"The national team can't even afford a few million dollars?”
Madam Jiang frowned, and her expression did not look too good.
Although she knew that the frontline troops were huge and the military expenditure would be huge, the national team's tens of millions of dollars would not be spent just like that, right?
Tens of millions of dollars, as long as they were used sparingly, could support them for a few months. However, like now, they would be gone in more than a month.
Old Jiang hesitated for a moment before explaining,""Madam, I recently purchased some foreign guns and cannons to change the equipment of the frontline troops, so we can't afford it.”
No wonder!
Old Jiang's explanation made Madam Jiang understand why the national team did not have enough money. It was because they had bought guns and cannons to replace the equipment of the frontline troops.
In order to win this battle, it was understandable to change the equipment of the frontline troops.
Madam Jiang nodded in understanding. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Old Jiang staring straight at her. She asked curiously,"Darling, is there something dirty on my face?”
Old Jiang shook his head and said to her, who was even more confused,"Madam, the national team is running out of money. I've tried my best to raise money, but I still don't have much.”
"The amount of money given to Fengtian now is at least 20 million yuan. Do you think the Song family can give some money to our national team so that we can survive and invite the Fengtian army to enter the pass to quell the rebellion?”
Madam Jiang knew that the Song family was going to pay a lot of money. She sighed and said to Old Jiang,"How much is Darling prepared to ask the Song family to pay this time?”
Hearing his wife's tone, Old Jiang was overjoyed. He immediately asked He Yingqing, who was also smiling,"How much will the national team spend on the military and Fengtian?
He Yingqing secretly calculated and smiled after a long time,"No more, no less. This time, it's about 100 million.”
What was that? 100 million?
Madam Jiang was shocked when she heard the number listed by He Yingqing. She immediately refused,"No, the Song family can't take out 100 million at all. Even if you tear down the entire Song family, you won't be able to find 100 million in the Song family.”
"Madam, don't be anxious. I'm not asking the Song family to pay for it alone. The four of us will pay for it together.!”
Old Jiang hurriedly explained, afraid that his wife would misunderstand and return home in a fit of anger.
"20 million each, alright!"
In the end, Madam Jiang agreed to the Song family's offer of 20 million yuan to support the national team.
She knew that if she wanted to protect the Song family's huge assets, she had to support Old Jiang's national team to ensure the safety of the Song family's assets.
Otherwise, if Old Jiang stepped down, it would be impossible for the Song family to maintain their current state.
If Wang Shouye went up, the four of them could forget about having a good life.
At that time, the four of them would definitely be treated as fat sheep and be ruthlessly slaughtered by Wang Shouyi.
Since his wife had agreed, Old Jiang, who was full of joy, immediately called He Yingqing to the other two families to ask them to gather the money.
When Kong and Chen from the other two families also agreed to take out the money, Old Jiang immediately ordered He Yingqing to take 100 million yuan and give 20 million yuan to the Feng army as military expenses. After Zhang Xuecheng received the money, he would immediately send troops into the pass.
However, when He Yingqing sent the telegram to Fengtian, saying that he would allocate 20 million to the Feng army and ask Zhang Xuecheng to immediately send troops to enter the pass to quell the rebellion.
However, Zhang Xuecheng disagreed. He wanted Old Jiang to personally promise to give Jin Province to him, and he also wanted 50 million yuan for military expenses.
This was simply asking for too much. Old Jiang and the others did not agree at all.
He immediately sent a telegram, denouncing Zhang Xuecheng for being delusional. Old Jiang would never agree to it, and told Zhang Xuecheng to give up as soon as possible.
"Young Marshal! What should we do?"
The telegram personnel looked at Zhang Xuecheng and saw that his expression was not too good. He immediately asked,"Young Marshal, should we still send a message to the other side?”
Hearing the question from the telegram staff, Zhang Xuecheng walked a few steps in the telegram room with a gloomy face before saying to the telegram staff who was looking at him,"
"Send, send it to them. Tell them that Yan Laoxi has promised Fengtian that as long as Fengjun joins the anti-Jiang alliance this time, once Old Jiang is ousted, the entire Zhejiang Province will be under my control.”
"Tell Old Jiang and the others to think about it. If I send 600,000 troops south to attack Jiangsu and Zhejiang, can they stop me for a day?”
Upon hearing Zhang Xuecheng's words, the telegram personnel gasped in shock. He exhaled deeply and operated the telegram machine in front of him with trembling hands.
Zhang Xuecheng narrowed his eyes as he watched the telegram staff send his words to Jinling. He looked south and sneered.
"This time, I will let you, Old Jiang, experience how terrifying the might of the commander-in-chief of the Feng Army, the Northeast Young Marshal, is!”
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