The journey starts from the Titanic

Huang Huilan looked at Lin Yimin with more anger in her eyes, as if she was saying, "Dare you?"

This eldest lady's style is not inferior to Song Meiling's demeanor, and this woman has been upgraded to a wife and child's mother. Lin Yimin usually controls Lin Yimin to death. He can only envy the young master's blessing in his heart.

"It's just that I have a better way."

Lin Yimin hurriedly laughed, reached out to pat Huang Huilan’s soft body, and explained with some kindness, “Don’t hide it from you, now the company is short of money. I just borrowed money from the north. In terms of charity, Meihua Company can only maintain The current level does not intend to continue to expand.

However, teaching people how to fish is not as good as teaching people how to fish. A better living environment is much better than simply distributing food and donating to build a few school orphanages."

"You mean..." Song Meiling's eyes lit up, as if thinking of something.

"Yes. It's going to Nanyang and South China." Lin Yimin nodded, "Meihua is recruiting workers everywhere, and the number will exceed one million, which is larger than the overseas Chinese workers who went to Europe to fight in the past.

These are young and strong men, some of the delicate tasks require women to do, and Nanhua will provide them with many job opportunities.I think more women are also needed to keep their hearts, and at the same time help improve the demographic structure of Nanhua."

Huang Huilan understood immediately that her emotional labor had become the world's largest human trafficker.She gave Lin Yimin a white look: "You are so insidious!"

"My wife, don't say that. With the arrangement of Meihua Company, they went to Nanhua and were taken care of by their compatriots. I don't know how many times they are happier than staying in Shanghai without making progress.

I think back then, when I went abroad in my teens, I was poor and lost everything. I was relying on myself for almost everything, and life was too difficult."

Lin Yimin said with emotion.In this world, many people live and sleep without food. They are struggling for a chance of survival.

"Okay. I just talked casually, my husband is the greatest in the world."

Huang Huilan smiled.

The ancestors of this beautifully dressed eldest lady were also from Nanyang in ragged clothes, but with the accumulation of their ancestors, the Huang family had already washed their feet and "going ashore".Although some elders have a temper, they are very nice, otherwise they would not be keen to participate in the Women's Federation.

Huang Huilan was right. Lin Yimin wanted to build a channel between South China and the mainland of the motherland, so that the country's swelling population, funds with nowhere to invest, and the essence of national culture were transferred to South China.

Not only young and strong laborers, but also young women, elderly aunts, orphans, and young people who cannot support them, he must be transferred away.He recently wondered whether he would organize prostitutes from Shanghai, Guangzhou and other places to go to Southeast Asia.

Those women have a lot of money in their hands. Going to South China to continue their careers can reduce social problems or seize the Japanese women’s market. In this way, they can reduce the number of warships that the Japanese navy trades for Japanese women’s bodies.

This is just a vicious and realistic idea, very effective, and possibly unavoidable.However, Lin Yimin hopes more that those women who have lost their feet can get married and have children in a new society and start a new life.

This is not difficult to achieve in South China.

Soong Meiling looked at the loving couple in front of her enviously, as if the person had said the same thing to herself, and her thoughts drifted away.

After a while, after Huang Huilan flirted with Lin Yimin, she saw Song Meiling sitting idly by.

"Meiling, what are you thinking? Yimin talking to you?" Huang Huilan asked.

"Huh?" Song Meiling raised her head, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, she looked at Huang Huilan's sly eyes with a smile, and slightly avoided, "Go on, I'm listening."

"I will continue to support schools and orphanages. I hope that the Women's Federation will popularize the situation in South China, so that they will be prepared, and then I will send someone to pick them up.

At the same time, we are also preparing to send volunteers in the school to let the children learn about Nanhua in Shanghai. When the school over there is completed, we will send someone to pick up the children here.

The Women’s Federation must play a major role in organizing more people who need to make a living.I suggest you send a representative to follow up the whole process. Firstly, I can take care of them on the journey, and secondly, I can also deal with them, so as not to be complained about insidious, as if I have done shameful things."

Lin Yimin smiled, feeling a pain in his waist and being pinched, he immediately grabbed the evil hand and played with it fiercely.

"Yeah. This is the best way so far." Song Meiling nodded.

Social philanthropy is only an auxiliary function. To truly enable more people to live a good life depends on the power of the state, but the current situation, even if God is a Chinese, cannot make everything better in a short time.

She thought for a while, and then smiled: "It seems that this time we have to work hard together, and cooperate deeply."

