The journey starts from the Titanic

Situ Nan looked up and saw that several Japanese in kimonos kicked him. The two pieces of wood under their feet were very distinctive, allowing people to see their identity at a glance.

Situ Nan shook his head slightly, and signaled that the "customers" beside him don't need to be nervous. These Japanese people are not the vagrants on the street. On the contrary, they have exquisite clothes, extraordinary manners, and faintly revealed businessmen. The shrewd breath.

"I didn't expect Shanghai to have such a luxurious department store. It doesn't have to be that of Tokyo. How could it be a mall run by Chinese? It is more convincing to say that the British and Americans have such courage."

A Japanese shook his head, his tone mixed with contempt, envy, sigh, and a trace of greed.

"Damn it, the products of the Empire of Japan are almost invisible here, do the Chinese really care for their domestic products?"

Someone next to him cursed softly, his tone was very upset.

"It's nothing, we can naturally produce things Chinese people, but...Look at these silks, um, Nanxun's silk, it seems that the quality is not inferior to our domestic silk. Could it be that China's silk industry will be the Japanese silk industry again? Rival? We are in trouble, and we need to bring these things back to Tokyo."

The third Japanese picked up a piece of silk from the shelf, frowned, and handed the silk to his companion.They were discussing in a low voice, and the atmosphere seemed a little depressed.

"What did they say?" Wang Yaqiao asked a servant beside him in a low voice. He could not understand Japanese, but it was not difficult to see a bad expression in the eyes of the Japanese.

"It's nothing. These Japanese people are probably the same people who care about business and industry as I do. When they go out, they will probably feel uncomfortable."

Situ Nan smiled, even though the two sides are far apart, he still understands Japanese.

"Boss Ma, are there many rascals in Shanghai?"

Situ Nan asked Ma Yingbiao with a smile.

"Why not? When Xian Shi first arrived in Shanghai, all the Qing Gang, the Cantonese Gang, the bulls, ghosts, and snakes wanted to protect us. There were also many foreigners. But now it's better. I have to thank Mayor Wang for speaking."

Ma Yingbiao smiled, looking at Wang Yaqiao with a sense of exasperation.

"Last year, a guy in that kind of clothes came to make trouble, but I was given a severe lesson and sent to prison for a while. Don't say this is not a concession..."

Wang Yaqiao sneered, looking at those Japanese people not far away was very unkind.

"Last month, the several forts we built in Wusongkou, the authentic Krupp cannons, although they are second-hand German goods from World War I, are not small."

Wang Yaqiao leaned to Situ Nan's ear and added.

Although the Wuhan government did not take back the Shanghai concession, many military installations have been built in Shanghai in the past few years, and the number of artillery on the Yangtze River estuary has gradually increased.

Once something happens, with the fort to block the Huangpu River Estuary, the army deployed in Shanghai can easily enter the public concession and the French concession!

However, to realize such ambitions, the Zhi Gong Party government has to wait a few more years, at least until the expansion of the two arsenals in Hanyang and Ma'anshan is completed.

The Japanese on the opposite side apparently found that Situ Nan and his group were extraordinary. The eyes of the two sides looked at each other unabashedly, and they faced each other faintly.

"Let's go! Let's go upstairs."

Situ Nan smiled slightly, as if nodded to the Japanese opposite, and left calmly, because there was still a banquet waiting for him upstairs.

"Ah, Boss Ma," a Japanese finally recognized Ma Yingbiao, the big owner of the mall, and he was slightly taken aback and couldn't help calling out.

"Oh, it's Mr. Qingtian!" Ma Yingbiao stopped when he was about to leave, smiled back, and called in a store manager, "You accompany Mr. Qingtian and promise to let guests enjoy our service."

"Abandoned."

Ma Yingbiao nodded, and didn't mean to greet the Japanese, and quickly chased Situ Nan and the others.

Seeing his leaving back, his blue eyes flickered, and suddenly he thought of something, and said to the companion beside him, "That middle-aged short man with glasses seems to be Wang Yaqiao? Why is he here?"

"Wang Yaqiao?" someone asked.

"The mayor of Shanghai. He is very powerful in Wuhan, but he has a bad attitude towards us."

Qingtian explained.

Not long after he came to Shanghai, he had only seen Wang Yaqiao in the photos, but he was more familiar with Shanghai than the new domestic compatriots beside him.

As for the relationship between Sincere Department Store and the Wuhan government, it is no secret in Shanghai.

