Haiyuanzong and others thought that Zhao Fuxiang was just here to beg for alms today. Now that he had donated all the food, they were about to get off the platform and return to the city, but they were stopped by Zhao Fuxiang.

Hai Yuanzong frowned and asked, "Brother Jinliang, is there anything else you can do?"

Haiyuanzong thought that Zhao Fuxiang still wanted to get benefits from them, which was a bit too much, so Haiyuanzong's tone became a little impatient.

Zhao Fuxiang smiled and took out several deeds from his arms and said: "Dear fellow villagers and gentlemen, since everyone has donated food, Zhao cannot let everyone lose. This is the joint stock deed. According to the rules of everyone donating money and food,

The proportions have already been divided, and when the United Union makes a profit, it will distribute dividends to everyone!"

When Hai Yuanzong heard about this, he turned around and took a deed and read it carefully. It turned out that Zhao Fuxiang divided the shares of the United Society into three parts, one of which was given to all the gentry who came to participate, one part was owned by the refugees, and the remaining

The next portion belongs to Zhao Fuxiang.

In addition to the division of shares, the deed also included the responsibilities of the board of directors, the election conditions of the chairman, the time ratio of dividends, etc., and it took five or six pages. Hai Yuanzong did not read it carefully, because in his mind, these refugees could do anything.

To create any industry, it is nothing more than selling labor force in exchange for some remuneration, or reclaiming wasteland and selling some grain.

The Hai family's industry is all about shipping, how can they be interested in these small profits? So Hai Yuanzong said with a smile: "Brother Liang can just decide these small things by himself!"

Hai Yuanzong was about to leave after handing over the deed. Zhao Fuxiang was not willing to let them leave just like that, so he quickly stopped Hai Yuanzong and said: "Brother, this is the refugee's wish. You must not let the refugee down!"

Hai Yuanzong was entangled by Zhao Fuxiang and had no choice but to do so. In addition, the prefect was nearby, so Hai Yuanzong had no choice but to take the brush and sign on the back of the deed, without even looking at how much of the dividend he would receive.

When the other gentry saw that Hai Yuanzong had signed, they picked up their pens and signed their names. After all, the Hai family did not like this profit, but some people were very jealous.

After Zhao Fuxiang and others had signed the deed, only the prefect Zhou Shuguang and fellow magistrate Cai Sichun were left on the high platform. Only then did Zhao Fuxiang take out two money orders from banks in the city, both of which were five hundred taels of silver, and handed them over to them.

Then he said: "Thank you two adults for today!"

Zhou Shuguang and Zhou Shuguang put the banknotes into their arms after a slight refusal. After saying a few words to Zhao Fuxiang, they also left. Zhao Fuxiang and Kong Shouzhen were the only two people left on the huge high platform.

Seeing that the crowd had all left, Kong Shouzhen smiled and said: "My boss, we have lived up to our hard work for many days and finally succeeded!"

Although Zhao Fuxiang wanted to tie the gentry of Qiongzhou Prefecture to his chariot through benefits, he would never be stupid enough to hand over the real benefits. Zhao Fuxiang left a secret door in the deed, which was very common in future contracts.

The trap clause is that the original shareholders are not allowed to transfer the original shares without the approval of the board of directors. At the same time, the expansion of the original shares, dividends, replacement of the chairman and other major matters must obtain the consent of 51% of shareholders.

Although this contract seems fair, the gentry, the United Society and Zhao Fuxiang each occupy one-third, but you must know that behind the United Society is the Tiandihui, and the chief helmsman of the Tiandihui is Zhao Fuxiang. In this way, Zhao Fuxiang himself accounts for three-thirds.

With two-thirds of the shares, he could do whatever he wanted.

Looking at the backs of those gentry, Zhao Fuxiang smiled and said: "Thank you very much, Brother Kong. From now on, I will be the general manager of the United Society!"

The contracts were all drafted by Kong Shouzhen. Although he was only recording them, Kong Shouzhen knew that this association was not simple. It not only included shipping on the dock, the brick factory and cement factory on Haidian Island, the sugar factory on Xinbu Island, and the future

Steel plants, iron mines, coal mines, etc., even the Nanyang Company founded by Zhao Fuxiang are affiliated enterprises of the United Society. An enterprise of this scale can allow Kong Shouzhen to take charge of the company. In addition to Kong Shouzhen's personal ability is very competent, he alone has no

Any concern is what Zhao Fuxiang values.

Kong Shouzhen originally thought that Zhao Fuxiang should be the boss himself, but he didn't expect that his boss trusted him so much and directly gave him the job. Kong Shouzhen knelt on the ground gratefully to show his loyalty: "Don't worry, boss, I will manage the union well for my boss."

society!"

Zhao Fuxiang helped Kong Shouzhen up and said: "Your ability has proven that you can do this well. If you don't have this ability, I won't leave it to you even if I trust you! This joint society is no small matter. In addition to those factories, there are also

Tens of thousands of refugees are under your management, and you must not let anything happen to them. I have asked Mao Jiao for thousands of acres of barren hills. You can select some of the older ones who are not suitable for work and send them to farm!"

Speaking of this, Zhao Fuxiang thought about what the potatoes his mother had grown were like. They were most suitable for wasteland. If they could be planted on several thousand acres, they would have enough food for the coming year.

After Zhao Fuxiang watched Kong Shouzhen write it down, he whispered: "Brother, no one in this world knows what will happen in the future. Now that the north is in such chaos, the future is unknown!" After Zhao Fuxiang finished speaking, he took a picture of Kong Shouzhen.

shoulder and walked away.