"Of course. Is there a platform that promotes Nanhua better than Ta Kung Pao? We have to sum up how to package Nanhua beautifully so that more people know that there is a Nanhua dream there." Lin Yimin laughed.

Propaganda is very important. It is a mouth that draws people's hearts, especially when countless people are desperate. If someone stands up and shouts that everyone will follow him, they can live a good life, even if that person is unrealistic, there are still countless people People follow him without hesitation.

The Shanghai Poster Industry Company controlled by Song Meiling owns many newspapers such as Ta Kung Pao, as well as a book publishing and printing company, and has a large number of pens in his hands.

Not only to run education, organize orphan students to go to Nanyang, but also to promote South China, and call on depressed intellectuals, local rich men, and businessmen to go south. These are all indispensable tools.

The temptation of interest or the pressure of survival will make more and more people take the initiative or are forced to migrate south, and more and more Chinese will open a window to Southeast Asia in their hearts and walk into the familiar but familiar piece of their minds. Actually a strange ocean.

At this time, there was a crisp cry from the upper floor.With a cry of "Oh," Huang Huilan took the opportunity to withdraw the soft hand that was a little hot by her husband's touch. In Lin Yimin's concerned eyes, she got up and went upstairs.

"Alas! I have been so choked by children recently, and I often wake up in the middle of the night." Lin Yimin sighed happily.

"Hehe. Shuyi is very cute, she must be a big beauty when she grows up." Song Meiling envied.

Lin Shuyi is Lin Yimin's daughter. Hearing Song Meiling's praise, Lin Yimin accepted it and continued to discuss cooperation with Song Meiling about immigration.

Soong Meiling is more practical than Huang Huilan. Whether it is a newspaper company or a women’s federation, she treats her as her own business. Huang Huilan is more showing off with a little bit of satisfaction and vanity, showing off her kindness and wealth. This feeling is even the client I didn't feel it either.

For example, when the Meihua company recruits workers and emigrates women and children, Miss Huang will bluntly point out that Lin Yimin is "insidious", but Soong Meiling suddenly thinks of Nanhua's social problems.She looked at the problem from the perspective of the country's major politics, and she also agreed with this approach.

At the end, Song Meiling remembered something, and he hesitated for a while and said, "He is also in Nanhua, right?"

Lin Yimin was taken aback for a moment, looked at Song Meiling's concerned eyes, nodded, and smiled: "Miss Song, in a few days, I will also go to Nanhua, and your brother Ziwen, you also go and see!"

"Okay." Song Meiling nodded and left in a daze....

Shanghai Song Family.Kong Xiangxi and his wife are here, and Song Ziwen and Soong Meiling are also here. They are discussing about the Kong family's voyage to Nanyang.

Seeing Song Meiling sitting aside unhappy, Song Ailing felt a little strange. Usually, this sister is the most popular, and it feels a little bit frustrating for women who love to persuade others with their own opinions.

Why is it a bit abnormal today.She sat down, grabbed Song Meiling's hand, and asked with a smile, "What? Not comfortable?"

"No." Song Meiling shook her head.

"Something on your mind?"

"No." Song Meiling smiled reluctantly, "It's just a little tired."

"Oh. Then you really have to take a good rest. It's really hard for you to manage a huge company alone. If you have anything to do with your brother, you don't need to find your sister and brother-in-law." Song Ailing smiled.

"Yeah. I see, eldest sister." Song Meiling felt warm.

Song Ailing nodded, feeling a little relieved. Now, except for Song Zian, the youngest brother of the Song family, all of the children have achieved their own achievements. If his father is alive, he will be very pleased.

"By the way, Lin Yimin invited your brother-in-law to go to Southeast Asia, what do you think?" Song Ailing asked.

"They do have a big plan over there and they need manpower. My brother-in-law has gone. With his talents, he will definitely be able to break into a world." Soong Meiling said, cooperating with the Women’s Federation, Shanghai Poster Industry Company and Meihua Company to organize I told Song Ailing about the immigration.

"Hire millions?" Song Ailing asked in surprise.

"That's what he said." Song Meiling nodded and turned to Song Ziwen, "You ask brother, brother is clear."

Their conversation attracted Song Ziwen and Kong Xiangxi on the side. Song Ziwen nodded and said: "It is true. To build railways, build infrastructure, develop Nanyang's rich resources, and recruiting millions of workers is nothing.

At present, the railway tracks of the Hanyang Iron Works are continuously going southward through the Guangdong-Han Railway, from Guangzhou to Xintangshan directly by ship.Last month, 20,000 tons of rails were transported.