The only thing that puzzled Qingtian and the others was the identity of Situ Nan, who was closely guarded by bodyguards. Business tycoon Ma Yingbiao and politician Wang Yaqiao were all respectful towards him, apparently from a bigger background.

As soon as Situ Nan walked into the elevator, Ma Yingbiao followed, "Qingtian is a trader and has a close relationship with the Mitsui Consortium of Japan. He seems to be cooperating with us to sell Japanese products in Sincere Department Store. I ignored him. I didn't expect it today. He recognized it."

"Oh!"

Situ Nan responded indifferently, and did not put Qingtian in his eyes. Even if Xianshi Department Store purchases products from Japan, it is also out of its own interests. Of course, it will not cooperate in depth, and it will not affect Xianshi Department Store’s strategy of focusing on domestic products. .

The elevator slowly moved up. Situ Nan felt that the elevator was running smoothly and quietly in the elevator. He couldn't help but tapped the smooth wall of the elevator with his fingers. He smiled and said to Wang Yaqiao and the others: "The old horse has a good vision. The elevators produced by Cummins are no worse than those produced in Germany. Cummins plans to open a motor factory in China. If the Shanghai government takes an active role, it may not be able to win this project."

Situ Nan has always been sensitive to various industrial products. Seeing the Cummins logo on the elevator, he couldn't help but talk.

His words moved Wang Yaqiao's spirit, and he secretly paid attention to the fact that if large foreign electric companies like Cummins can be attracted to Shanghai, it will be of great benefit to Shanghai's industrial development and it is an extraordinary achievement.

In the past few years, Shanghai's economy has developed rapidly, but compared with Wuhan's huge steel and railway industrial construction, it is more imposing.

Wang Yaqiao knew that the government did not invest in heavy industry in Shanghai for safety reasons, and used more resources in central China. Even Nanjing and Maanshan invested more resources than Shanghai, so he felt a little bit ridiculous.

Understanding belongs to understanding. Who doesn't want the city under his rule to be more brilliant?

"After hearing what Mr. Situ said, I can't let go of such a good opportunity, Pharaoh. Of course, if Mr. Situ Nan helped us with a nice word from the Shanghai Municipal Government, it would be even better."

Wang Yaqiao smiled and looked at Situ Nan with some expectation. Regarding the huge overseas relationship of Situ Nan, Wang Yaqiao hasn't figured it out yet. What is certain is that Situ Nan's words must be very certain, and he will indeed give Shanghai brings a rare opportunity.

"Hehe." Situ Nan smiled and said noncommittal: I can't always say that Cummins saw Bethlehem and the US-China Consortium cooperate on large-scale investment in steel and railways, and it was in full swing, right?

In fact, both Stuart and Xu Zhouyang, the founder of Cummins, have the determination to invest heavily in domestic industrial projects such as electrical appliances, mechanical power, automobiles and airplanes, and have achieved partial success in South China.

This is related to a series of huge projects, which only a few people can know. Situ Nan, Xu Zhouyang, and the senior officials of the US China Consortium have long reached a consensus, but Wang Yaqiao and others do not know it.

If Situ Nan didn't say anything, even a figure like Wang Yaqiao, the mayor of Shanghai, could only see the tip of the iceberg of his energy.

"Cummins? That's great. Many of the electrical appliances in the mall downstairs come from Cummins Electric. I heard that they also build airplanes?"

Ma Yingbiao suddenly came and looked at Situ Nan with some curiosity, and thought to himself that Situ Nan shouldn't be talking about it. If Cummins wants to invest in Shanghai, how should I participate?

"Lao Ma is a caring person! Do you also know Cummins' aircraft?" Situ Nan asked with a smile.

"What's wrong with this? Didn't Meihua operate an airline? The planes flying from Shanghai to Wuhan and Guangzhou were purchased from Cummins. They were published in Shanghai's Ta Kung Pao. Many people were curious about flying. I also took a while. , Flying from Guangzhou to Shanghai, the plane is really fast. But I don’t know why Cummins seems to be reluctant to publicize it."

Ma Yingbiao said with excitement. I really can't see that this guy is quite pursuing new things. In contrast, the traditional Chinese rich have a more conservative attitude towards airplanes.

Situ Nan didn't explain anything. With a ding-ding, the elevator door opened and he returned to the room he had prepared.

"You strolled down here and came back empty-handed?" He Xiangu saw Situ Nan coming back and greeted him in a gorgeous cheongsam, welcoming Wang Yaqiao and Ma Yingbiao to drink tea.

"Lao Ma, the master is here, what do I want to buy, can he still deliver it obediently?"

Situ Nan smiled back to Xiangu He.