The God of Wealth of the Fengjun Army, Wang Yongjiang
and Yang Yuting, had already racked their brains.
However, the report from Fengtian Financial Department still made him anxious.
Their marshal had already worked too hard.
Yang Yuting tried his best to share Zhang Xueming's burden, but he really didn't have a better way at the moment.
It was already not easy for him to persist until now.
This was also due to the successful recycling of Anshan Tiegang and Fushun coal mines, which greatly relieved the financial pressure of Fengtian.
Otherwise…
He couldn't have lasted until now.
Zhang Xueming pondered for a moment and ordered Yang Yuting to personally go to Jinzhou the next day to hire Wang Yongjiang, who had resigned to write a book, back to Fengtian to serve as the director of the finance department and the supervisor of the three provincial officials.
"Marshal, Mister Wang no longer has the heart to leave the mountain. When the old marshal was alive, he invited me many times but was rejected.”
Yang Yuting felt a little regretful.
Wang Yongjiang was known as the God of Wealth of the warlords.
When he was in charge of the Fengtian Finance Department and the three provinces, the three provinces had a period of prosperity.
Wang Yongjiang's contribution to the prosperity of the Fengxi warlords could not be ignored.
Marshal Zhang was half illiterate. He reformed the military education institutions, put military talents from military schools in important positions, expanded the arsenal, established the navy and air force, and built Huludao Port and Dongta Airport. Wang Yongjiang was behind most of them.
When Wang Yongjiang was in charge of the Finance Department.
Not only did it repay more than 10 million yuan of local foreign debt, but it also made up for the financial deficit of two to three million yuan per year.
He even managed to have a balance of more than 10 million.
It was enough to see.
Wang Yongjiang's ability to manage finances was outstanding.
Even the proud Yang Yuting had to admit defeat in the field of economics and finance.
He addressed Wang Yongjiang respectfully as 'Sir.'
Zhang Xueming naturally knew what Yang Yuting was talking about.
Half a year ago.
Zhang Xueming had asked around to see if this God of Fortune was still there.
In the normal course of history, Wang Yongjiang died in Jinzhou at the end of 2027.
Originally, Zhang Xueming didn't have any hope.
But who knew.
The news he received was that Wang Yongjiang was still writing books in Jinzhou, and his chronic illness had mostly recovered.
Although he did not know what had happened.
However, this was good news for both Zhang Xueming and Feng Jun.
Since then.
Zhang Xueming made up his mind to bring this God of Fortune back to Fengtian.
However…
Later on, because there were too many things to do, he forgot about them.
When Yang Yuting mentioned the financial problem, Zhang Xueming remembered that he had forgotten such an important matter.
Zhang Xueming was not worried that Wang Yongjiang would reject his invitation.
Because Zhang Xueming had enough confidence.
Many of Wang Yongjiang's ideas were very consistent with Zhang Xueming's ideas.
When Wang Yongjiang followed Marshal Zhang, he had advocated for the three provinces to to close their borders, strengthen their strength, enrich their wealth, reserve talents, and reform their armaments. He believed that this was a foolproof strategy to win without fighting.
After the Second Battle of Zhi Feng, he suggested that Marshal Zhang abandon the Beijing-Tianjin area.
He believed that the Beijing-Tianjin region was a meatless bone. Whoever seized it would have no meat to eat. It was far inferior to the northeast region, which was vast in land and rich in resources.
He even reminded Commander Zhang many times.
Recovering the land occupied by the Japanese army woke Marshal Zhang up. The biggest enemy of the Fengjun was not the domestic warlords, but the Japanese army.
However, Marshal Zhang didn't listen to any suggestions.
In order to obtain the support of the Japanese army, they promised to give the Japanese army many benefits while constantly opening up new battlefields.
In the end, Wang Yongjiang was disheartened and resigned to return home to write books.
Even though Commander Zhang tried to persuade him many times, Wang Yongjiang never returned.
It didn't match Marshal Zhang's idea.
As a result, Feng Jun lost this outstanding and practical person whose talent was not inferior to Yang Yuting.
Although they didn't have the same ideals as Marshal Zhang, they had the same thoughts as Zhang Xueming.
Now that the production of Anshan Iron Mine, Fushun Coal Mine, and Daqing Oil Mine had returned to normal, the Fengjun urgently needed this God of Fortune to come back and take charge.
Very quickly.
Zhang Xueming was about to start a dialogue with the Soviets on the Middle East railway issue.
Once the Middle East railway was successfully recovered, the next step would be to go straight to the South Manchurian railway.
Once the two railroads were successfully recovered.
Then, they needed a smart and capable person to control Fengtian's finances.
How could Yang Yuting not know this?
Actually…
Two months ago, Yang Yuting had sent someone to look for Wang Yongjiang.
Unfortunately, he was still rejected.
Wang Yongjiang asked someone to bring back the letter, and it was just a short sentence.
"Wars have broken out repeatedly, the current situation is like this, financial losses, Yongjiang is unable to do anything.”
Zhang Xueming chuckled.
Looking at Yang Yuting, who was shaking his head and smiling bitterly, he said calmly,""Just go and tell Mr. Wang what happened in the past year. Just say that the war between the Feng army and the Japanese army is a foregone conclusion.”
Yang Yuting was a little stunned.
Just as he was about to speak, Zhang Ming signaled him to leave as soon as possible and return to Fengtian with Wang Yongjiang as soon as possible.
Zhang Xueming had already given the order.
Yang Yuting could only be prepared to be kicked out of the house by Wang Yongjiang. He braced himself and went south to Jinzhou overnight.
When Yang Yuting arrived in Jinzhou, it was already the early morning of the second day.
Although Wang Yongjiang resigned from his post.
In the Jinzhou area, they could still afford to live in a three-room courtyard.
Seeing Yang Yuting's glance, Wang Yongjiang rejected Yang Yuting without waiting for him to speak.
"Brother Yuting, when the old marshal was still around, I had already rejected him many times. Now that I am old and my thoughts are chaotic, the new marshal is young and promising.”
Yang Yuting pretended to be helpless.
He took advantage of his neck to look into the courtyard and put on an angry expression.
"Brother Yongjiang, I rushed from Fengtian to Jinzhou overnight. Now, I can't even get a glass of wine?”
"Please rest assured, Brother Yongjiang. I came here to ask Brother Yongjiang for a drink. The new commander has never asked Brother Yongjiang to come out of the mountain.”
This time, Wang Yongjiang laughed and invited Yang Yuting into the courtyard.
Wang Yongjiang didn't have many hobbies.
Other than writing books, it was also good to have a sip of Apricot Blossom Village.
Like Yang Yuting, Wang Yongjiang was a proud man.
Pushing the cup and changing the cup, I'm going to set the bell.
Yang Yuting did not mention anything about Fengtian, which made Wang Yongjiang a little worried.
Don't look at Wang Yongjiang's strong resistance to returning the tribute.
However, his heart was still tied to the Fengjun army.
After all, Wang Yongjiang had single-handedly helped the Feng army from decline to glory. Then, he watched the Feng army turn around day by day. How could he not care about the Feng army's current development?
Under the leadership of the new commander, would they be able to solve the remaining problems?
However, Yang Yuting did not mention a single word about it, and he just talked nonsense.
In the end.
Wang Yongjiang could not help but take the initiative to speak.
"Brother Yuting, how are the finances of the Fengjun now?”
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The author who failed was a little slow in writing. While constantly checking the information, he also needed to repeatedly confirm the content of the manuscript. I'm sorry, I'm already doing my best to write it.
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