Even though Song Ziming's forced purchase and sale at the Jinling Munitions Factory had caused a huge commotion, it wasn't easy for him. But in the end, Old Jiang still picked it up high and gently put it down.
Old Jiang really didn't deal with the God of Fortune, Song Ziming.
In fact, the main reason was that Song Ziming once again publicly announced that he would spend 500 million yuan to directly acquire the Hanyang Munitions Factory.
"Brother-in-law, do as you see fit. Anyway, I plan to invest 500 million yuan and directly take over the Hanyang Munitions Factory. Moreover, I will build the Hanyang Munitions Factory into the largest Munitions Factory in Asia within five years.”
In Old Jiang's office, Song Ziming was sitting with his legs crossed.
Whether it was his speech or his sitting posture, he was very condescending.
Even so, Old Jiang did not seem angry.
Moreover, after seeing Song Ziming spend money like dirt, Old Jiang was very clear that Song Ziming had the ability to buy the Hanyang Munitions Factory.
"Ziming, is what you said true?”
"How can it be fake?"
"The national defense industry is different from other industries.”
"I know it's not a child's play! Therefore, all the weapons and equipment that I produce, as long as they are purchased by the Central Army, will be sold at half price.”
Song Ziming said directly.
Old Jiang couldn't sit still anymore.
The production cost of weapons in the domestic arsenal was obviously higher than that of foreign weapons, so everyone liked to buy foreign guns.
It was really as Song Ziming had said.
In the future, all the weapons and equipment produced by the Hanyang Munitions Factory would be sold to the Central Army at half price. In that case, the weapons produced in Hanyang would definitely be cheaper than those produced overseas.
However, if they did that, the Hanyang Munitions Factory was bound to lose money.
Old Jiang stared at Song Ziming.
"Ziming, you're a businessman. Are you really willing to do a losing business?”
It was the nature of businessmen to pursue profits.
Was it something a businessman would do to make such a loss?
"Brother-in-law, let me ask you one thing. Do I lack money?”
Song Ziming's words left Old Jiang speechless.
That was true. When had Song Ziming ever lacked money?
Song Ziming's fingers tapped on the desk, making a tapping sound.
Then, he said,"You can rest assured about this, brother-in-law. When the time comes, the Hanyang Munitions Factory will definitely play its greatest role in the entire Anti-Japanese War!"”
"People, can you think like this? It's really the nation's fortune…"
"Come on, brother-in-law, don't talk like that. My air transportation company will be opening tomorrow. How about you come and help me cut the ribbon?”
Song Ziming had already developed the super engine from the black technology chat room and started to equip the airship.
The test flight was carried out yesterday, and the fastest speed could reach 300 kilometers per hour.
Its normal cruising speed was also more than 100km/h.
Most importantly, the airship was very fast and its capacity was second only to trains and ships. It was very suitable for carrying passengers and transporting goods.
Song Ziming's air transportation company mainly relied on airships.
In order to facilitate business exchanges across the country, Song Ziming's air transport company set the price of a single ticket at one silver dollar!
No matter if you were flying from Guangzhou to Beiping or Shanghai to Nanjing, the price was only one silver dollar!
This news would be announced by Old Jiang at the ribbon-cutting ceremony tomorrow.
After all, Song Ziming was doing this to ruin the other air transport companies 'business. It was obvious that he wanted to compete maliciously and occupy the entire market.
At this moment, Old Jiang heard his brother-in-law's request.
Without saying anything else, he nodded in agreement.
Then, Song Zimin handed the script that he had prepared earlier to Old Jiang and let him read it first. If there were any flaws, he could change it.
When Old Jiang saw the ticket price, he couldn't help but frown.
"Ziming, you set the ticket price so low. It's obvious that you're up to something! The other domestic air transport companies would probably be unwilling.”
Old Jiang directly pointed out this problem.
However, Song Ziming did not care at all.
"The first batch of equipment of my airship manufacturing factory has arrived in WuHan. Some of them have already entered the factory to produce parts.
Before 1935, there would be 100 airships in the country for civil transportation. As for the airships in the Air Force of the Central Military Region, it was a different story.
Brother-in-law, I want a monopoly!”
Song Ziming's tone was very firm when he said the last sentence.
"This is inappropriate! We still have to support national enterprises…"
Old Jiang continued to persuade Song Ziming not to do this.
However, Song Ziming said something else.
"I want to invest in a steel manufacturing plant with an annual output of 5 million tons of steel in Hubei, and upgrade it to an annual output of 10 million tons within five years!”
Hearing Song Ziming's words, Old Jiang couldn't hold it in anymore.
Quan Dang's previous persuasion was just nonsense.
"I think this steel factory is good! There's no need to change a single word of this speech. I'll go on stage to give you a speech tomorrow!”
Old Jiang said confidently.
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