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"...You need to know that today the president encourages industry..."

Li Zicheng, who seemed to be sitting at an outdoor dining table drinking coffee, occasionally looked at Yang Du, who was talking eloquently to him about "the president is good".

Yang Du is of medium height, with a thin build, a long face with prominent brow bones, two big shining eyes, and a deep lip groove between the straight bridge of his nose and his well-defined lips, giving him an unforgettable impression at first sight.

impression. But today, he was wearing a blue cloth robe that had been washed white, and black coarse cloth shoes with single beams and thin soles. He did not wear a hat on his head, and had only short hair of less than an inch on his head. This short hair was obviously

New growth.

This man is a very controversial figure in modern Chinese history. He was extremely talented and ambitious. He was taught the studies of emperors by famous teachers. He later traveled east to Japan to study the constitutional monarchy. In the end, it was this man's studies of emperors that made him famous.

Yuan Shikai. Even until Yuan Shikai's death, he still sighed, "Yang Du mistook me."

When Yang Du conveyed Yuan Shikai's "invitation", Li Zicheng knew that he was faced with several choices: one was to accept Yuan Shikai's invitation and go to the capital, the other was to disembark in Shanghai as planned, and the third was to do neither.

The third one means that there is no choice. Both sides have been offended, and China will have no place for itself to mess around. As for the second one, if he refuses the invitation and still disembarks in Shanghai as planned, then he will undoubtedly send a signal to Yuan Shikai with his actions.

, I chose the Revolutionary Party, but what support can the Revolutionary Party give me now? I have no roots, no relatives, no friends in the country. If I don’t have support from the government, I’m afraid everything will be difficult.

But why did Yuan Shikai want to invite him to the capital?

silver!

It's just for money! In the eyes of Yuan Shikai or the Revolutionary Party, he is simply Tang Monk's flesh. The problem is that Tang Monk is guarded by Sun Wukong, but what about himself? He has no protection.

Either be eaten, or take the initiative to cut off a piece of meat and sell it at a good price! Compared to Yuan Shikai, the Revolutionary Party can give itself too little, and the Revolutionary Party is too weak. It is impossible for them to protect themselves, at least for now.

Not yet.

Although after boarding the ship from San Francisco, the thought of having to cut a piece of meat made him a little uncomfortable, but looking at Yang Du who came on behalf of Yuan Shikai in front of him, Li Zicheng was secretly enjoying having his meat cut into his mouth.

I am afraid that the only one who can be as happy as now is myself.

Yang Du! Yang Du!

I was secretly happy in my heart. I was worried about having no roots in the country, and now my biggest backer came to my door. Since Yuan Shikai took the initiative to come to my door and wanted to eat his flesh, I had to let him go without breaking his teeth.

He vomited out several buckets of blood.

Or maybe he felt his mouth was dry, so Yang Du picked up the tea cup, took a sip and said:

"Zhiyuan, in today's China, no one knows Li Zhiyuan's name, and no one knows Li Zhiyuan's talent. The president knows that you are interested in industry, not politics, so he wants to invite you to the capital to meet you, a young man of this generation.

Talented man, I also know that your father has emigrated overseas since you were a child, and you have no relatives or relatives in the country, so I want to take this opportunity to introduce you to some people, so that it will be quite helpful to start a business."

"It seems that Zicheng must go to the capital to thank the President in person!"

Li Zicheng smiled, of course he had to go to the capital. If he didn't go to the capital, it would make Yuan Shikai vomit buckets of blood.

"Otherwise, everyone has praised me too highly, and I haven't done anything. The drawings are based on the experience and techniques of previous generations. To be honest..."

"Zhiyuan, you are joking."

Upon hearing that Li Zicheng was willing to visit the President in person in the capital to express his gratitude in person, Yang Du, who knew that half of his task was completed, said quickly.

"Chinese people have been seeking Western learning for decades. The millions of articles written by countless people over the past ten years are not as good as the 10 million taels of silver your blast furnace sold to Zhiyuan. Although the purpose is wrong, it is lured by the heavy profit.

It can be said that you, Zhiyuan, not only opened up today's people's wisdom, but also provided endless inspiration to future generations."

This is not a compliment from Yang Du, but a fact. In the past, people only saw that learning Western learning was the way to strengthen a country, but they never thought that there are huge profits in this Western learning. Sometimes just one patent can make you rich.

The enemy's wealth.

Before, Chinese people still had doubts about Western learning, but now with this living example, no one has any doubts anymore, Western learning is wealth!

The tranquil Yellow Sea seems to be welcoming a returning wanderer. It is quiet and has very few waves. In the evening, the line between the sky and the sea is dyed crimson by the setting sun. I sit on the chair and look at the sea that is dyed crimson by the setting sun.

Looking at the sea that seemed to be dyed red by the blood, Li Zicheng, who was leaning on the side of the ship, seemed to see the smoke of the Yellow Sea naval battle during the Sino-Japanese War of 1898-1899. Perhaps, this place is far away from Dadonggou, but it is not as good as Li Zicheng's

An idea came to my mind.

