsible for adding tea and pouring water for these bosses.

The time is approaching, and the venue is bustling with activity.

Because Jiang Wenwu, who is very good at doing things, is very meticulous.

He wiped out almost all the businessmen involved in the construction industry in Shanghai.

There are more than 50 of these merchants, regardless of their business size, and they either have their own trading houses or basic foremen, and they all come anyway.

People, there have always been three, six, nine and so on.

The big boss naturally sat in front of him in a well-dressed manner, and the little foreman could only hold back his head, but everyone was puzzled, why did Charlie Han call so many people.

Three o'clock.

Han Huaiyi took the charter he had written and walked in from the office.

Seeing him coming, many people got up one after another.

"Mr. Han." "I've seen Mr. Han." "Hello Mr. Han."

The greetings came and went, even if he had never seen him himself, just at a glance, he could see that Charlie Han was really a foreigner.

You see that he has a straight temperament in a suit and leather shoes, and his waist is straight.

Also, can the waist pole of a person who is in awe of foreigners not straight?

As for the little girls who came to help, when they saw Han Huaiyi, who was accustomed to their fathers and brothers at home, and had a humble temperament, their faces turned red.

How can there be such a beautiful silver...

Han Huaiyi politely shook his face, and then said, "Everyone sit, let's not talk nonsense, I came to you to discuss with everyone to make money together." ”

As soon as he said this, the merchants were in an uproar.

Han Huaiyi motioned for them to be quiet, and then said: "Some of you don't want to find me at once through some relationships, why are you looking for me, everyone is a businessman, naturally for business, you don't necessarily have to find someone to do for you, right?" ”

The businessmen couldn't help laughing, and Han Huaiyi shook the things in his hand: "Since it's for business, I have two understandings of business. In a word, there is no such thing as pies falling out of the sky for no reason, and secondly, there is no reason for anyone in the world to eat alone. ”

Among the people sitting below, some of them are nearly half a hundred years old, and after listening to Han Huaiyi's two sentences, they can't help but praise secretly.

Because Han Huaiyi simply said two sentences.

"I do have a deep relationship, and the relevant business of the board of directors is food in a bowl for me, and I refuse to let anyone think about it, but is this right? First of all, I can't eat alone, and in addition, which of your colleagues has no old and young to raise, for example, Boss Zhou, who has a big belly, has a three-room concubine outside to knock on the bone and suck the marrow, and Boss Zhou is not easy. ”

Zhou Baotai, who was named by him, is a native of Nantong, who has been in Shanghai for 20 years, and is also somewhat famous in the industry.

The ordinary little foreman didn't dare to let go of his fart, but Han Huaiyi brushed him in public, but he had to continue.

The chubby Zhou Baotai hurriedly laughed when he heard this: "That's why I have the cheekiness to ask Mr. Han for food." ”

"Boss Zhou is polite, you are all seniors in terms of age and qualifications, and we can cooperate with each other. Okay, now I'm going to get down to business and tell you what I thought, and it's definitely a surprise to everyone. But it's right for you, me and everybody. Because I am only willing to take money directly, so everyone can rest assured. ”

Han Huaiyi immediately signaled Jiang Wenwu to subcontract the plan and read the articles of association of the construction guild.

He himself went outside and beckoned the two hairy men to bring in the cloth covering the sand table from the disaster area of the new work.

After Jiang Wenwu finished reading it, the businessmen couldn't help but be shocked.

Because unless you are an idiot, you can't see the real meaning.

After Charlie Han made such an arrangement, at least he had the final say on the construction of the French Concession.

But everyone also knows that according to the relationship between Charlie Han and the Board of Directors, this matter is originally up to others.

But if you do it like this, everyone also has the right to eat meat and have a say, and they are not worried about being eaten by him and being cheated by him, unless these charters that Han Huaiyi took out are farting.

Strictly speaking, Han Huaiyi is equivalent to putting a shackle on his head.

This...

Zhou Baotai, as an industry veteran, couldn't help but get up and ask on behalf of everyone: "Mr. Han, if you do this, aren't you asking for trouble?" ”

"There are no rules, how can there be a square circle, you can't be prosperous and prosperous, Han is neither a single husband nor a Pixiu, not to mention that there are feelings in addition to making money, if you can support my decision and join forces with me in New Rome to build a new Shanghai, what if I make less money?"

After Han Huaiyi finished speaking, he motioned for Mao Zi to uncover the cloth covered with a sand table.

An epoch-making miniature city appeared in front of the merchants.

"This?" The businessmen were even more shocked when they saw the real thing, Zhou Baotai estimated that he usually likes to read some essays, he pointed to the sand table and asked tremblingly: "Could this be the country of the red willow baby that Ji Xiaolan said?" ”

I was still tiptoeing on the grass, and Han Huaiyi beckoned them to get closer and take a closer look.

A group of businessmen from the end of the Qing Dynasty gathered in front of the sand table and were surprised and surprised, and they asked Han Huaiyi one by one.

After a long time, everyone turned around and sat down, Han Huaiyi said at this time: "If you agree with my opinion, then the construction of this site will be done by everyone together, and I will divide the area specifically at that time, and everyone here can always have some meat to eat regardless of their qualifications and strength, what do you think?" ”

Zhou Baotai had completely digested Han Huaiyi's thoughts at this time, and he said convincingly: "I completely agree with Mr. Han's opinion. ”

"What about everyone? If you have any doubts, just ask. ”

At the end, a yellow-faced foreman wanted to speak and stopped, Han Huaiyi pointed at him: "Those who can come are peers, you just ask." ”

The other party hesitated again and again and finally said, "Mr. Han, can we be supervisors like us?" ”

"Of course, as long as you join the association, you can be a supervisor. If you develop slowly in the future, you can still be a committee member when your assets reach 50,000. ”

"Then I don't dare, I will listen to you, Mr. Han."

"Never." Han Huaiyi was upright: "If you become a committee member, not only can't you listen to me, but you can't listen to anyone, who do you have to listen to, you have to listen to your own conscience." The quality of the houses purchased by ordinary families with all their savings must be guaranteed. If people's homes collapse well, it will be murder for money! That's retribution, you know? ”

The young Han Huaiyi has a thick temperament and words like a mountain, and the word conscience he spoke sparkled in his eyes.

After everyone was deeply shocked, the audience got up and said in unison: "Mr. Han is high-minded! ”

Han Huaiyi was speechless, God is so noble.

I'm not a principal...