Right at this moment, Harrison, who was standing behind Zhang Zuolin, helped him up and said in a friendly manner,"
"Commander Zhang, this is a 60 million mark draft from the Hong Kong and Shanghai Bank. You can take it to the bank to withdraw it at any time.”
"Your son is like a god who came down from the heavens. He was a genius and came up with the idea of hydraulic recoil technology, allowing our artillery technology to surpass our archenemy, the country of Wei.”
"In return, I will give this batch of materials to Young Master Zhang for free.”
After Harhausen finished the words Zhang Xueming taught him in broken Chinese, he turned to Zhang Xueming and asked,
"Young Master Zhang, are you satisfied with this car?”
"If you don't mind, I'll give you this Studebank as well!”
"I hope you can accept it!"
Harrison said sincerely.
Harhausen's words exploded in Zhang Zuolin's mind like a bolt from the blue.
Studebanks could not be bought in Fengtian City even if one had money. As a global luxury brand, they were only available in limited quantities.
Before Zhang Zuolin was in charge of the Northeast, he had tried to buy one through his connections, but he was told that only small figures were eligible to buy it.
Now that he had the qualifications, Fengtian's finances were barely able to maintain their daily expenses. How could they have so much money to buy one?
Seeing that Zhang Xueming didn't agree, Harrison immediately thought of something.
Easterners were particular about hierarchy. How could a son have a better car than his father?
"Mr. Zhang, there's a presidential car in the embassy, and it's here for you! Please accept it!"
Hearing this, Zhang Xueming slowly nodded.
Even Zhang Zuolin, who had dominated the northeast for many years, had never seen a foreigner who sent gifts.
If they wanted to get a share of benefits from them, they would definitely ask for 10 shares. Why was it completely reversed today?？
After sending off the ambassador of the Hans, Zhang Zuolin hurriedly pulled Zhang Xueming into the inner room. After all the outsiders were dismissed, he said seriously,"
"Xueming, tell me honestly. You wouldn't promise Hans something else behind my back, would you?”
"If you dare to betray the interests of the country and the people, I will shoot you to death right now!”
Although Zhang Zuolin was born in the Green Forest in his early years, for the sake of the interests of the northeast, he also wandered among the various powers.
However, they did not directly cede the land in the northeast, indirectly protecting the integrity of the land.
"Father, I would never do such a perfunctory thing. I obtained the military secrets of the Han people through some channels. In exchange, the Hans people would provide me with weapons and loans!”
Zhang Xueming explained calmly. Of course, things like the system couldn't be revealed to the public.
"The military secrets of the country? You're not hiding anything from me, are you?”
Zhang Zuolin asked with a frown.
"Father, why would I lie to you?”
"Furthermore, the Hans have signed a mutual assistance agreement with me. Within half a year, they will send a group of technicians to build a medium-sized arsenal in Fengtian.”
Zhang Xueming even told him everything about the peace talks.
Zhang Zuolin was even more stunned when he heard that. He was dumbfounded, as if the person in front of him was no longer an ordinary Zhang Xueming.
The Hans actually agreed to help Feng Tian Yuan to build an arsenal!？
At this time, due to the backward military technology in Hua Country, there were only a handful of arsenals. Other than the Hanyang Arsenal, the Jiangnan manufacturing bureau and the Jin Wei manufacturing bureau could produce some old weapons and equipment.
Due to the lack of education, these factories could only imitate low-level guns and small-caliber cannons, as well as matching ammunition. However, the rate of good products was extremely low, and the production of troops was very low.
Therefore, if he wanted a large number of firearms, he still needed to buy weapons and ammunition from the foreigners.
If Fengtian could build an arsenal and produce some ammunition, it would greatly increase the combat ability of the Fengtian army. In the chaotic battle with the other warlords in the country, they would be able to grasp a big advantage!
Thinking of this, Zhang Zuolin's face was full of smiles. It seemed that his dream of entering the Central Plains could come true tomorrow.
"Father, father and son should settle accounts. You can't have ideas about my Munitions Factory for nothing!”
"The equipment produced by the Munitions Factory will definitely be given priority to my troops!”
Zhang Xueming said warily after seeing Zhang Zuolin's expression.
Zhang Zuolin's face turned red. He was from the bottom of the army, so he naturally knew the importance of the arsenal.
"Little bastard, why would I have any ideas about your Munitions Factory? I'm just afraid that your warehouse is too small to fit all of them.”
"However, after the arsenal is built, the excess weapons must be sold to the Fengjun.”
Zhang Zuolin put his hands behind his back and walked straight out, not giving Zhang Xueming a chance to refute.
"However, Xueming, I will give you a position!”
"Commander of the Fengjun Shelter!"
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