"...At the same time, I also saw that although the empire of China has declined, it can one day rise in the East!"

There was a sentence I saw on the Internet many years ago. Now, Li Zicheng no longer had the self-pleasure of exchanging flesh for blood. Instead, he was murmuring with more heaviness in his heart.

The sleeping lion has awakened, rise in the east!

This is the expectation of many generations of Chinese people, and many Chinese people have devoted their whole life and even their lives to it. Generations of Chinese people have worked hard to find this answer, thinking that they have found it.

But even a hundred years later, people are still confused, and it seems that the answer is still far away.

Answer!

What exactly is that answer?

Looking back, Li Zicheng looked at Yang Du who had been lobbying him, and violently extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand into the ashtray.

"Mr. Xizi, what do you think can be done to make China prosperous and strong?"

This question has always troubled me. What is the answer? I am timid about being close to home. Perhaps it is because I know that I am about to set foot on the land of China in this era that I have this idea.

"Less arguments and more practical work?"

Hearing this question suddenly made Yang Du slightly stunned, and then he answered with what Li Zicheng said occasionally. Although the words were short, Yang Du understood that what he said was the truth. China has never lacked people who watch with words.

, but there are not many people who are immersed in practical matters.

Seeing that Yang Du answered him with his own words, Li Zicheng smiled helplessly, isn't that what it is? As long as everyone does something practical, China...

Looking at the end of the sea, there... there is China, a country that I am most familiar with, but also to me, everything there is strange. And now I am about to arrive in this familiar but strange country,

To start your own business, perhaps it should be said to be to complete your own mission.

but……

His brows were furrowed. In the past, people often said that people are timid when they are close to home. Isn't that what I am doing now? Regarding the future, Li Zicheng found that he was so confused that even in his twenty-three years of life, he had never been as good as he is today.

So confused.

"Mr. Yang, I will disembark from Qingdao!"

Although Yang Du has not stated his purpose of coming, Li Zicheng knows why he is here, the president's ardent expectations, and his thirst for talents. To put it bluntly, it is for his own money.

If I disembark from Shanghai, I guess there will be people constantly giving me lessons in Shanghai, saying things like "Yuan wants to usurp the fruits of the revolution". I have been learning this type of preaching for decades, and now I no longer need it.

Go study again.

"...I will disembark from Qingdao!"

After hearing this sentence, Guan Zhenming raised the corners of his lips and had no intention of listening any more. The rest was a foregone conclusion, choose a revolutionary? Anyone with a little foresight knows what it means to choose a revolutionary.

China is Yuan Shikai's world. Once Li Zicheng's funding is obtained, how can those revolutionaries who are unwilling to give up the position of president be willing to hide in the wild as they are now? If that is the case, I am afraid that China will

Eventually it turned into a bloody gun war.

What's more, how could Li Zicheng not understand that receiving Yuan Shikai's support would mean that he would get twice the result with half the effort in doing business in China in the future.

"Railway, steel factory..."

Repeating these two words in his heart, Guan Zhenming walked down the stairs slowly. This time he did not go to the deck, but went directly to the third class cabin. The crowded third class cabin smelled of inferior tobacco mixed with foot odor.

The smell of sweat filled the air. When he walked to his cabin, Guan Zhenming lay on his back on the bed, staring at the ceiling.

"Railway, steel plant, railroad..."

Every time he repeated these two words, Guan Zhenming felt as if there was a fire burning deep in his heart. The fire was burning more and more fiercely, so that he could not even restrain the flame in his heart.

You can let him burn more and more fiercely.

"Li Zicheng, Li Zicheng!"

At night, the sea takes on a different scene. The sea under the moonlight looks particularly pure and vast; and at night without moonlight, under the reflection of the sky, the sea becomes swollen, deep and beautiful.

In the early morning, when the ship docked off the coast of Qingdao, looking at the lights on the shore and the German warships moored in the port, looking at Qingdao from a distance that looked like a little Berlin, Li Zicheng, who disembarked with everyone else, sighed in his heart.

"Jiaozhou Bay! It belongs to China, but it belongs to the Germans!"

The same sigh came from Guan Zhenming's voice as he disembarked from the ship with his luggage. When he set foot on Qingdao with his luggage, Guan Zhenming involuntarily turned back and glanced at the first-class cabin.

"Zhiyuan, I have booked a few carriages over there. The train will leave at noon tomorrow. We can go to the hotel to have a rest today!"

When he was about to disembark, there was a hint of hospitality in Yang Du's words, but he could not hide the proud look on his face. He took a look at Li Zicheng on the boat. The young man next to him had no friends in China.

But Yang Du saw the opportunity and must seize the opportunity to tie him to himself.

"Thanks!"

When saying thank you, Li Zicheng looked at the group of people behind him. They were experts from various fields he hired from the United States. They would help him build a career in China. He was thinking about what to do when he was about to set foot on the land of Qingdao Port.

At that moment, looking at the city in front of him, Li Zicheng suddenly felt an impulse in his heart and wanted to yell.
Chapter completed!