Different from those refugees who only know how to farm, Kong Shouzhen can be considered an intellectual after all. With the world now like this, everyone knows that this court is probably going to die. The rise and fall of dynasties in ancient China is very common, but as long as it can

If you follow the right master, you and your descendants will become prosperous. For specific characters, you can refer to Liu Bang and Zhu Yuanzhang. Didn't the guys who followed them in the uprising come from a rough background, and later became marquises by breaking the earth?

Thinking of this, Kong Shouzhen had some expectations in her heart, thinking that in the future she could learn from Xiao He and be inferior to others, Kong Shouzhen's long-dead heart began to revive again.

What Zhao Fuxiang said just now is not without purpose. He needs reliable subordinates now. Of course, this kind of subordinates are not cowards like Fan Jian and Zheng Song. What he needs are trusted subordinates who can make suggestions for him at critical times. Although Kong Shouzhen is just a person.

Although he was a scholar, he could be considered a well-educated intellectual after all. In addition, Kong Shouzhen died alone in his family and had no family ties, and he saved his life. Naturally, Kong Shouzhen became a suitable candidate.

Just now Zhao Fuxiang gave him a nod. If Kong Shouzhen really had that intention, he would definitely show it. If Kong Shouzhen wanted to be an obedient citizen with peace of mind, then Zhao Fuxiang would not reuse him. The head of this kind of joint society is his.

The pinnacle of life.

Today's major event was completed. Zhao Fuxiang was in a very good mood. He got off the platform and got into the sedan chair. He followed Fan Jian and asked, "Sir, shall we go home?"

Zhao Fuxiang summed it up and said: "No, go to Cuiyun Tower in Nancheng! Let's see what this little bitch, Mother Wu, wants to do with me!"

Fan Jian nodded and urged the bearer to go to Nancheng.

When we arrived at Cuiyun Tower, Zhao Fuxiang was a regular visitor here. When the big teapot at the door saw the God of Wealth coming, he quickly stepped forward and said with a smile: "Long time no see, Master Zhao! Why do you have so much time to come here today?"

Zhao Fuxiang laughed and said: "Today is a date with a beautiful lady. Your boss, Mrs. Wu, said she wants to see me if she has something to do!"

Hearing that Zhao Fuxiang was here to see his boss, Big Teapot quickly let Zhao Fuxiang into the room and said with a smile: "Master Zhao, please go sit in the backyard for a while. I will go find my boss now!"

Zhao Fuxiang walked through the lobby with square steps. It was noon at this time. There were not many guests in Cuiyun Building. Many Yingying Yanyan were standing on the second floor preparing to welcome guests. When they saw the old benefactor Zhao Fuxiang coming, they all laughed and said:

"Master Zhao, you are here, do you want me to accompany you?"

Zhao Fuxiang had something important to do today, so he could focus all his energy on these bitches, so Xiaoxiao did not answer, but walked out of the lobby through the small door and into the backyard.

There are several courtyards in the backyard reserved for rare guests. Zhao Fuxiang spent hundreds of taels of silver on the front and rear of Cuiyun Tower, so he naturally has a place here.

Zhao Fuxiang entered the house with familiarity. Fan Jiang was just about to boil water and make tea when he saw Mother Wu hurried in.

When Mother Wu entered the house and saw Zhao Fuxiang, she smiled and said, "Why hasn't Mr. Zhao come here these days? Don't you miss the slave family anymore?"

Mother Wu has always been kind to Zhao Fuxiang, why is she so attentive today?

Zhao Fuxiang smiled and said: "There are a lot of things going on these days. I just came back from Haikou when I heard a message from Mother Wu, so naturally I rushed over non-stop. Is there anything going on with Mother Wu?"

Mother Wu smiled, sat down under Zhao Fuxiang, and said, "I really want to ask Master Zhao for help with something! I heard that Master Zhao is familiar with the prefect, is it true?"

Zhao Fuxiang nodded: "I can't say we are familiar with each other, but we can certainly talk!"

Hearing what Zhao Fuxiang said, Mother Wu breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "It's good if we can talk to each other. The slave family encountered an unresolved matter a few days ago. I would like to ask Mr. Zhao to come forward and make peace with the prefect!"

Zhao Fuxiang knew that this kind of brothel needed people from both black and white circles to be able to open it. Although Mother Wu was a prostitute, she was still considered the number one person in Qiongzhou Fucheng. Why was there something she couldn't solve?

"Mother Wu, do you still have something you can't solve? Tell me!"

It turns out that Cuiyun Building received a guest a few days ago. Everything was normal at first. Who knew that this guest had taken a fancy to a fan in Cuiyun Building and wanted to pay for the fan's life. These fans were all flowers of Mother Wu.

She was trained at a high price, so naturally she couldn't be released before all the remaining value was squeezed out, so Mother Wu quoted a price that would make the customer give up.

Unexpectedly, the guest quit and got into a dispute with the big teapot in Cuiyunlou. Madam Wu was so angry that she asked the thugs to beat the guest out. Afterwards, Madam Wu thought that the matter was over, but she didn't know that she would cause big trouble.

This guest's status is ordinary, but his brother-in-law is not ordinary. He is Zhao Mengguan, a member of Jinyiwei Baihu who just came from Nandu years ago!

In the Ming Dynasty, Jinyi guards were stationed in every prefecture and county. They were stationed at hundreds of households at the prefecture level and at the general banner at the county level. They were responsible for supervising the words and deeds of local officials, because they had the power to report secretly, but they could reach heaven to listen, so the local Qiongzhou Prefecture

Although the position of Baihu is not high, the power in their hands is indeed considerable.

Of course, with the demise of the 9,000-year-old Wei Zhongxian, many factory guards in various places have stopped. Qiongzhou is Hai Rui’s hometown, so the local Jinyiwei don’t want to offend these stinky old men. As long as they don’t knock on the door and ride on their necks to shit, these Jinyiwei will
Chapter completed!