People in the Republic of China era began to rise from industry.

Chapter 132 Luck? Fate's Will!

Kong Yongzhi gasped.

He stared at Song Wenchang for a while, then shook his head: "Wenchang, you've taken a really risky approach to this."

"How could we let Lin Yi take so much of the loan?"

"Such a large amount of money could easily cause problems."

He's in business.

They also hold shares in several banks in Shanghai.

So he does understand finance.

Fifty million is not a small amount, not to mention the risks associated with bad debts.

There are also two other phrases: "too big to fail" and "to be afraid to throw a stone at a rat for fear of breaking the vase."

With so many shareholders in the bank and such a large sum of money involved, it's not something that can be moved by just one person.

He couldn't do it, Song Wenchang couldn't do it, and neither could Chiang Kai-shek.

Not to mention that this 50 million is only for now.

According to Song Wenchang's plan, he would wait for Lin Yi to invest a large sum of money in the car factory, and then deliver a fatal blow when the time was right.

At that time, Lin Yi's bank loan would probably double again.

It will only get more difficult then.

As for tightening lending all at once... that would alert the enemy, and the game would be over.

“As long as he’s in the real economy, there’s nothing to worry about.”

Song Wenchang said this with an indifferent expression.

Because of the Textile Association incident, he felt he couldn't keep Lin Yi around any longer.

Besides using a borrowed knife to kill someone, they are also prepared to take over Lin Yi's 'legacy' in its entirety.

Then we started to investigate the situation.

He was genuinely shocked when he first heard the loan amount.

I never expected that my leniency would be turned into such a huge scale by Lin Yi in such a short time.

However, after collecting all the information, I felt more at ease.

Lin Yi took out many loans, but he also invested heavily in real businesses.

As long as fixed assets grow in tandem with loan amounts, the risk will not increase.

Although he spoke calmly, Kong Yongzhi shook his head vigorously.

"You're oversimplifying things. The Americans won't let him build cars, and even if we take over, we still won't be able to build them."

"What we get is just a mess, it's worthless."

"Given the huge losses we've caused, do you think those people from Jiangsu and Zhejiang will let us off easy?"

"Leaving it there untouched is bound to create a mess."

"But mechanical equipment still has value in other places."

"When the special steel issue is resolved at the same time, the Chairman has always been concerned about expanding the scale of the Hanyang Arsenal. Wouldn't that be a natural outcome?"

"With such a large amount of profit offered, how could they possibly complain about us?"

Kong Yong was taken aback, clearly not expecting this.

Looking at him like this, Song Wenchang glanced at him, feeling utterly contemptuous.

He's supposed to be the Minister of Industry? Aside from dabbling in trade and profiting from price differences, he knows absolutely nothing about running a business.

He's no different from Du Yuesheng.

For many years, he has never been able to break free from the constraints of making his fortune by selling lamp oil.

Kong Yongzhi noticed the disdainful glance and knew that he had been looked down upon by his brother-in-law again.

His old face flushed slightly, then filled with anger.

"That is one way."

He first agreed, then squinted and smiled, "But have you forgotten what Lin Yi did in Sichuan and Guangdong provinces?"

"If the car factory is built in these two places, will Chen Bonan or Liu Yuanfu be able to sit back and watch the fat meat in their mouths be taken away by us?"

"If things go wrong, we might end up with nothing."

Song Wenchang chuckled and crossed his legs again: "Simple, beat up whoever doesn't give it to you."

"Leaving aside the subsequent interests involved, just the losses on the books alone are enough to make someone voluntarily pay for the Chairman's military expenses without us even having to do anything about it."

"It's nothing, it's something that can't be solved by force."

Kong Yongzhi: "..."

Having easily resolved Kong Yongzhi's question and left him speechless, Song Wenchang became even more smug: "My good brother-in-law, don't worry unnecessarily, nothing will go wrong."

Seeing the smug look on Song Wenchang's face, Kong Yongzhi, who had just thought his brother-in-law's words made a lot of sense, felt a wave of disgust.

What does it mean to worry about something that is unlikely to happen?

"Preparation is the key to success, lack of preparation leads to failure." Do you understand?

I'm clearly just filling in the gaps!

Thinking resentfully, he didn't hold back and chuckled, "What you said is indeed feasible."

"But all of this has one prerequisite: that the Americans can stop Lin Yi from building cars."

"Don't forget, it was your idea to use the Japanese to deal with Lin Yi before, and what was the result?"

"Isn't my idea acceptable?"

Song Wenchang's smile remained unchanged: "You know that the Japanese directly tried to kill Lin Yi."

"This guy was just lucky. A group of Koreans suddenly appeared and caused the Japanese a lot of trouble, so they had no time to pay attention to him."

"That's how he managed to find a loophole."

"What does the fact that it wasn't a fault of fighting have to do with my idea?"

One insult after another, especially Song Wenchang's smiling face, which made Kong Yongzhi even angrier: "What kind of accident will happen this time?"

"That is Lin Yi's destiny. Is Minister Kong satisfied with this answer?"

"Wenchang, can't you just talk to Yongzhi properly?"

Sister Song, who had been chatting idly with her younger brother and sister-in-law, chimed in at the last minute.

Song Wenchang glanced at her, then turned away and said nothing more.

Kong Yongzhi, who was also getting angry, crossed his arms and tightened his face.

"Yongzhi was just trying to give a friendly reminder. We're all trying to get things done, so what's there to be angry about?"

With a slight favoritism towards her own husband, Sister Song made the final decision: "The most important thing is for everyone to work together with one heart and one mind and do their best to get things done."

"If another mistake occurs, no one will have an easy time."

Having made this clear, she didn't wait for her brother to speak again, and stood up, saying, "It's getting late, we'll head back now."

"If you need anything, please let us know so we can communicate promptly."

……

"When things go wrong, there must be a monster."

With his three-pronged attack, Lin Yi drove Du Yuesheng away. He realized that as his prestige rose rapidly, it would surely make some people uneasy.

We are also prepared to face all kinds of open and covert attacks.

But as the Spring Festival approached, he had almost finished all his social outreach for the holiday, and he still hadn't heard any negative news about himself from anyone.

Even the all-knowing Sheng Aiyi said she hadn't heard any rumors.

This made Lin Yi even more vigilant.

"What, even Mr. Lin, who once dominated Shanghai, has moments of fear?"

Holding the Persian cat in her arms, Sheng Aiyi smiled and asked.

"Not at all. It's just that if you don't understand what the other person is thinking, you can't lead them by the nose."

Lin Yi chuckled, "As Miss Seven knows, what I enjoy most is outsmarting people."

"You enjoy watching others fall into your trap, and you feel smug about it, don't you?"

Sheng Aiyi directly exposed him.