In the west wing, Yi Yunchang walked slowly in the room. He said that he knew his son's character and background. However, he knew very well that Yi Zhizu could borrow money from Wu Bingjian, not to mention that he was 400,000 yuan.

He was not worried that Yi Seizure would anger Wu Bingjian. The worst result was that the third brother also fled to Nanyang, hid his identity, and accompanied the third brother to Wu's house to go there, which was nothing more than giving up and heading to Nanyang with peace of mind.

"Official Yi Kun, Grandpa is welcome." Wu Changqing bowed with a smile outside the door.

Seeing that Wu Changqing came to invite him, Yi Yunchang felt a little surprised. There was a servant from the Wu family outside the door. Why did Wu Bingjian ask Wu Changqing to come to invite him? Seeing Wu Changqing smiling, he felt a little surprised. What is this?

Yi Yunchang, who was confused, walked into the hall with Wu Changqing, glanced quickly, and saw Yi Zhizu sitting on Wu Bingjian's lower head with a big thorn. When he got up after he came in, he couldn't help but be surprised. What was going on?

Before he could come forward to greet him, Wu Bingjian asked directly: "How much foreign debt does Futaixing ow?"

Yi Yunchang took a few steps and said without hesitation: "The total is 400,000."

"Four hundred thousand?" Wu Bingjian turned his head and looked at Yi Zhizu, saying, "How much did you borrow just now? Five hundred thousand?"

After hearing this, Yi Yunchang looked at his third brother in surprise. The boy actually asked to borrow 500,000 yuan. Then, his heart jumped wildly. What happened? Wu Bingjian agreed to the loan? What did the third brother do? Can he borrow silver from Wu Bingjian in a harmonious manner?

Wu Changqing also glanced at him quickly. This guy is really brave. He dared to borrow more than 100,000 without hiding it. Did he owe gambling debts outside? Or did he want to redeem the popular Qing Gongren?

Seeing that the three of them were all gathered on themselves, Yi Zhizu smiled indifferently. He had expected that this matter would be missed on the spot. One hundred thousand silver dollars was not a small amount. Whether it was Wu Bingjian or Yi Yunchang, it was not easy to mess with.

"The extra 100,000 yuan will be of use to the younger generation." Yi Zhizu said calmly: "The Guangzhou Weekly founded by an English businessman in Guangzhou and the Macau Monthly founded by Portuguese people in Macau are all foreign languages, and the coverage of the two newspapers is a little narrower.

The younger generation is not talented and wants to start a Chinese newspaper, which not only opens the horizons of the Chinese people, but also guides public opinion correctly. In addition, the younger generation also wants to build a slightly larger charity school."

Wu Changqing ignored his nonsense and asked directly: "Can you make money by running a newspaper?"

"Everything can be done to the extreme can make money." Yi said contentedly: "Newspapers can not only benefit the country and the people, but also make money."

"This is a bit interesting." Wu Bingjian said with great interest: "Jianyixue can never make money, right?"

"Of course," Yi Zhizu said without hesitation.

What is Yixue? Enrollment for free! If you don’t charge tuition fees, this is a real loss-making transaction. How can you make money? Wu Bingjian and the other two were a little puzzled. After a while, Wu Changqing murmured: "Whether you are Yixue, how can you make money?"

"The benefits of Yixue are not in the present, but in the long run." Yi Zhizu glanced at Wu Bingjian's grandson and said, "The Yixue that I want to build is slightly different from the general Yixue. It is not to cultivate imperial examination talents, but to focus on cultivating handicraftsmen and professional talents needed for foreign trade."

It is easy to stop at the right time and don’t want to say more. The so-called borrowing more than 100,000 silver dollars is just a reason to use it to throw out the two baits of running a newspaper and Jianyixue.

Looking at Yi Quezusa, who was calm and talked well, Yi Yunchang was a little lost for a moment. Is this his third brother? The third brother who was quite restrained in front of him can now talk about it in front of Wu Bingjian? When did he come up with these strange ideas?

"It's better to be young, and dare to be imaginative." Wu Bingjian sighed, then looked at Yi Yunchang and said, "Xingtaixing is about to go bankrupt, and the Thirteenth Travelers are in panic. Besides, it is the peak season for sea trade. Look... I will first borrow 100,000 yuan from Futaixing, and the remaining 300,000 yuan debt will be guaranteed by Jardinets?"

Although he had already predicted it, Yi Yunchang was still overjoyed when he heard Wu Bingjian's words with his own ears. Yi Yunchang borrowed money and was a guarantee. This was clearly full of support. He quickly bowed and said, "Pinghu Gong is very kind and great, and the Yi family will definitely not forget it. Fu Taixing will definitely follow Yi He Xing in the future."

Wu Bingjian waved his hand and said, "I am a great man and a talented man. Fu Taixing will surely prosper in the future. Today I am just making a good relationship."

Wu Changqing was nothing after hearing this, but Yi Yunchang was very surprised. What did the third boy talk to Wu Bingjian? He was so praised. This was not like capturing the Wu family's deathly handle to threaten the Wu family. What was going on?

Yi Yunchang was overjoyed and surprised and puzzled by Wu Bingjian. He glanced at Yi Zhizu and thought to himself that this little guy was really hidden, even his own father had been hiding it. It seemed that if Fu Taixing had not been facing bankruptcy this time and the Yi family was in a desperate situation, this guy would probably have appeared.

After hearing Wu Bingjian's praise, Yi Zhizu hurried and humble, "It's just a little bit of a simple opinion. How dare you be the Gong of Pinghu to praise him so much? It's really a killer boy."

Wu Bingjian smiled with a rare smile: "You don't need to be content with yourself. You will definitely have a seat in the future..." He raised his eyes and saw the maid coming in with a tea tray. He looked at Wu Changqing and said: "Xingtai Xingtai is closed, Hong Kong merchants are afraid they are panicked. It's too late. Changqing, you can accompany Yi Kunguan to Yihe for a walk."

If you don’t be so stingy, you can’t drink tea before leaving? Wu Changqing was full of complaints, but he didn’t dare to say anything, so he had to bow to agree.

Seeing that Wu Bingjian was willing to keep him and talked alone for a long time, Yi Quest was anxious. The purpose had been achieved, and he didn't want to stay too much. Now he didn't know much about the situation of Thirteen dynasties. If he continued to talk, he hurriedly bowed and said, "I fell into the water the day before yesterday and haven't recovered yet. Pinghu Gong is very kind, I am very grateful. I will allow me to come to the door to receive teaching again another day."

After hearing what he said, Wu Bingjian was not easy to keep guests, so he immediately said, "Okay, come again next time, don't report, come in directly."

As soon as he left Yanhui Tower, Wu Changqing grabbed Yi Zhizu and deliberately fell behind a few steps, and chuckled softly: "I know what it means to not show my true feelings today. You kid hides so deeply that he actually coaxed the old man to even take out the treasured big red robe. It's really yours."

Yi Zhizu had no impression of him, which at least showed that the two of them were not very familiar before, but Wu Changqing's tone and expression were full of familiarity and intimacy, which made him a little confused, so he had to say vaguely: "I'm not forced yet, I just want to be wise in a hurry."
Chapter completed!